
Because I Can
I bend reality. Or, I did. Sometimes I still do. Anyway, I'm trying not to; it plays hell on my sense of... I dunno, morality? In any case, this is my story... the story of a Marty Stu.
I've been told that I'm a touch... out of touch? I guess it comes from being a Marty Stu, type green, god... whatever you prefer to call my kind. Any way you slice it, reality bends to my will. That means I can do whatever I want. But really, what does that mean? Is anything I do worth doing, if I just snap my fingers and get it right away? I don't think so anymore. I think I need to slow down, and try to get my morals back on track.
Wait, what was I talking about? Sorry, I'm a touch scatterbrained. Let me start at the beginning, when I thought I had made Equestria...
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3 Chapters:
- And That's How Equestria Was Made! 2013-07-28 08:27:18 UTC459
- First Things First 2013-07-28 08:27:24 UTC1646
- A Mid-Afternoon Snack 2013-08-04 08:51:51 UTC3462