A human woke up in a dark room. His head was aching and he also didn't have any memories of his past life, if he even had one.

He knew there was a reason for him to be here, but he just couldn't recall it, no matter how hard he tried. The only thing that he remembered is a deep, powerful voice speaking to him, ordering him to do something or to say something.

So his quest began. He had to find out why he was here, in a world, where horses could talk.

My name is Nopony. As in, nopony can see me, hear me, or even feel me. The most I get is a shudder as I pass through them. Nopony can tell I am here. Nopony can help me move on. Nopony can hear my story.

For I am a ghost. Stuck to roam this planet until I find peace.

Note, this just a continuation on the story with this same name, the author, warewolves had gave me permission to continue this story since he had no time to continue this story, nothing you see in this story is mine except the text. I hope you can enjoy reading my version as much as hers, cheers!

This story is a sequel to Truth or Dare?

One year after eight foals entered a haunted house, six new friends walk in to see if they could solve the mystery. Unfortunately, while searching for clues, they accidentally trigger the game and have to play the game of truth or dare or they will end up just like the foals in the previous game. Will they be able to outsmart, beat the game, and figure out how it all happened or will the game claim them before they can do that?

Rated R for strong disturbing violence.

After the last battle with Stygian, Starswirl finds himself lost and alone not only in a different dimension, but also in another timeline.

Now he must discover a way to contact the other pillars and more importantly what happened to the Pony of Shadows to ensure at least he has been sent to limbo. But in order to accomplish his objective he must first seek help from the inhabitants of this new world.

Of course he did not count on finding some fellow Equestrian creatures among them. The problem is that one of them might be not so happy to see him again.

Rarity had gone missing years ago and Detective Sweetie Belle believed that she would find her sister again one day, and this day finally looked promising as she finds a clue from a suspicious stranger that would lead her down the maintenance halls of one of Manehattan's subway stations.

With a clue finally in her hands after years of nothing to show for her work, there was no chance she was going to let it slide by. But things might not be as Sweetie Belle had anticipated and she was about to find out her sister's darkest secret, and darker secrets still.

Hello. My name is Anthony Williams. I currently work for the SCP Foundation. Yeah. THE SCP Foundation.

For those unfamiliar with it, we are a group whose function is locating, cataloguing, containing, studying, and testing anomalies, whether they are objects, places... or creatures.

Basically, this is the story of the day, that, while I was alongside my team, trying to contain a group of SCPs that had escaped their cells, I fell into a portal and met a group of ponies.

It's not even weird, actually, just a normal day at the foundation...

When Twilight starts acting oddly, it takes a while for her friends to question it. After all, she's always been something of a hermit, hasn't she? But this time, it's more than just a scholarly inclination keeping our newest princess indoors...

200,000 years after the fall of man, all remnants of their immense solar empire are gone. Washed away by the sands of time. Some would say this was a boon, some a tragedy and very, very few would say it is a fallacy.

Very little is known about the ancient Gaian Empire other than they controlled their entire galaxy then disappeared without a trace over 200,000 years ago. No one knows what happened to them. Such a mighty intergalactic civilization surely can't just blink out of existence in an instant, can it?

Little do others know, they did leave a trace, a tiny, inconsequential trail of breadcrumbs, as the metaphor goes, and someone is about to follow it.

"I promised you entertainment.

"I promised you a vast adventure.

"I promised you a hero's journey with no stops, none of the conventions expected.

"I promised you parallels.

"I promised you magic.

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No you didn't.

"I have now."