Every rare millennium, realms coalesce. Spheres conjunct, circles intertwine, worlds breathe into one another. So similar, yet so different, in so many ways. Worlds literally collide, and their inhabitants are thrown about into a visceral soup of differentiation. A man, his very genetics altered to aid him in his hunt of evil and defense of the innocent, ends up in a strange world after a colossal displacement event. He is not alone, however; six horses, ripped straight from a cartoon, end up keeping this hunter company. Swearing by the duty he was literally designed for, the hunter aids these ponies to survive in this strange new world, and aids in their return from whence they came.
Did i see both an evil dead reference AND an FTL reference in the beginning of this chapter?
6948929 Naturally.
6956073 heh, perfect.