He The Almighty

Chapters

Ch 1: He can be Boned < Old Chapter > (Don't read)
Ch 2: My name is... < Old Chapter > (Don't read)
Ch 3: Let there by light? < Old Chapter > (Don't read)
I'm sorry
Ch 5: Wonder's < Old Chapter > (Don't read)
Ch 6: Theories < Old Chapter > (Don't read)
Ch 7: Divine Family < Old Chapter > (Don't read)
Ch 8: The Start Of A New Life < Old Chapter > (Don't read)
Ch 9: I think, I told Her Too Much < Old Chapter > (Don't read)
Ch 10: HE Is Awake < Old Chapter > (Don't read)
Ch 11: That Was Rather Unexpected < Old Chapter > (Don't read)
Ch 12: I can't < Old Chapter > (Don't read)
Prologue
Chapter 1: A Rough Beginning
Ch 4: Two Options < Old Chapter > (Don't read)
Very Important Question

Ch 1: He can be Boned < Old Chapter > (Don't read)

It was a hard day for him; he worked for over 10 hours on his laptop for a presentation for the firma. Tomorow was supposed to be his day when he finally gets a promotion, and be finally gaining enough money to maybe by a new house in the future. He would also start finally doing something he always wanted to do but couldn’t.

He was a 23 years old male with blond hair and blue eyes, he was going to the gym 2 times in the week for 3 hours . He was muscular but wasn’t a blob of muscles like some guys, he was rather slim, and he got nice abs and biceps. He had a scar under his right eye, when one time a wolf attacked him and almost made him blind on his right eye. He was one point nine meters tall and he was happy with it, he liked playing games and reading fantasy novels like: Silmarillion, Lord of the Rings, Game of Thrones, and Harry Potter etc.

He liked war films and documents, he wasn’t like others and liked to party hard but when he did, he was the king the same with talking, he didn’t talk much but when he did, then no one could stop him. He was a history guy, and liked to travel around the world and met new people and attends carnivals and their holiday to have a nice day.

He knew 3 languages and one of them was his mother language. He studied law and economy and he liked to play strategy games like Civilization franchise or Geopolitical simulator, Hearts Of Iron three and four. He then because of this games started to learn on his own with the help of a friend that was a teacher of political science, he started to learn about geopolitics and what is a state, ideologies.

One time he was sitting on his sofa and playing some games, he then proceeded to watch a film and he thought that a great idea would be to watch a comedy or something simillar. He has chosen the film „Bruce almighty” . He watched how the journalist was next to the bakery, then when he was fired and he looked for a job and met Morgan Freeman that later granted him God powers.

He watched the film and when it was time when it ended he wished that he would have such powers but sadly it was impossible, he then considered if he had enough time for some fun. He looked at the clock and he saw that it was already 2 AM. He closed the browser and power point, he was ready to turn off his PC, but a certain folder got his attention

The folders name was “Fanfiction ideas and pics” of course his fanboyism on fanfiction was too big to get rid of and he wished that one of his ideas would actually come true. He then would get away from all the problems he has here, but thinking like that only would make him more problems and he worked hard for tomorrow.

So he turned off his PC and changed his clothes to a pajama and went to sleep, he was thinking if even something like that would be possible. To suddenly appear in the world of bleach or LOTR having the powers of God that can do anything, any time and where he wants. Maybe the world of dreams will give him what he wants.

The world of dreams didn’t give him anything other than a dream he couldn’t remember, when he wanted to stand up all he was greeted with was the smell of animals and fur all around him. His bed wasn’t as comfortable as he remembered, and he definitely didn’t have a window next to his bed to shine light on him. He could feel the wind on his face, and the sound of little steps on the floor. He slowly opened his eyes and his gaze was met with a strange sealing as if made out of wood.

He tried to look around and stand up, but all he could do was to shift his head on the sides because apparently he was stuck in the bed. Something was holding him captive with a rope. He could feel the strange material as made out of grass. He shifted his head on the right and saw a table, a chair and a couple of cages and sleeping birds next to a window. He then shifted his head on the right to see a wall.

“W-What the hell?” He asked while looking around and slowly starting to panic.

He now was struggling to get out from wherever he is and go home. He wanted to get free and with his muscle strength he wanted to somehow tear the rope apart and be free finaly. But it didn’t work, so he had to look for something sharp, like a knife or for a key to cut the rope. He looked around for a couple of minutes but found nothing. He then saw a bird on the window next to him on the left wall. The bird looked at him and was making bird sounds. He never saw a bird like this or at least didn’t hear about one that had red eyes and was the size of an eagle while being similar to a sparrow.

He looked at the bird and the bird did the same, he then as if it would do anything begins to talk to the bird. But such an idea would be nothing useful, he was probably going to be raped or killed and held captive until someone doesn’t get his cash.

“Help me…” he said and the bird looked at him and after a few seconds immediately lunched itself and started to peck the rope he was tied with to the bed.

