Author's Note

Just in case some of you get confused, I'll give you a rundown of my version of Equestria:

Every creature (Excluding the normal animals) has a human-like form. Ponies are now called Equestrians that are in three different types:

The pegasi, who have wings that are typically hidden. Their magic is used to walk on clouds and use the air around them for flight (E.g- Rainbow Dash is one of the most skilled because of her ability to change the space around her so delicately that she can cut through the sound barrier without whiplash and other repercussions for moving that fast)

The Magic users/ Casters (formerly Unicorns), Who have the most magic out of the three and can use it in any way they want.

And The Groundkeepers/ Earth user (Formerly Earth ponies), Who are known for their lack of ability or flexibility with their magic since they typically use it for things like growing crops or strength.

There is also the Royalty (AKA Alicorns)

Other creatures like Griffons, Yacks, changelings, hippogriffs, and bat ponies (who are now just called nocturnals) are also in human form but with their respectable traits (Bat wings, Insect wings, slitted eyes, eagle wings) Dragons, however, are still in the form of dragons, but some can have both forms when they are younger but they grow out of it at a certain age, these types of dragons are called drakes.

So that's basically the basics of the Equestria in this book. As for why I chose it to be this way, It was because the original idea was to have Autumn (and the rest) to keep her memories when she reincarnated. But I didn't want to do the typical "Oh no~ I'm a pony now. I'll have to learn how to walk and pick stuff up and why I have to eat hay and not mistake 'Fillydelphia' for ' 'Philadelphia' (That last one was a stretch)", and all that junk.

I guess I could have gone with the normal Equestria since I didn't choose that idea...oh well.

Chapter 10

Candy and I make our way to the castle after I explained everything. We were on our way to meet up with Nebula who wanted to talk to us.

"Are you sure you're okay Autumn?" Candy turns to ask me in concern, "Maybe we should stop by the hospital?"

"I'm fine Candy. At least I think so" I reply while checking my own heart, "I don't think this is something we can bring up at the hospital. What would the doctors think if I show up saying that I died?" I laugh it off.

Candy doesn't look convinced, "If you say so"

We walk up to the giant crystal doors. I've never been to the castle by myself, I usually go with my mom, so I was unsure if I should knock or ring some kind of special doorbell. I ignore these thoughts and simply went up to the door and raised my hand to knock. Before I could, however, the door opened.

"Good, you actually came" Nebula sighs after opening the door, "Come in"

We slowly stepped into the giant building, "Thanks for inviting us" I say to him.

"Honestly, you're helping me, so I should thank you" Nebula explains, closing the door and leading us through the halls, "I'm sure you are just as confused as me"

"Confused? not really. Freaked out? Very!" Candy exclaims. Nebula turns to her before addressing me.

"No offense but why is she here? I think this is something that should be kept between us" He continues walking.

"I'll explain that after"

Finally, after many winding halls and many confusing doors, we stop at our destination, the study. Nebula opens the door and closes it behind us.

"So, what do you need to tell us?" I ask.

"You should sit down first." He suggests, "This is a little confusing"

We do as he instructs as he picks up many books and a few vials of strange liquid.

"For starters. I just wanted to say that I am in no way suicidal," He states, "But this isn't the first time"

"First time? for what?" Candy asks.

"My first time dying," He says.

"S-so, you killed yourself before?" I shakingly ask.

Nebula hesitates to answer, "Its the first of many, but I only noticed it last week" He hands me a file, "These are my medical files, my mother has been collecting them for years"

I open up the file and read the papers.

Nebula age 5- broken arm from jumping off his bed
Nebula age 6- Minor head injury from slipping on ice
Nebula age 6- A rather large rash on his b-

The paper is snatched away from me before I could finish reading it. Nebula clears his throat.

"These don't really matter," He fixes his glasses before pointing to the last few pages, "Start from nine years old"

"You were really clumsy when you were younger" Candy whistles. She somehow got the paper back and was reading its contents, "How did that rash even get there...and there?"

He snatches the paper once again. I continue reading where he told me too.

Nebula age nine- Fallen out of a large tree. Remained unconscious for a long period of times before waking up.
Nebula age nine- Major head injury, including bleeding. Remained unconscious for 24 hours
Nebula age ten- Allergic reaction to strawberries. Lost consciousness from lack of air.

And the list got even worse from there. I began to notice Xs on some of the more serious injuries.

"I see you noticed," Nebula says as he holds Candy back from reading about his younger self, "The ones with Xs next to them are the most important ones here"

"So, does that mean?" I hesitate to answer.

