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Aisling of Dreams


See the world for what it could be, not for what it is.

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I guess introductions are in order, my name is...well I go by two names, Thomas and Shulk, either one works. Allow me to explain, it was going good for me at the Rose City Comic-Con, I had my costume in order, mostly (Monado included), bought a few cool souvenirs, and even got to meet Adam Howden.

It was at all Nopons and Unicorns for me, until (both figuratively and literally) I made my last stop. I'll keep this short and sweet, I'm missing one part of my costume, and this mysterious "Merchant" has just the item I'm looking for, he asks for a reasonable price, I pay it, a few hours later I get sick, fall unconscious and the next the thing I know I'm in a world of anthropomorphic technicolor pony weirdos as the person I was cosplaying as, but here's the real punchline, I'm not the only one in this new body, someone else is in here with me, and he has the biggest god complex.

Hopefully I have what I takes to protect this word, and at the same time, find a way to control my powers, the Monado, and as a certain someponie's orders say, "Make some friends". Well this is gonna be interesting.


This is my first ever attempt in writing a story of any kind, so if I'm breaking rules let me know,and also please take it easy on this novice, one more thing, the sex tag is for the jokes I'm going to using, Mostly.

Chapters (2)