Of course he jumped at that and he watched with winded eyes what was happening. The bird was actually helping him when he asked for it. This was so impossible but at the same time it was so realistic, he could feel everything, the claws of the bird on his skin and how the rope was making him uncomfortable.

‘No way it actually worked’ he thought

But then other animals begin to gather around his bed, and they were picking up some garbage and throwing it at the bird that was helping him in his escape. Well, it wasn’t a nice thing, and he definitely was held captive by the animals he was actually surprised that they were so smart. Most of them were bunnies and he actually also saw a weasel there.

“Stop!” He yelled at the animals and they immediately stopped throwing as if he just gave them an order, but he continued „Go away”

The animals did what he has told them to do. The bird actually did to, he saw as the bird flew away and then he looked at the rope and that it was damaged. He now with his muscle strength could tear the rope apart and get the hell out of here. He stood up and immediately the blanket covering him fell of him.

He looked at himself and indeed at least he was in his body, and because he was naked makes him even more uncomfortable. Was he raped? Or maybe was he used for something? All the cults on the street where he lives would possibly do this to him, his neighbors fined him strange because he didn’t have a girlfriend, or someone and he was pretty handsome actually. Even the wife’s of some friends in his work like him and were attracted by him.

“I need some clothes.” He said and something just as if fell and hit the floor.

He turned around and he was shocked to death he even fell because the jump he did from the shock. In front of him were some clothes, jeans and socks on the floor, he slowly grabbed the T-shirt. It was a red T-Shirt with no words or decorating letters on it, he then proceeded with grabbing the jeans and they were normal jeans. The same was with the socks they were normal white socks nothing wrong about them.

He debated if he should put them on; everything here was strange and unrealistic. Was he dreaming? He remembered only going to sleep and now was he actually dreaming? So many questions to answer. But he won’t go out while being naked, so he decided to put the clothes on. When he finally was wearing them he still needed some boots.

“Wonder if I will get some boots.” He said to himself in a whisper and indeed he did get some.

He was gifted with Roshe from Adidas in white color; he again couldn’t believe that something just appeared with a falling sound as if it just did fall from heaven. He decided to put them on too and be ready to get the hell out of the place where he currently is. But something very unpleasant just happened, he started hearing voices and steps outside the window.

“Fuck” He cursed but continued “I need to hide or escape somehow” He said in a whisper to himself.

He started to look for a hiding spot anywhere in this house or rather cottage, he saw a wardrobe but it was too small for him. He then tried to hide under the bed but he was too big for it he would definitely be seen anyway. He could always suddenly run past them and try to call the police or something.

He needed to do something he won’t be held here captive for long. The best plan would be if he just would jump out the window, while they will be getting inside. He looked out the window and saw some tress and very beautiful looking meadow. It seemed so cartoon looking, as if he just was in a child book or something, but he had to do something escape this prison and get home.

So he searched around the home for something that will help him, he found an empty cage some food a knife and a couple of spoons. He sat on the sofa and prepared for the visit and he planned. He used the rope to do a little trap so that they can trip and fell on it while he will throw the cage at the person behind them, and use the spoons as a distraction. The knife however will be if he has to use violence and lethal force in self-defense.

-----Outside the cottage----

“C’mon Fluttershy it can’t be you found him naked in the forest” a girl with a very confident voice said

She wore some pair of jeans and a white T-Shirt, she was around 20 years old and she also had a pair of sport boots. Actually her outfit was sportswear, her breasts were a coup A or B and she had rainbow hair and a tail. Her skin was cyan blue color and her eyes were a little too big compared to her head, she also had a muzzle and overall she looked like human-Horse hybrid with wings on her back

“But I did and he wasn’t moving just sleeping…I think” Also a girl said with a very soft voice as if whisper

This girl had a coup D at least and she had pink hair ,while her skin color was butter yellow and she also had to big eyes for a creature like her. She wore a drees that was red color and a hat that was used when the sun was shining to bright. Over all she was the same species like the cyan.

“I doubt that an ape with no fur would be just in the forest” Said another girl this time much older than the others

She was at least 26 and her breast size were a coup C and she wore a very nice looking outfit today, with also a hat but far more expensive looking with a ribbon on top of it. Her skin color was dark white or a very light grey color, and her hair ware very dark violet and from the look of it she had spent at least an hour-if not more-in making them. She was also the same species as them, but the only difference was that she had a horn on her head

“Maybe it’s a minotaur with no horns” said a very young creature.

He was a dragon and was 4 feet tall and he was purple color with some of scales being green. He didn’t wear any clothes and was currently holding hands with the far older then him person with dark violet hair. He like others too had to big eyes compared to his head and body.

“Don’t be ridiculous spike, maybe he is just a species that we didn’t know yet!”