"Yes, those are all the times that I have died," He reveals, causing even Candy to go still, "I'm not completely sure, but most of those times where I lost consciousness I definitely should not have survived. And I didn't"

"So you already died-" I stop to count the list, "-four times. Five times if you include this morning"

"Actually, make it ten" He adds.

"What?"

"Those are only the ones that have been reported or witnessed" He walks over to another shelf and pulls out a book, "These are the ones that I have collected myself"

July 27th- A few weeks ago I've fallen from the top shelf of my study while getting a book. The fall was at least twenty to twenty-five feet directly on my head. After years of multiple concussions and major head injuries, I should have died. And yet I lived. Further research is needed.

August 2nd- I've taken multiple doses of sleeping pills and I've come in contact with multiple different poisonous plants. I've passed out a few times but I'm still alive.
Conclusion: Immunity to poison

September 18th- I haven't eaten since the eighteenth of August. It has been an entire month since then. Enduring the hunger pains was not an easy task and hiding it from my mother wasn't either but I managed.
Conclusion: Cannot die from malnutrition, hunger, or dehydration

September 20th- A crushed windpi-

"I've read enough," My voice cracked when I said this as I closed the book and shoved it back into his arms.

"What did it say?" Candy asks.

"Why..." I start, "Why did you do all of that to yourself? You said you weren't suicidal, but you still tried all of those things, and put yourself in so much pain, and for what?!"

Candy flinched at my sudden outburst, but Nebula stayed indifferent.

"I fail to understand why you're getting so upset," He says, sounding like some kind of robot.

"What is wrong with you?" I glare at him, "Do you want to die that badly?"

"I told you I'm not suicidal"

"Then what would you have done if you actually died?"

"What could I have done, I'd be dead"

"Aren't you hurt, or even scared?"

"I don't know, maybe"

I step back in shock, "You- what?"

"When I was younger I was diagnosed with SPD (Schizoid personality disorder)" He explains, "It means I have trouble feeling or even showing most if any emotions. So please forgive me If I'm not sobbing while telling you about my horrible experiences with death"

"You say that but I clearly heard the sarcasm in your voice," Candy says from the side.

Nebula glances at her before looking back at me, "You haven't explained why she's here yet"

"Oh yeah. I almost forgot," I clear my throat, "We have the answers you've been looking for"

The young prince lifts his head a bit, showing a bit of interest, "Continue"

"You might not believe us right away, and it may be hard to believe at all-"

"-We were from another world, from different bodies, and different names and everything, except my name. We died there and now we're here and we have to fight a guy named Typhon with our weird-kinda-zombie bodies" Candy cuts in.

"..." Nebula didn't say anything.

"Candy!" I hissed at her, "We were supposed to explain in a way where he can understand, not make it sound like some kind of fantasy story!"

"But It would have taken foreverrrr~" She whines, "This way is a lot faster"

"But he's never going to believe us now-"

"Alright, I believe you," He says suddenly, standing up from his seat.

" "What?" " Candy and I say in unison.

"I said I believe you," He repeats, "What do we do now?"

"Well that was easy" Candy deadpans.

"Wait, why do you believe us. I mean it's good that you do, but you're just going to believe us like that?" I tilt my head.

"To be honest, I thought there was something weird about you" He gestures to me.

"Me?"

"You're a pegasus, your mom is a pegasus and your dad is a pegasus too" He puts his hand under his chin, "But you have a lot of magic in you. And it's not the usual pegasus magic, it's like a Caster but still different"

"That's like what your uncle said" Candy whispers to me.

"We've already found out about that too, but I'll explain it in better detail later," I pick my bag up, "I hope it'll be this easy for the others too"

"I doubt it, the other three don't seem to have the kind of understanding that I do," Nebula says as he puts away his books.

I sigh before I realize something, "Wait a second!" I grab Nebula's arm, "You said the other three, does that mean you have your memories?"

"No," He says plainly, "Your story sounds a lot like I dream I used to have" He puts another book on the shelf in front of him, "Living in someone else's body, dying and then coming back as who we are now. It's not uncommon to have dreams about a lost memory"

If he remembers the dream too, then that means the rest have to of had the same dream, which means that they know who they are but they just think it was a dream! This is-

"This is great!" Candy exclaims.

"Are we thinking about the same thing, Candy?" I ask while beaming. I knew I couldn't be the only one who thought of-

"You have all six volumes of 'The great dessert race', all the way up to volume six 'The sun, sand, and giant sugar crystals'!" She holds up a book, "You have to let me borrow this!"

I facepalm