His name is not important. What is important is what he's going to do.

Two years of living among the innocent, unsuspecting ponies of Equestria would be enough to melt the hearts of most men. But not him.

As sweet and kindly as the little horses are, there remains a divide between them. An emotional chasm that can never be crossed, for the events that led to him becoming an inhabitant of this world still haunts him to this day.

And now, he will have his vengeance. Probably.

Inspired by and written for the fact that I'm very sleepy and no one can tell me not to.