Stated a lavender colored girl that had a horn on her head like the other one, she also had a coup C sized breasts and her hair were deep blue with a single line of lavender on them. She was wearing some casual clothes and the only thing that was different from the others, was that she also had wings like the cyan girl.

“I will throw him a “Welcome to Ponyvile party” and we will become good friends for ever and ever!” exclaimed a very excited person

The voice belonged to a pink girl that was wearing some shorts and she was a little fat but rather then that she seemed was pretty. She had also a coup C sized breasts and her hair were also pink like her skin only a little darker. She wore a light jersey even thou it was summer and some short jeans.

“And what if he is already awake in your house?” Asked the cyan girl now in the air

The yellow like butter one answered „Well…probably, Discord has already took care of him”

“Well let’s hope he didn’t scare him or something, knowing Discord he likes to play and do some nasty pranks” Said the lavender girl

“Well he promised to take a form of a bird not scare him with his appearance…I think he said he will be a sparrow or something.” Answered Flutershy

“Its not like I don’t trust Discord but…well, he may not keep that promise I think” Said the eldest of them

Now they were in front of the cottage belonging to the yellow like butter, pink haired girl that looked like an anthropomorphic pony. The cyan girl landed on the ground like a boss and the other just got in line behind the yellow one. She was looking for the key to her house and when she started to unlock the door for some reason something in them was saying and convince them that thy should go away. But the feeling as quick as it did come so quick did it also go away when Fluttershy opened the door.

She stepped in and after the 3rd step she fell over something, the lavender girl quickly run up to help her get up but she was hit with a metal cage for birds. The next girl was the cyan one had an offensive position and she was ready to strike anyone that just hurt her friends, but she was greeted with 2 spoons in her face that hit her strong enough to break her nose.

“Rainbow!” shouted the eldest of them and run up to her friend to help her but something in red just pushed her away and she fell down.

“Where do y-“ the dragon was cut off when he was also pushed from the way of the wearing red clothes creature that now was running toward the meadow and then possibly to Ponyvile.

But PinkiePie saw everything and she already has taken action by appearing right in front of the attacker. He of course stopped and fell over and he quickly tried to get up but he couldn’t, he looked at his legs and somehow they were tied up. But something like that wasn’t enough to hold him, and pinkie saw it and jumped at him holding him with all her might and strength, until he will give up.

But he didn’t, the rope on the other hand have gave up and was tore apart and for some reason the “attacker” was surprised by this and Pinkie was to. He then did a judo move and Pinkie had to let go of him. But he saw that the purple one and yellow one with the cyan girl were flying toward him. So he picked up Pinkie and he has thrown her right at the lavender one. He then proceeded to run as fast as he could but he was tackled from the side by the cyan girl ,that not only landed on him in a uncomfortable position ,but also he had his hand placed where he never should have placed it.

The cyan girl begin to blush but he was stronger in that kind of fight and he tossed her away from him and he begin again, this time he was running as fast as his legs could give him. The only person now able to stop him was the yellow one.

----The Humans POV---

‘WTF WTF WTF WTF!’ he screamed in his head while running like he was just racing with his worst enemy for a girl or a the last beer in the shop

He just met some kind of weird anthropomorphic animals that looked like they were a hybrid of a pony and of a human, and what was even more weird for him was that they were actually pretty and cute looking. Of course he will probably be running and he will be wanted for a good amount of time. Not only had his hand on that rainbow haired or mane’d…girls breast. He will be wanted, and no fucking way he isn’t going to jail. He could see her blush when she was on him, he would probably also but he wasn’t into bestiality.

He saw a lonely tree in the center of the meadow, he decided that he will rest there for a minute or two in the shadow to regain some stamina, and again run toward the first city he will encounter. So he was now running up a small hill toward the tree and when he finally arrived he immediately sit down in the shadow to regain some strength before continuing.

He also had time now to think about what the hell happened, so first he has awoken in probably animals lover cottage. Then he has thrown a cage on one of them and he continued with a spoon throw at the cyan one that hates him now. He pushed two of them and one was looking like a fucking mini dragon. And he was fighting the pink one that somehow tied his legs with a rope that was indestructible.

‘But then…I wanted the rope to tear apart’ He thought and reminded himself how he wanted the rope to be destroyed.

It was very strange,when he wanted to receive some clothes to wear because he didn’t want to go out naked he wished for them and they appeared. The same was with his boots ,he wanted them so he received them. This was very strange he made the animals go away, he made the bird help him and he made the rope break apart when he wished for it. He didn’t know why but he felled that if he wished for a Pepsi appear in front of him it actually will.

‘I can try’ He thought and closed his eyes and reached his hand forward and he wanted a can of pepsi to appear in his hand, he also wanted it to be cold and with no sugar in, but it has to taste as if it had sugar in it. When he was done he felt that indeed he was holding something, something made out of metal. He opened his eyes and a Pepsi was in his hand and it was cold.

