(This story's been rejected once already on the grounds that it "Appears to not be related to the Universe".
uh…. it is. The whole pony-world thing doesn't come in until after the prologue. i'll give it another go, and if it passes this time, great. If not, sorry. I'll just go somewhere else.)


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You have lived in a Post-apocalyptic world for months. A routine scavenging run goes bad, and you awaken on a forest floor, alone, and with no idea where you are.