Fall to the Unknown

by Desolatedsabers

Rating: teen
Tags: Comedy, Random, Slice of Life, Alternate Universe
Length: 1615

falling into an unknown place can be scary cant it?

An average guy with a gamers view gets messed with by discord, turned into a pony and realises he has a ton of magic. Idiocy insues. Essentially crack with plot. Rating subject to change.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-10-30 03:53:47 UTC

Low standards of living and a need for hands

Have you ever in your life looked where you shouldn't've?

For Instance, How about looking in a drain pipe despite being told it's dangerous? Or Perhaps in a cave area or a hole in the rocks? What about delving too deep on the internet? Don't pull that

face you know EXACTLY what i mean. This is the story of a man. Well.... not really. I guess this story is more acurately about a man who became a horse... or to be specific a pony.

Follow him as he delves into the world of technicolour horses and tries to find himself, some kindness and maybe some love. OR a way home I dunno I can't see the future i just write this junk

leave me alone ;-;.

ANYWAYs back to the story and back on topic this is a story about a guy who becomes a stallion pony about as big as luna. maybe slightly shorter. And his adventure into the world of wierd

magical horses that inexplicably manage to get themselves into and out of massive ammounts of shit to do with demons, curses, odd chaos gods, and dark magic. His old name isnt impressive

and this other namewas hard enough to come up with. SO follow the story of Moonlight Breaker, from lowly beginnings as a cynical bastard with large magic reserves and a chip on his shoulder,

to a grander future where he's still Just as bad. But with more magic, and maybe a wife. or wives i dunno. ... OH and the ability to nearly curbstomp a dark magic impowered Luna into the ground.

and then collapse in a heap and need to rest for like a day or two. but that'll be a couple chapters in and he'll get stronger. anyways i should get to the story before i ramble off. SO HERE WE GO.

Another night of scrolling through nothing but crap upon crap on the internet. Maybe I should go game. Maybe I Should click this wierd discord poster. It's started chuckling.... I wish to click it

more for an odd reason... oh scive it what've I got to lose right? You'd think nothing but looking back I had a lot to lose but if given another chance to do it over... I wouldn't change a thing but this

is later and you're supposed to be reading about younger me so back to the poster.

"Why is it laughing? posters dont usually have a kikkle at odd things do they?" I asked aloud. then realised I sounded crazy for talking to myself. and then I did it again anyways. "Eh, might as well

click it, see what it is." I proceeded to hover the cursor over it and clicked. And then everything went black.

I woke up in a bramble bush and like a real man, screamed at the first sight of my new appendages, as i had become a black...horse...thing. With a white mane. And then I screamed again

because I was in bramble. yup 100% beef cake right here, so manly. After taking half an hour to extricate myself from the bramble I realised I couldn't see further than twenty feet infront of my face,

so i followed my 'Amazing' sense of direction and promptly found a hut. "Oh yeah, a little cabin in the woods. not like anything's gone  wrong in them before has it?" I realised a few seconds later

I had no better options and it was chilly, so, upon moving closer i called out a rather loud "HELLO?" and was greeted by what I believe was a zebra. That spoke in rhyme. "You are quite an odd

fellow, but I see no reason to bellow, you need my help that  much is true, but why exactly should I help you?" if I didn't hate rhyme before I sure as hell did now, and the ultimatum didnt help settle

matters much. "well miss i'm not particularly skilled but from what i can see of your hut." as i snuck a glance at her hut "you seem to need to go gather some, umm, stuff?" She chuckled and to be

honest it made me feel like a dumbass so I piped up again, rather sarcastically "or I can just find my own way and get eaten by a bear or a wolf or something." Her mouth promptly

shut, and she looked... concerned? I dont know she looked worried like I'd grown a second head or  something. and then the rhymes started again and I inwardly groaned. "i did not mean to

seem so rude, but none seem to like the solitude, this forest is anything but gentle, to walk without a guide you'd have to be mental, so come with me to my hut, and we'll check to see if you

really are a nut." She finished the sentance with a chesire grin and a chuckle, at the moment I felt my cheeks burn in embarrassment, but grudgingly followed her along.

Upon entering her hut I couldn't help but notice all the herbs, spices and the big fricking cauldron in the middle of the floor, and like a dumbass asked her "so are you like, a drug dealer or

something?" and for once, she looked completely insulted , to which I hastily tried to apologise to her before she chucked something at me or threw me into her cauldron. "well young unicorn you're

quite a rude amount of  scorn, I have half a mind to leave you in the storm, for the everfree, in every tree, could rend you asunder in a hail of thorns." I was embarrased for a bit.... and then part of

her sentance clicked. "wait, unicorn? you mean like ... magic and all that?" THAT seemed to stump her.

After a couple hours explaining my story she seemed perplexed, and also rather interested, like a dissectionist looking at a dead rat or frog. it scared me but I grit my teeth and eventually asked

what I could do to learn how to make a spell. She did that annoying chuckle again and told me to watch her hut while she gathered herbs so I plonked on the ground and tried to focus this new

found power of mine. Which in retrospect probably wasnt the best idea cause in fifteen minutes I was massaging a stubbed toe... hoof... thing. "Magic can't be that hard can it? I mean all you've

gotta do is picture in your brain what you want and then force the magic into shape. sounds simple enough. lesse, I want hands so all i've gotta do is close my eyes, make a mental picture and

then make the magic take shape. how hard can it be?" I wasnt expecting an answer to the question and didnt get one physically, but if this Zecora lady's sundial was to be believed it took me over

two hours before I finally got pissy, and used anger to shape my magic.

"I want, to make hands please." nothing, annoyance, repeat. " I Would LIKE, to make hands please" again nothing, minor rage, repeat. " Can i have some bloody hands please?"

AGAIN NOTHING, LARGE AMOUNTS OF RAGE REPEAT. " I WOULD LIKE SOME FUCKING HANDS, NOW!" And like that, a dam burst. out of my forehead. and it nearly ruined Zecora's hut,

flipping bottles, rearranging boxes, even tipping the junk in her cauldron onto the floor. but i had done it, i'd made hands and i could FEEL Them. even if they weren't attached to me.

they were floating infront of my face and I'll be honest, it was creepy. maybe i could give them gloves or something that would cover them[spoiler][/spoiler], but first things first I should try to fix Zecora's stuff before

she gets back. So rearing on my haunches, i tried to command my hands to help clean and promptly felt... nothing. at all.  and I winced, scrambling to try to gain control of the disembodied hands

before she got back and saw how badly damaged her home was. It's a good thing they just floated there or I'd have a much harder time learning to control them. and surprisingly enough it was

easy. up up down down left right left right. I was almost tempted to do a konami code joke there but oh well. it only took half an hour to clean up the mess with my... I guess I'll call the spell

Ashura's gift since it's a whole bunch of hands I can make at will. dependent on magic of course. So with my new spell I smiled. and then my horn had a sharp pain and I winced, wondering what

it was that made me hurt. I also became aware of a large... i guess pool would be the word? inside of me, as if the universe took some water and filled it up with the universe's stars. I had to pull

myself back in before i got lost in it but, it was vast and, and amazing. like staring into a kelaidoscope and then seeing that as real life before bringing it into yourself.

After Zecora got back she gave me a rather nice leather and ... I think it was either cloth or felt coat and showed me the direction of the nearest town, a small place called ponyville. and I

remembered what happens or what has happened. I'll need to find out what day it is and whether Princess Luna is back or not. If not then im before the series starts. if so then i'll need to find out what has happened so far.

End chapter 1