He slowly looked at it as if he was holding giant diamond in his hand, he then proceeded to open the Pepsi and it did make the ‘Tsst’ sound while opening. He then stared to drink the Pepsi and indeed it did taste like a regular Pepsi you can buy in the shop or any other supermarket. He then looked at the back where the ingredients were written and looked for sugar and there was no sugar on it!

Now he was smiling, the last thing he remembered was when he was going to sleep and nothing more. Maybe he had amnesia or something for a while and didn’t remember what he did that night before going to bed? A question he wants an answer to , but he won’t receive an answer just now.

When he was finished with the Pepsi he looked into the sky and saw some black smoke coming from somewhere ,he hoped it’s a nearby village where these things that he encountered were not living. Or else he would abuse the hell out of his Pepsi spawning power by throwing the cans and maybe even bottles at them.

“Please lord, let there be only humans” he said to himself and now started again running toward the smoke

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Ch 2: My name is... < Old Chapter > (Don't read)

----Mane six----

Rainbow dash was now sitting in her friends cottage with crossed arms, while twilight was in inspecting the ropes that he was tied to bed with.Fluttershy was looking for discord somewhere around here and rarity with spike were looking at each other as if they had something to tell each other.PinkiePie was doing her Pinkie stuff, she somehow found ice cream with vanilla icing.

Rainbow dash was thinking how the strange but similar to them creature and there was no doubt it was a he, just as if it was normal had his hand on her breast. She blushed when thought about that, and here she thought Soarin was turning into a pervert slowly. How did she even allow something like this to happen?

‘Why?!’ she cried out in her head while still blushing and hiding her face.

Twilight was using all kinds of magic to find put where did he get the clothes and why was he tied to the bed when Fluttershy said that he wasn’t? Discord had something to do with it, and she was sure that it was the case. However Discord couldn’t have clothes like that and he was a Draconequus so they would be too small, so how did he get the clothes? Did he summon them or something, and what’s worse there was no magic in the air and she couldn’t also detect that any was used.

‘That’s very strange’ Twilight thought when she was ready with the room and bed where he was lying on.

She was now thinking what a threat he can be if he can use magic that even she can’t detect and what trouble he my cause, besides the power he got and the planning he did with the cage and spoons said that he was a good tactician as if he was a soldier or someone like that. Who knows maybe Princess Celestia will help her in any way.

Rarity was concerned about the fashion the clothes of the thing that they encountered was, it’s not like she was disgusted but she didn’t like that plain red T-Shirt it was horrible and the pants she can understand but the boots were quite cool looking she has to use such an color patent for later.

Spike was worrying about rarity and how she seemed concerned about something, he was ready to s something like”hey…if something is bothering you, just tell me.I’m here for you” and he would end this line with a smile so that he can give her the courage to speak. Besides he was angry that someone did dare actually to push her, or even touch his precious rarity in such a brutal manner.

Fluttershy was flying around the forest and her cottage while looking for discord for good 10-15 minutes, she didn’t yet find him but something was telling her that he was close so she was looking for him to get an explanation why was the strange non pony tied to his bed. She is going to have a nice talk tonight with Discord about what he has done.

‘Where are y-‘ her thoughts were cut off when she saw a very similar shadow belonging to someone very close to her

Apparently the person or rather the someone named the “Lord of Chaos” was behind a tree and from the look if it he had his head hanging for some reason, Fluttershy saw this and landed gently on the ground so that discord won’t hear her. She approached the tree from behind but as if this was a book or film she stepped on a stick. And her plan was ruined; Discord quickly snapped his fingers and Fluttershy now found herself in a cage floating in midair.

Then she heard how Discord again snapped his fingers and appeared before her with a frown but when he saw who it was, his frown disappeared and a giant smile begging for forgives appeared on his face. Of course Fluttershy looked at with with crossed arms waiting for him get her down and that he can excuse himself why he did what, and he knew already why she was here but he had something very important to tell her.

So he snapped his fingers and Fluttershy found herself on the ground and Discord was in front of her, she was about to say something but discord put his hand against her muzzle. She of course was angry that he did something like this but when he did that this meant there was a problem. And by “problem” she meant something powerful that can endanger Equestrians she just took a deep breath with her nose and nodded to him and he let go of her muzzle.

“This creature that you found is extremely powerful; he made me do something against my will. „Discord said and Fluttershy was in big shock

This was very unbelievable that that thing-she didn’t like to use “thing”- made him do something against his will, maybe the thing how Discord called him or rather he wasn’t sure of his power. But this sounded very stupid so she just let hear the rest of what Discord wanted to share with her because she has to tell twilight about this, the best thing would be if Discord told twilight herself about it.

“I tied him to the bed because...”he saw how Fluttershy was now angry but he continued nether the less “…Because I was jealous so I tied him to the bed and well whe-“ he was cut off by Fluttershy now asking him something very important

“Why were you jealous Discord?” She asked in a very soft voice and Discord begin to blush and sweat nervously, but she saw this and understood very well why now.

