I'm afraid I must drop into Royal Canterlot Voice, as you "bronies" call it. Nothing else seems to work.
I am the one who signs as "The Overmare". That's not my real name, of course.
I tried to reason with you. I tried to tell him to turn back, and now I am warning you. This is not some simple story. This is a leak between worlds, a rift that should never have been opened.
Do you see it? The world is in danger. The further you read into this, the closer you bring the destruction of your brethren. This isn't some kind of joke, it's a serious issue.
Right now, I want you to close your browser and leave. Do it. I don't want to be the one held responsible for this mess. There are other stories on this site, each of them safer than this one.
Please don't continue. You don't understand. There are things Man was not meant to know. I'm sorry, but I must implore you to leave.
There isn't much more I can say without endangering you further. MeesterBob has a death wish, that's the only reason he is continuing. Despite our best efforts, he continues to elude us. Whatever you do, don't heed him.
This is your last warning. Do not proceed to the next chapter. Do. Not.
So be it.