It wasn't like I had a choice in the matter of being a savior or even a hero. I never thought of myself as one.

The whole idea of needing to make a choice was the easy part. I don't see myself as important.
Granted there are many who think I am, but in all realism I'm guilty of hating at any given time. Not every second of the day but I resent them for who they are sometimes...
It wasn't something that I wanted to recognize about myself, but the situation demanded me to see if I was someone who was suppose to be a part of their lives.
I wasn't even meant for this world. Misery lead me here, and Misery kept me here. She will forever stay within the deepest parts of my mind. Not because I wanted it, but because I chose to take her in. She lost me once and she found another way to have a grasp on me. I wonder what it would had been like if her plans worked the first time. Would I had been as miserable then, than now? Or was it because I was ripped from everything I knew which made it that much easier for her to make the deal? Why was I lead to believe that the choice was mine to make, when she knew that I wouldn't do anything different?

But after being put in that situation. After seeing who I really am. What I really am. I can't help but think 'Why me? What was the point of me?'.

You're lost. I'm sorry about that; I haven't really had time to work these thoughts out. It's going to be a little muddy here and there, And I know you're going to be lost at certain points. All I ask is for you to be open to the ideas or rather concepts and terms I will be using. To begin with I don't really have a name. I was given quite a few during my travels round Equestria, but I prefer being called Frosted Harvest; Harvey for short. It's the one that feels right. I don't know who I was before, but all I do know was that when she decided to rip me from my reality, I was them, and they were me... Like I said muddy. I digress...
I can let you know these few things about me before I start. I'm a Story Teller by trade. I had a family, my parents are gone, and I have or had a brother, I don't even know if he is with my parents or not... I travel around, I don't have a real home to go back to. I'm a unicorn but I have no idea on how to use magic, I was never given the chance to learn. Lastly I don't have a Cutie Mark, I know it strange, but I'm not concerned, granted I should have gotten mine when I was a foal, but it wasn't the case. Thinking about it now it was kind of obvious on why-

there I go again digressing. Now then. Where to begin.

Author's Note

I thought it would be good to at least give you an idea on how I write, and give you a general idea on who Harvey is.
This is my first FF in general, I'm not asking for you to go easy on me, I prefer critiques, they help me grow. Either way hope your interested enough to stay tuned.

-Blues.