She took a few steps and now she was close to him, she hugged him and started to pet him as if he was a scared bunny. Her hands were soft and the smell of her shampoo invaded his nose, driving him into almost a sleep. He returned the hug and they both for a moment closed their eyes and enjoyed the birds singing in the forest not so far away from her home.

But Discord broke the hug and continued the story-Thanks but when he woke up , well he tried to get away. But he couldn’t and then he looked around and saw me.”He finished and waited for Fluttershy to nod in approval that she is following up

“But then he just said normal words, I couldn’t sense any magic in them. He just said as “Help me” as if he didn’t believe saying this would help him…and something in me just made me help him I as a bird started to peck the rope then the animals came and they started throwing stuff at me because they also were jealous and he said “Stop” and we all stopped, I stopped pecking the robe and your animals to throw thing a me” He finished to take a breath into his lungs and continued with the story

“He then said that they shall go away, but I think it also affected me because I flew away” He said and now Fluttershy was concerned about her animals, how could she forget her friends!

“W-Where are they, are they safe the animals Discord say that you took care of them” She asked him and discord indeed did take care of them he pointed at the little hole in the ground where the animals were sleeping.

Fluttershy let out a sigh of relief, she was happy that he has taken care of her little friends. She had to tell Twilight about what the strange creature did to Discord and from what she understood indeed the creature didn’t probably know what skill he possess. But at least he speaks her language so this means that he is not a animals but someone intelligent.

“Discord you need to tell twilight about this because he escaped” When Fluttershy said the last words discord immediately picked her up and placed her on his back.

And with that he flew with her to her cottage, it was rather quick and he was there in a minute. When they were already inside Fluttershy expected someone to demand to make Discord talk and all, but she saw no one was in her home only a latter on the bed that she put her “guest“. She picked up the letter that Twilight had written to leave her a message that they are going back to Ponyvile to await her brother to come in aid.

------Human------

‘Holy…shit’ he thought when he was spying the town from a small bush that was big enough for him, apparently he was dreaming or he actually was transported into a world full of anthropomorphic ponies. Not only they are next to a school that was on fire but also they were trying to put the fire down and it didn’t work quite well. He did see what was going on and that a pony Pegasus that had strange derpy looking eyes and nice blond hair was trying to get into the building.

‘Is she insane or something’ He asked himself when he saw how the stallions were trying to hold her while the fire ponies were putting the fire down.

The pony Pegasus was gray color and had very beautiful blond long hair and gold like coins eyes and she was crying trying to get into the school. He had a bad feeling that inside of the school there were some students cut off by the fire and she was the mother of one of them. He also assumed she was a mailman or rather a mailgirl or mailmare in this case.He would gladly help but he feared that if he will get to close they might see him and think that he set the school on fire or something.

'Should I…' he thought about going there and helping the ponies in their struggle

He looked at his hands and then thought about how he made all this things like spawning the Pepsi in his hand and all, for now most things he wished for appeared or happened. When he was heading towards the village he fell and he got hurt in the knee, so he wanted the pain and injury to disappear and in a second or even quicker it actually did.

“Concentrate, Jeff maybe it will work” he said to himself and with all the experience and games he played he wished for the wings from Saint’s row:Gat out of Hell,he also wished to be resistant to fire and not to feel the heat.

He touched his back and felled no wings there; he sighted and was done with all of this. This was very unlikely to happen but he remembered that when Gat wanted to jump then the wings appeared. So he tried to jump as high as he can and indeed then the wings did appear. He touched is back and he could feel the feathers, and he could feel his hand. It was very strange to have wings of an angel, but when he stopped trying to jump the wings didn’t disappear. Now they were part of his body but he tried to unsummon them and they did disappear in a tiny boom of light. He again touched his back and he didn’t feel them.

Now he was smiling, if this happened and now he can fly or at least he hopes so, he can also be resistant to fire and not feel its warmth. He will gladly help the ponies in fighting in their struggle; as long as they won’t imprison him for being a difference race.Becouse then this would be completely racist.He was about to go there but something very weird happened, he stared to hear a girls voice in his head calling for help.

“Please help us.” A young girl pleaded she was around 12 maybe 13 years old, but the plead continued “If there is an angel or someone else that hears this…please help me and my friends”

He was looking around but found no one this voice of the girl, as if she was praying or begging for help. He grabbed his head it was a strange thing to have, he heard about people hearing voices but this was just weird and very uncomfortable. But then the same girl’s voice returned and she was now explaining where she is, and indeed this information did shock him.

“School in ponyvile…we are trapped here” she said and her voice was now becoming a whisper but the more the girl was in trouble the more she believed and he just couldn’t feel sorry for the girl in the school. But the last words did break his blank face and he summoned his wings and now was ready to fly to the village.

