
Of Bones and Balloons
My name’s Jared. The last name doesn’t matter anymore.
I used to have a simple life. I worked as a dishwasher to fund my nerdy obsessions, I regularly played Blizzard games (Namely WoW, Diablo 3, and Starcraft 2.), and I talked with a curious interdimensional being calling herself Princess Celestia. Talking to Tia was nice. She actually understood me.
See, I have this weird disorder where I have a really hard time physically expressing emotion, mainly in my face and voice. So I come across as this bland, monotone, rather apathetic guy, when really I’m as lively and happy as everyone else.
Tia was really one of the first people outside of my family (Who I don’t really see much of anymore.) to actually understand me. Something about her being an Empath among other things. Tia wasn’t alone however. There was also this guy called Discord, the self-styled Lord of Chaos. He seemed like a decent guy. Though according to Tia he was only recently “brought back from madness,” whatever that meant.
To get to current events, I’m on my way home from work on a strangely snowy October evening. It’s my birthday actually. (Yes, I was willing to work on my birthday.) Anyway, I’m on my way home, talking with Tia and Discord and having my music going in one ear, when I hear this screeching noise. I look over to see Surprise! there’s a car a foot away from me. The next thing I know, I’m falling though this weird Void with Tia trying to comfort me. Then Discord decided to help. He thought it was a great idea to let me live out a Power Fantasy based on stuff I had on me and stuff he’d seen.
Now.... Now I’m Gul’dan the Gray.... The Fel Necromancer.... and I have a specific group I need to reform...
Just a story I’m doing to let my brain think about something not involved with Eldritch or Death. I may do a couple stories in fact, just to give myself options. Eldritch and Death are my main focuses but I just need to do something a little different. (Even though it’s still a 1st person self-insert.)
New art made by merging the Gul’dan pic I found with another pic I found on Derpibooru. Said Pinkamena pic needed to be cropped to be appropriate for the site.
Additional Tags: Dark, Sad.
Triggers: Gore because Necromancer, Gore because Warlock, Gore because combat, Dark because Necromancer/Warlock/Shadowmancer powers, and Sex because sexual references and possible clop in the future.
Already Featured on 7/19/17 Just.... God damn...
And again on 7/21/17





13 Chapters:
- Falling through the Void 2017-07-18 21:51:37 UTC2057
- Awakening in a New World 2017-07-19 19:30:06 UTC3933
- Time in bed with a Pie 2017-08-03 00:26:13 UTC2662
- Talking and cuddling with a Pie (Warning: Clop) 2017-08-03 19:28:23 UTC3960
- A checkup, a breakdown, and showering with Pinkamena, or We get to know each other better 2017-08-07 20:59:52 UTC5753
- I learn some things about my Marefriend, or fun in the shower with Pinkamena (Warning: More Clop) 2017-08-17 05:10:20 UTC3136
- Back to bed, a talk with Tia, I get some stuff back, and meeting the last Alicorn 2017-08-23 17:12:16 UTC3422
- I Discover Magic! Also, turns out I have more than just a room to stay in. 2017-09-17 20:28:12 UTC2595
- A very awkward dinner 2017-10-11 18:40:57 UTC1277
- Returning to bed with a Pie 2017-11-10 21:17:50 UTC1423
- A Unicorn, A Pegasus, and a needy Earth Pony 2018-03-04 21:04:11 UTC1872
- Lost in thoughts. Some time to think. 2018-09-22 18:07:56 UTC2469
- Sweet Dreams 2018-09-23 19:47:26 UTC1701