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I do not own MLP:FiM, Hasbro, or any related logos or characters. Any OCs mentioned in this story belong to their respective owners, as do videos, pictures, or music linked to in the story.
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LOCATION: FROST'S HOUSE
TIME: PRESENT DAY
I write these notes in case I go insane, get stuck in another multiverse again, or if I need to quickly explain my story to somebody. I write these as a novel, so, if someone needs to read my notes, they will not be bored and abandon these pages. I may never need these, or they may save my life tomorrow. Though these may take a long time to write, I am sure they will eventually be needed for one reason or another. I do not claim to be a decent writer, but I hope these will be readable, or else my story may eventually be lost to legends.
The note, for the spell, sits next to me as I write. Oh, how much that simple piece of paper has forever changed me. If anybody who is capable of casting the spell finds it, please be careful, unless you want to get trapped in a random universe.
You may wonder about me, why my name is "Frost", and how I can Travel to other universes. The first, my name, is for a good reason. The reason I have such a name instead of my actual name is that, for lack of a better explanation, names have power. Yes, it IS unfortunate, having to call me by a name that makes little sense, but it is true. Mages, in general, cast spells on you better if they know your given name. Rather adept mages may even be able to read your mind due to knowing your true name, using it as a "key" of sorts. If you are wondering why Frost is the name I chose, it is because of my magic. I use cyromancy and hydromancy better that any other magic, though I can cast any type of spell with enough effort, related to ice or not.
As for why I can Travel, I do not know. Some celestial force must have chosen me for one reason or another, but there ARE already other travelers, spread throughout the omniverse (Though we don't meet for tea very often, we usually only see each other for a reason similar to "I need help killing this thing"). The multiverses I Travel to are simple works of fiction on Earth, but are universes, similar to ours, if you ever reach one. I have been Traveling for millions of years, never obliged to do anything, but helping people anyways. You may wonder why I or others like me do not help those poor people who die in, say, horror novels, however, we actually DO. You do not see the changes because a new, unchanged, universe branches off every time we change one. Remember, ANYTHING you write actually happens in one universe or another.
Anyways, enough, for now, about me. I may add more about myself in the afterword of later chapters in this "novel" that is a recounting of my time in Equestria. Tally-ho!
LOCATION: FROST'S HOUSE
TIME: SEVERAL MONTHS AGO
I was resting in my pocket universe of a home, waiting until either I was needed in a universe somewhere, or my new spellbooks arrived. I already knew nearly everything about hydromancy and cyromancy, but learning other magic couldn't hurt, could it? The doorbell dinged, which was strange, as nobody can enter my miniature universe without my knowing. I decided to head for the door, because this may be about my books, when I noticed a note that was stuck to my front door.
I moved towards the note to pick it up, while checking to make sure nobody had recently Traveled to my house. I found no signs of Travel, so the note must have been sent through the mail system. Well, either that, or somebody much more experienced than me had found a way to break into a pocket universe, place this note here, and leave without any other trace, which, as far as I know, is impossible. Shrugging to myself, I picked up the note, which said:
The box outside contains your new spellbooks. We are testing a new type of lock. Cast the spell below to open it, and send your results to the Mages Guild.
Mages Guild Postal Service
(Note: the spell will be enclosed after I finish writing, so it can easily be moved without bringing this entire book)
That was just like the Mages Guild, to test a new spell by forcing someone to use it. Oh well, if it was made correctly, then it should work perfectly fine. I stood in the place directed by the note, and cast the spell. There was a flash of bright light, and I was standing in a forest. I was in a small crater, which is typical of Traveling. Luckily, I ended up arriving at ground level. I, of course, immediately panicked.
I tried to leave this universe, but found that I was blocked by an unknown force. I would have to stay here until I found a way around the barrier, or until I could get a more powerful Traveler to get me out of here. So, better get ready to stay for a while. Oh well. I've been in worse situations.
LOCATION: ???
TIME: 3:00 PM, EXACT DATE UNKNOWN, YEAR 3 AN
I had no idea where I was, other than that I was in a forest, so I set up a small camp. Thankfully, I could make my own water, but food would eventually be a problem. Wait... what was that? Did someone just Travel from or into a nearby universe? Scanning for energy, neither the "launch" universe, nor the "destination" universe were this one. Unfortunate, as they may have been able to get me out of here. I searched for Travelers, with few results, almost all of which were just as stuck here as I was. I looked, again, for any humans. I was the only one in this universe, but there were many spread throughout this section of the multiverse. I'd say about... five hundred and twenty-five universes? I stopped looking and decided to stay in this universe, for now.
I had been staying there for several hours, looking for food, when I heard a voice.
"I'm telling you Applejack, the magical surge came from- what's this?"
Of course, I didn't know what they were saying at the time, but I could still tell that they were "talking".
Two things flashed through my mind. 1: Even though I didn't understand the words, I had heard that tone, that voice, somewhere...
2: Someone had found my campsite, where I kept the books that were in the box. The box that was unlocked. And also had my real name in my journal. I ran.
I burst out into the open and saw six multicolored horses, struggling to open the box. One was purple, one pink, one orange, one cyan, one cream, and one white. They all had intense magic surging from their bodies, which were coming from jeweled necklaces, a tiara for the purple one. Also, the pink one was a Seer. I KNEW this from somewhere, but I didn't know what. The box popped open, and I noticed something moving in the shadows. I raised my arm and fired six ice spears, one aimed at each of them.
The spears pierced the head of the hydra, who fell down, dead. Understandably, the horses were shocked. Wait, they were sentient? Not the weirdest thing that's happened to me. The purple one started glowing, as did the other ones. The power from the jewelry surged.
"See, I TOLD you that this was a good idea!" I heard the cyan one shout, most likely referring to bringing the jewelry. OK, so they WERE sentient. Wait, is that a rainbow being shot at me? Well, shoot.
The rainbow hit me square in the face with a decent amount of force, but didn't seem to do much more that that. Except that I felt... cleaner, somehow. Holy magic? Probably. Also, after I recovered from being hit in the face with what felt like a very dull flail, I noticed that two of the horses were unicorns, two were pegasi. I've seen thi- "ARRGH! What- MY HEAD!"
Memories came surging back, of everything I had ever done. Every thing I had ever felt, I was feeling right now. Namely, pain. Immortality does that to you eventually. The magic, assumingly from those pieces of jewelry, brought back memories more than just emotions. It brought back memories of a show- what was it? My Little Pony? Right, that must be... "ARGH!" The waves of pain brought me to my knees. Why does this happen to me on a daily basis? Oh well, it's better than some other universes I could be stuck in.... I blacked out, but not before managing to say: "Don't...don't read the book. It'll kill you... all..."
I woke up several hours later, and found myself in what I assumed to be Twilight's library. Thankfully, I could sense that I still had my clothes on (you'd be surprised...). Strangely, I found no magical imprint from the box that my journal was in. I heard Twilight say something.
"So, you're awake. Can you talk?"
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That's it for the first chapter. Yes, I know it's short, but I'm not the kind of person who likes sitting down and writing for several hours. If anyone wishes for me to continue this, please say so! This story will STAY Teen, so don't worry about being locked out.