Alright, let's do this one last time. Hi, my name's Will, big fan of all things tanks and dinosaurs. An average working man, I decided to attend my first Comic-con with my best friend George as Decepticon Brawl (the movie version). Everything was normal until a strange man called me over, trying to sell me this weird cannon with a Decepticon logo to "complete the look". Naturally, being a random git, I chose the egg in his counter. Things went... horribly wrong afterwards and now I'm a radioactive iguana in a land called Equestria.

Which is funny because I don't know much about this place, and I don't know why there are a bunch of talking ponies. But hey, I get to be the most controversial radioactive lizard in existence.

It is often said that family comes in different shapes and sizes, and that much is true. A family is not bound by the limits of mortality, nor is it bound purely on blood alone. It is not defined by the race of an individual, rather, it is defined by the love they all share; it is built on trust, of loyalty and understanding. Such is a story, driven by loss and love. Of love like no other, born from an accidental spell and a grieving pair. A princess of a world of pure magic finds herself in a world in the care of two tired and lonely beings.

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Once of noble birth, a lone ronin at the verge of death after an attack from bandits prayed upon the gods to give him a new life. What he didn't realize was that his wish would take him to a whole new world. Thrust unto the unknown, the young man with an uchigatana by his side, finds that he really isn't a man anymore, nor is he a human. What a cruel joke...

(Death and Violence tag for the Prologue)

Ouros, mostly known as Ouroboros, the great Warden of Time, made a bet one night with Oneiroi, Keeper of the Dream Realm. On his drunken stupor, Ouros lost the bet and is now in a land of pastel-colored, peace-loving, magic-using equines. And now, either by luck or misfortune, he is stuck in the body of a certain bookworm. Surely he could've gotten someone, er, somepony else...

It's already hard to live in the West. Deserts as wide as the eyes can see, predators prowling for easy prey. Brutal weather and extremely cold nights. Bandits lurk in search of loot and dollar. Bounty hunters with the craze for fame and prizes. This truly is a place not for the faint of heart.

It is up to the enforcers of the law to keep that balance. And yet, even within the law, few dare to deal with bandits in order to gain power, and making things harder for those law enforcers are the mounts. Sure, they have them too, but it ain't fun fighting against flesh-eating carnivores, large-horned bulldozers, and even tower-sized sledge-hammers.

All of them, no matter who they are or what they've done, are drawn to a certain town for the chance to gain fame and earn a fortune, for within the outskirts of this town lie caverns of unmined gold. With everyone wanting to be rich and gain fame, it is no wonder that the town encounters a lot of bandits and duelists.

So imagine the work of a tired sheriff when he finds six equines and a baby dragon. Will he welcome them to this quaint little town? Or will he sell them for their rarity? Join Jedidiah "The Lawbringer" as his world turns upside-down thanks to the magic of some colorful equines.

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No cover art for today, will add later on.

Edit 1: Finally managed to put the cover art. Hope you guys enjoy!

In ancient times, in the ancient world of N’hir Vhanna, there was a prophecy written amongst the scripts of old. It states that six beings of power will save the world and smite the tyrant that lives within. Six beings that would bear the titles of Heroes, of legendary status amongst men. Six brave souls who would save the world of N’hir Vhanna and rid the evil once and for all.

"For all shall end with peace and tranquility, and the lands of N’hir Vhanna will be set free from the reigns of tyranny. And the lands will be merry, and bells shall be rung, for the great heroes have come."

Or at least, that's what should have happened...

And now, the lands of a distant world of friendship and magic harbors one that the N'hirvhannian's fear. One they called the Scourge. Will their lands suffer as did the N'hirvhannians? Will they live in fear with the desolation incarnate? One will never really know.

(Hello! Shroomkin here! I am just a travelling mushroom, here to present thee my first story! I do hope you enjoy it as I have enjoyed writing it. Have a nice day!)