So he jumped into the air while flapping his wings and when he was at least 10 meters high he flapped his wings and shoot out forward, it was strange to fly but he felled like he has done this before and that the wings are like legs only separate. He expected to fall a couple times but he was actually good at its he flapped his wings 2 more times and he did get a good amount of speed.

He was flying pretty fast even without flapping his wings to often and he kind of more like glided then flew to the city but having wings like that could be used to glide, he didn’t saw their color yet but they were probably like from the game. Burned a little on the tips and there and there. And if not he didn’t care the awesome burned color can be even pink because it just looks awesome.

He started to be above first houses and he saw as some of the citizens were looking up on him and pointing on him, he however didn’t bother and he was flying towards the school. He saw how the building was burning and it didn’t look so unfamiliar, and he promised that he isn’t going back to any school in his life ,and now he is. But the girl in this village named Ponyvile needed help and somehow he heard this as if she praying or something, the horse pun thou was just so intense he shivered when he reminded himself where he was.

When he landed before the school all the stallion and mares were looking at him, they didn’t see something like him and he was now standing with magnificent white wings that every Pegasus would be jealous of in front of the school. But then he did something unexpected to all the citizens and firestallions,he jumped and flapped his wings once and it had enough force to make him jump and hold onto a window.

“H-Hey what are you doing get down from there!” one of the firestallions shouted

He ignored him and opened the window with a very man like punch, when he entered he now was greeted by flames if not even plasma burning everything there is, so he started looking for the girl that probably was a anthropomorphic ponie.He didn’t know her name so he just started asking if anyone is in here but no one responded, so he started to search throu the burning hallway that had some entrances to probably different classrooms.

He kicked the first door open and flames started to attack him, but he was unharmed but he had to close his eyes either way because it was scary to see something like that. The flames were like air for him, they weren’t hot and he didn’t have any burned skin. He kicked another door and he was greeted with the same thing…nothing

And he opened and looked in every classroom there was, but there wasn’t anybody in there. He again begin to yell and ask if anyone is in here and thanks to his good hearing he could actually hear someone cry out for help, However this pony was on a different level of the building so he had to go down. But when he fined the staircase they were blocked with wood and bricks, so he had to use force to get rid of them.

He tried to kick away the junk but he didn’t have enough power, he had to do something to make them go away. He looked around and found a hammer, how did a hammer appear in a school for little kids? He didn’t know but when the ponies come he will surely have a talk with them about tools like that I schools. He tried to do something with the hammer but it didn’t work, then he thought about a fantasy\ strategy game called “Warhammer Total War” and he thought about Emperor Karls Franz’s warhammer that he used.

He did have to wait long when the hammer in his hand turned into exactly the weapon he wanted it to change, he could see the golden hammer in his hand and how it was glowing with a white light. It was truly a very nice dream he was having about this world of anthropomorphic ponies. Or at least he hoped this was a dream.

But he didn’t have much time, so he grabbed the hammer in both of his hand and hit all the junk in front of him. Other than knocking him back against a wall he also accidently did make the stair collapse and now he had to jump. Of course he wasn’t happy about it but if this can happen then when he wishes to land safe and perfectly ,he will land safe and perfectly.He then of course wanted the hammer to turn normal and it did

He looked at the stairS and he imagined that when he will jump he will land with his left leg on the 3rd step and with right one he will land on the 4th one,and with hope that it will work he jumped with closed yes and when he finally met with the stairs he opened his eyes and indeed he landed as he pleased.

“Where are you!” he shouted whe he was now on the lower level

This was even worse than the higher one, here fire was swallowing everything. How was this building not collapsing was a mystery to everyone on the outside and to him, the biggest mystery was if the girl will hear his yell and respond to him. He hoped he will get a response and if not then he can try to force one and see if it will work, but for his lick a response arrived and met with his ears.

“Here in the wardrobe!” the same girl that was pleading for help just yelled from indeed a wardrobe that was on the other end of the hallway

‘Great’ he approached the wardrobe but then he heard a crack under him “Oh FUCK ME!” and the floor under him gave up but with a god like recovery he grabbed a piece of the floor thath started to crack.

“Don’t you dare break wood!” he shouted at the piece of plank and it stopped to crack and then he with his other hand grabbed the piece of wood and got up

Now that he was actually safe he approached the wardrobe and took a dep breath that had to much smoke in it but somehow it didn’t affect him. He opened the wardrobe and then he saw the girl that he looked for the entire time. She had a horn on her head and was wearing a dress like the yellow one but without a hat and the color was green rather than red.However the girl jumped and started to hug him, he of course let her because he thought it was from happiness until she gave him a kiss on the buccal. He know knew why she did that and he grabbed her looked into her golden eyes and said

“NO…ok? No means NO” he said in a very serious tone and she just nodded and sked him

“Who are you…are you the angel?” She asked him and he had to respond

He didn’t like to lie but in this situation he had to “Y-Yes I heard your plead…but anyway I will make you fall asleep and when we land you will wake up immediately, deal? „He asked and the unicorn answered with a nod

So he just poke her nose and wanted her to fall asleep after this gesture, and indeed she has fallen asleep. If this was a book, it would probably get hated for pedophilia or something. But thanks to his amazing power of will and wanting it won’t turn into one that has some. He located a window and now holding the girl tight, he begin to run and when he will met with the window he will just jump out ,and the wood will be like nothing. He hoped it will work and when he was close enough he jumped with his wings protecting him and the girl from the glass ,that now cut his wings.

