'Kael opened his eyes, seeing everything as if his eyes were covered by some translucent layer. It seemed as if it went away one second if he twitched a muscle, and went back another if he twitched the same muscle. This extremely frightened 'Kael, for one this was not like any heaven he had ever heard of, although the environment, as he looked around himself, seemed to be almost animated, not looking real, but looking as if it wasn't even meant to be looking real to start with.
'Kael soon attempted the action of picking himself up, however he soon realized he was unable to. Now 'Kael was frightened, and as he looked at his body he realized he was not even a human, but a dragon of legends. Now 'Kael was "checking reality" and went about observing his environment.
His environment was an open cave, with piles upon piles of gold and riches. Now 'Kael was freaking out, he seemed to not be in any heaven of sort, instead it seemed he was reincarnated as the one thing he tried to avoided becoming, an animal who greedily hoards material objects, seethes anger, and viciously guards treasures. 'Kael didn't understand what he did to deserve this, and as his "auto-pilot" really started kicking in his body subconsciously decided to whack and throw all the riches out, not that it would do any practical good, but it gave 'Kael a sense of comfort and room to think.
Now that 'Kael saw all the riches pour out of his cave and off the mountain he didn't even realized he was upon, a smile was brought to his face. However, once there was no more riches to be seen, his paranoia started to override his autopilot and he seemed to now be feeling the ever so familiar invisible knife of misfortune come to rest in his abdomen. 'Kael's eyes widened and soon he tried swatting the knife away from him to no avail, it seemed to sink deeper and deeper and he now seemed to be bringing only wounds to himself.
No matter how hard 'Kael swatted it seemed he only landed blows upon himself, and it seemed the knife was content with sitting in his abdomen, not even repeating the stab motion it used to. Now 'Kael was exhausted and looked upon the wounds he gave himself... It appeared as if he prematurely shed his skin, and the dermis underneath as well. 'Kael cried to the heavens, and now he saw off in the distance, a Pegasus, of which he could only identify the shocked expression on its face.
'Kael blacked out...
From a lost cause, from loneliness, from a cold knife, from an unjust restart, from these self-inflicted wounds. Melancholy barter. A wretched soul for a transfer to an unfamiliar place. Misery makes the offer, society accepts.
'Kael was soon brought out of his stupor with a groan, and he was content with staying still only for a few moments, as he soon felt the need to check reality once again. He opened his eyes and saw no translucent layer, and brought his arm into his vision and was relieved to see a human arm.
After checking reality, 'Kael was content with relaxing for a moment and keeps a fresh empty mind. However, an innate sense of detection kicked in for him. This was the ability to detect when someone, or some people, were staring at you, and many animals have it, if not all. As such, 'Kael soon opened his eyes again and glimpsed at the environment around him.
It appeared he was still stuck in the animated universe from whence he came, and now he appeared to be in a homey town. That was not the thing that really surprised 'Kael however. The real shocker was that there were animated "ponies" on the ground, along with "copies" with horns, and in the sky there were ponies with wings. They all seemed to be staring at him...
There was silence for an extended period of time, and he realized that it seemed every single pony in the town, and the sky, was staring at him. There was one right next to him, which brought him to the realization that he was laying on a second story flowerbed with an open window next to him.
Despite the proximity of the mare next to him, it was an old pony on the ground who spoke up first, "Why...By Luna's grace, in all of my years of livin' on this land, I've never seen such an appearance as that! And, on that note, I've never seen such a creature as that either!"
After a few glances behind him, and a nod from the nearby mare, 'Kael responded, "Why...Hello there! I appear to be in some hallucination or some kind of queer set for some sort of media. Nevertheless, would it be too much to ask for my location?"
It seemed it was a young foal who spoke up this time, "Why Mister, you're in Ponyville, in the heartland of Equestria!"
Despite the lack of any mention to relative location, 'Kael was somewhat satisfied with that response. This seemed to be because he was in an indifferent mood, and he was still not completely understanding reality. However, either way, there was one question that kept nagging him on the verge of his conscious.
"Would anyone be able to point me nearby lodging? I am in dire need of sleep..."