What is a hero? A hero saves us, protects us and helps us in our darkest times... but does he truly save us or does he simply protect us from the threats he can see? Does he truly protect us and it is enough? What good would a hero be without the sword to protect us from our own demons?

A tale of ideals, despair and the reality of heroism itself. I come to this world to become what I won't be for a long time. I come to this world to realize a hero's time. I come in accordance to White Hat, Phenomenon of Heroes to the world of Equestria. If I can realize my dreams, so be it. I'll gladly play the knight in his cosmic chessboard.

Set in the universe created by Rust and Blackwing, Notus Eques comes to Equestria to realize how far he'd go for his dreams, ideals and desires.

His dream was pure, his ideals unsullied, his desire was salvation itself. How easy it will be to tear his dream, ideals and desire with the mercilessness of reality and turn them into childish fantasies.

What is in a smile? The best adversity against enemies is a smile, such is the only weapon for those so overwhelmed by that we cannot control. Pinkie Pie has smiled, the afterthought of a perpetual smiler never scratching beyond the surface meaning of a smile. When a pony who knows of the Pinkie Pie who didn't even realize the surface value of a smile comes into Ponyville, Pinkie Pie will realize the true value of a smile and with it comes the pride of something with weakness in its core... the will to overcome again.

Big credits to the artist, who let me use his artwork, *Jamey4 as known on deviantart.

His deviantart page:
http://jamey4.deviantart.com/

I'd like to say it's my first ever time writing for an audience that wasn't my English teacher, but I don't particularly want that weighing on you guys. Basically, I want you guys to give constructive criticism but I want it to be because of my writing abilities and the fact you want this to continue and not the fact that this is my first fanfic.