I'm a moron of colossal proportions, I wanted to blame everyone but myself for why I acted the way I did and I just wanted to disappear some days; but something wanted to help me with that last part.....whether I wanted it or not.

At first it felt like a dream, so surreal; but I knew deep down somewhere it was all a lie, that its NOT SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE THIS. All I wanted was to live how I want with this admittedly morose new start on life, but my dumbass keeps drawing the wrong kind of attention and I know for certain my luck will run out...
Sooner or later....I swear this cities walls have eyes.

Hey I would like to make things clear that this is my very first story, and I don't have anything planned beyond the premise which is REALLY self-indulgent....unabashedly even. I'm mostly just trying to write a story ill have fun with.

Things to expect: stuff ill occasionally pull out of my ass cause i thought it was cool, cult shit, bat pony "lore" excessive swearing, anthro ponies and RGRE flavor text.
My biggest Inspirations are stories like Blurring Realities, Mordane Stronghoof and Life Finds a Way

Story wide edit made on 11/11/23: All uses of the word "Thestral" have been replaced by "Batari" for reasons.