He of course landed safely and with no major injuries and the girl indeed did wake up immediately when he landed on the ground. He didn’t even have to make her wake up, he located the probably mother that was now flying toward him and her. So he let the girl run to her mother to and they met and hugged each other with all the love.

He looked around and saw the 5 ponies and the dragon looking at him with disbelief, and behind them there was a giant chimera looking at him as if he wanted to punch him right in the guts. He wanted to run, but he was tired so he just decided to get on his knees and have his hands in the air. And with that the ponies’ dragon and the giant chimera were approaching him, slowly but they were approaching him.

However the lavender one with the cyan from earlier that was looking at him as if she wanted some D for some reason, flew to him and landed before him at least a meter away. He was just breathing heavily and wanted to get the flavor of dust and ash out of his mouth. They looked at each other before the yellow one arrived and with a smile did a few steps forward and ended the silence

“H-Hi…” she said and Jeff responded politely

“Hello” he said and gulped heavly and the yellow one was now looking nervous but still she had the smile

“M-My name i-is Fluttershy and these are my best friends” she pointed at the and he looked at them with a normal expression.

“Hi” the lavender one started “My name is Twilight Sparkle” she said and nodded that he understand and then the cyan girl approached

“M-My name is Rainbowdash…jerk” the last word she said with a whisper but jeff heard what she said and responded

“I like you to…” he said and looked at them the cyan one wanted to say something but she didn’t.After a small amout of silence the lavender one asked him something

“What’s your name?” she asked and he politely responded

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Ch 3: Let there by light? < Old Chapter > (Don't read)

Twilight was doing research on him, she didn’t feel any magic coming from him. All she was somehow attracted by Jeff that apparently was a “Human“. Of course Lyra assumed this first when she saw him, she was now running towards them as if she was about to witness the best thing in her entire life. Of course the “Human” was a mythological race that was ruling the lands of Equestria before the pony tribes even united and started to fight with the humans for land. This is what the legends told, but it was also said that humans were travelers from a different world.

Twilight really wanted to know more about this “Human” or if even he is a human. Of course she doubted that he is one, but something was telling her by the expression he had that it can be the truth. She looked over to Rainbow Dash that was looking at him with crossed hands, as if he has done something bad. She then looked at Fluttershy that was nervously biting her finger nails; she was probably thinking how to apologize for Discords behavior.

She looked behind and saw that the rest of the crew was coming, but Discord looked angry as if he was wishing ill to the “Human” of course the story Discord presented her was an absurd. There is no power in the world-other than contracts and deals-to make a God bind to someone’s will, even for a few seconds. And if somepony would want to bend Celestia and Luna to their will they would have to be very weakened, and the subject would fight the whole time. So they would break free either way, and Discord is literally a God of Chaos and disharmony. You can’t make somepony representing this element bind to someone’s will just like that, without a contract or blood deal.

She knew about this old kinds of magic from Princes Celestia, she told her that this magic is illegal in Equestria just like necromancy. And if anyone even dares to use it she will notice it, and will hunt the person until he or she won’t end in prison for the rest of life. It was a very harsh punishment but in the medieval era they were more harsh and brutal.

Jeff stood up and was now looking in the way where Lyra was coming from and, she even had a pencil and a piece of paper with her to write about him. For Jeff it was rather strange that a anthropomorphic pony can be so attractive and sexy looking, he was now beginning to think if he should go an a adventure to smack some asses.But then again ,he wasn’t sure if he was okay with himself and his morality to mate with a animal.

‘Half animal, Jeff half animal’ Jeff thought while debating some things in his dirty part of mind.

“Lyra I don’t think that he is a “Human”” said Raibowdash when Lyra finally arrived and was gasping for air

The pony was wearing a yellow tee-shirt and she also had a red cap, she was wearing a very short skirt that wasn’t hiding her cutie mark. She looked cute, even almost adorable as if she was one of the anime girls you would want were real. The mint color of her skin was perfect and her hair also the same color with some white was even more perfect, of course she had a ponytail that made her look adorable. If he would see her as a child just like the girl he saved that mother was still hugging with, he would get a heart attack. There has to be a law somewhere in the world that allows someone to cute to a certain point.

‘Hmmm…well I think I can get laid one time’ Jeff though as he was looking and describing her in his mind, but then he continued with a sad thought’ Ehhh…if this was real maybe but I won’t just use her it’s still a person…I think’ This whole dream was just to real ,and he wondered when he is going to get to the best part and wake up.

