Meh. It's alright. However it's the same thing as your other stories. Go to Comic Con. Meet Merchant. Transport to Equestria as that character. Now I don't hate the story but your stories to me are getting repetitive. Keep up the good work though.

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Thanks and I'll keep that in mind.

Death... Gun? I'm not even going to try.

6700126
You watch Sword Art Online?

on one hand cool on the other

Death Gun X Pinkamena

EVERYONE OUT OF THE UNIVERSE!!
but all together my thoughts on this story can be summed up with this memememeblender.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/Joseph-Ducreux-cool-story-bro.jpg

Its been many years since I came to Equestria and I can't truly remember my past or my name, but that doesn't mean anything as I have a new name.
Now I live within the shadows, punishing those who have committed grave sins.
Remember this name, and fear! The name this gun and I share! Death Gun!

Its been many years since I came into Equestria. But I can't truly remember my past or my name. But that doesn't mean anything as I have a new name.
Now I live within the shadows [insert comma] punishing those who committed a grave sin.
Remember this name, and fear! The name of this gun and I share! Death Gun!

Just some quick revisions on the long description, friend.

6700129 I watched the original in English and the second in Japanese. if pinkamena is in this world who is the element of laughter?

6700717

Oh she is the element of laughter. Is just that, this is her 2nd job. Meaning the hyper active pinkie works at day time while the murderous pinkie works at night.

I actually like this fanfic. The story reminds me a lot of classic 90's comics (the ones where you have anti-heroes packing heat) and I like that, since it shows that just because the Displaced is Death Gun doesn't necessarily make the story the same tone that the original Death Gun had and that it depends on who the person wearing the costume rather than the costume itself.

I'm really interested in seeing more of this, including the criminal that the merchant spoke of. Also, if you don't mind, I'll point out some minor typos:

“Okay, I’ll my bad.” Pinkamena said sheepishly while she rubs the back of her head.

Think there might be some words missing there.

“Oh, just to check on how you and your girlfriend are doing.” The Merchant said. “How's life? Having any of those flashbacks?”

Emphasis mine.

Other than that, good story so far.

Any particular reason you couldn't come up with a title for your own displaced fic, and used mine instead?

6700803
wait what?

changed and sorry about that.

6700874

It's not against the rules or anything so you're fine, it just feels a little distasteful is all.

6700803 I just looked through your stories and I didn't see one of yours with that name, so it's free game for him to use.

“Straight to the point I see.” Merchant chuckled a bit. “I’m here to tell about a certain Displaced universe which has a criminal who has committed many grave sins.”

I'm curious on who this Displaced is.

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https://www.fimfiction.net/story/178610/i-will-hunt-you-down

6701262 Stall not the story name.

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I don't think you're understanding entirely what happened.

Before this story name became 'The Mantle of Death' it was 'I will hunt you down."

I'd recommend not stepping into a problem you only know half of.

6701459 If you're not using the name anymore than it's still free game to use. Also when are you going to update that story?

6701498

I never said that it was not free game to use, though copying the title of another author's work is generally considered bad etiquette.

6701512 But you never said that it was your title and that it was only for your own use.

6700726 Can't wait to of the Elements to be sent after Death Gun

when i hear of kitchen knife in a world of magical little ponies i think that it is the equivilent to a butter knife

“You better leave now stranger, if you don’t, we’re going to do the samething like this little cute mare over here.” The lead stallion threatened and points his knife an inch close to the mare’s throat.

Something

Death Gun stared at the downed stallion with his gun pointed for a few seconds and spoke. “ No. May you rot in the depths of hell itself. ” He said with and glee pulled the trigger thus fired another bullet through the stallion’s head.

He said with a glee and pulled the trigger