I try and try to live a life worth while, while keeping my own skeletons and pains in the darkest parts of my memory. For years I was abused and 'left out in the cold' when it came to my raising to become an adult. Finally, I am free of my father's grasp, I'm done with Collage, my life is finally becoming normal(ish).

In a beautiful morning during a day off of work, my bedroom door is broken into tiny parts, and in the wake is a horse who claims to be the mother of my child and was the woman I fucked in a bar a few weeks ago. Claiming it would be against all laws of her land to not have the father with her so she can keep her crown, she tells me I must come with her back to her world.

During the time I'm there, the ponies I meet, tell me key points, and help me grow more as a person. With my once weak abilities as a low level medium growing more as the magic here gives me a major boost. The spirits of the past come to haunt me, while I learn of immortals who study my moves as they happen. Could it be them putting me into these situations? What kind of new Hell am I going through? With only a few months and a couple of weeks until our wedding, can I survive that long?