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No matter how dark the story, I'll do my best to make it have a happy ending. If I have not updated anything for 1 year, it means I'm dead.

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This story is a sequel to An ANON FILLY Story


A prophecy spoke of the death of all things, and of a hero that could stop it all. I'm not entirely certain Anon is who they would have chosen, given a choice.

Join Anon Filly as she fights bandits, monsters, and horrors beyond comprehension, getting into mischief along the way and annoying everyone she possibly can.
From Good ol Boston of the Prohibition Era, straight into the wondrous world of Equestria, one could ask, "Is a pony-turned human ready to face evil that could liquefy a man on sight, whilst driving him beyond the brink of madness?!"
Well I believe the better question is, "Are they ready to face Anon?"


TAG: Call of Cthulhu. Lovecraft.

Reading the prequel is not necessary to understand this story. Consider the previous a rough draft, and this the final vision.

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Comments ( 15 )

I do hope this one has a history

Spot whistled a random tune as he approached the cells, so the filly would be aware of him.

See ya in two months.

spot tried to traumatise a pony and got traumatised himself

this is how you get Wendigos :pinkiecrazy:

The Orange Glow was originally because I thought it was the opposite of green.

It kind of works. 4chan anon is green. /mlpol/ anon is orange.

https://derpibooru.org/images/2124151

Poor anon is gonna get sick. And it will be all Spot's fault.

I have enjoyed this concept reboot quite a lot. Puzzling out the differences and similarities between this and the original iteration has proven to be an interesting and entertaining pastime. I hope that you will continue to draw enjoyment from the writing of this story, and I look forward to reading the further adventures of Anon.

"The Mistress have instructed me to make certain The High Priestess make time for lunch straight away, even to have me dragging her out in a literal fashion." The guard knew his orders, and he would fulfill them.

——)”And this was all a dream? Or a vision?" Celestia asked, eating her rice.

Someone besides Anon was eating something they shouldn't when this was written.

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