Stop me if you've heard this one: It's raining, and two of the gods you worship pop out of nowhere and send you to Equestria to fight for them. Not only that, but magic is on the line, though not just any magic: Song magic.

Thunderlane's lucky horseshoe was stolen! Who did it and why? Based on the Norse poem of a similar name.

The machines once ruled this land in an age long past. The other races rose up and overthrew them, however, sending the machines to rust in the earth. But now something is waking them up.

Yeah, I was a bad guy, so what? I saved the world, doesn't that count for something? God, I... I guess I just want to finally be at peace. Is that too much to ask?

Dissociative identity disorder. A fable to some, a joke to others, and tragedy to the forgotten mind: That of the dissociated identity.

(Not a Dark Souls crossover, cover image coincidental.) A hero is sent to Equestria at Celestia's behest. What could possibly warrant the summoning of such a powerful warrior during times of peace, and why do these Ponies keep bothering him?

Talking sword? Sure. Talking horses? Bit weird, but okay. Hunters after my head? That's a bit different. So much for the vaunted love and tolerance of the ponies.