“N-No…he is a Human he looks like one! „She yelled and started to examine him

The first thing she was looking was his face, she was probably exited because a human doesn’t have a muzzle but…well a face. Now she was looking him straight into his eyes and was centimeters if not millimeters away from kissing him. Twilight and Rainbow with Fluttershy were looking at this and they were feeling uncomfortable to see him suffer like that, but thanks to Mother Nature everyone has a defense system, and his were words.

“If you wan’t to kiss me just ask, maybe I will let you” Jeff said to her and Lyra quickly took a few steps away and now was blushing heavily.

Twilight and Raibowdash were now giggling but they were hiding it very well,Fluttershy however looked away for some reason.Lyra was blushing hard, while looking at Jeff was only looking at her with a smile. He did a wink to her and she got herself together and continued to examine him. Of course she had to ask him if he was a “Human” or else this whole examine thing would be useless and all the hope that she put, that he is a “Human” would collapse and drive her to depression.

“S-So are you a Human? Mr….” she didn’t know his name and she forgot to introduce herself, now again she was blushing.

“Jeff, and yes I’m a Human” Jeff answered her question, for now he would play along and not play a God in this dream.

They all looked at him with winded eyes, of course Lyra was now getting started and she begin to whisper “Human” with pauses, not only was this creepy but also Twilight grabbed his arm and with a big smile begin to ask him thousands of questions that he didn’t understand and they were said to quick. But the pink pony he didn’t yet meet just saved him from a tsunami of questions, and how did she even appear between him and her without him seeing it was a mystery.

“HimynameisPienkiepieIlikecupcakesandlovetobakethingsOhhhI’mgoingtotatalybakeyousomethingandthrowyouawelcometoponyvileparty”Pinkie said it so quickly that he only heard sounds very familiar to a starting plane on an airport

“W-What? How and where did you come from?!” he yelled now not knowing if this is reality or a dream ,something like this doesn’t exist and only rappers can say something so quickly.

“Oh you silly didn’t you listen? My name is Pienkiepie!” she said excited jumping into the air.

But then as if these were not enough Raibowdash now grabbed him and was looking at him with angry eyes, he of course assumed she is going to punch him but she just said 4 words that will probably be very important for tomorrow. If he even will live to tomorrow or wake up earlier and again live his life.

”You, Me, Race, Tomorrow” she said and let him go by pushing him away

He tried to not fall over but of course he did trip on a rock, not only that but when he landed the glass that was in his wings got deeper and it brought him a nice amount of pain ,he didn’t however let anyone see that he is in pain. He of course started to bleed and he wanted to unsummon the wings but he couldn’t, the girls all surrounded him and helped him to get up.The only one that didn’t was Raibowdash that received some stares from her friends and Lyra.

Pinkie started „That wasn’t nice rainbow”

After her Twilight continued „You can’t just push him for any reason” she said and Lyra followed after by saying” What if he is someone important in his country! You make us look bad” she yelled

And Fluttershy was about to say something but she was cut off by water or a fluid hitting the ground. They all looked at him and then on the ground and they saw 4 or 5 red dots on the ground. He played dumb of course and was just looking at them and asked “What” but Twilight demanded him to show them his wings.

“You know…well its „he tried to think of an excuse to not show them his injury but sooner or later they would find out, so he just turned around and he heard cries and yells.

“Oh my Celestia! We need to bring you to the hospital!” yelled Twilight and he heard approvals from others, there was 5 shards of glass deep in his wings and 5 big lines of blood were pouring out of it.

Of course Raibowdash was now feeling bad for what she has done, but she didn’t regret it not even a tiny bit. But of course Lyra was now thinking if he is a human or if he lied, from what she remembered humans didn’t have wings or anything like that. She had to ask him if it’s normal or if they also have different races like the ponies have. She was a unicorn but still a pony, so maybe he is a Human but like an pegasi one, she needs to get answers to all her questions about Humans, because finally she will be remembered as the one that believed in them and did the first contact with maybe even a different civilization. Her name will be written in History books and her life will become normal again!

Discord, Rarity and Spike were now approaching the group of ponies with Jeff surrounded by them, Rarity also was shocked when she saw how injured he was and Spike even thou he knew what happened and why he did escape them and pushed them, he still was angry at him that he did push Rarity but he felled bad for his wings. The only one that wasn’t too much concerned about his health was Discord still jealous for some reason that he didn’t want to explain to Fluttershy.

“Ohh my…” Jeff heard someone say it but he didn’t met any person that had such an voice. He assumed it was the other pony that was heading her direction, with violet hair and white skin

“That has to hurt” he heard a young voice belonging to a boy, he thought that it probably was the dragon, as if his mind couldn’t get him something more original.

*weird animal noise* “Yeahh…at least you will get some manly scars buddy” Said Discord with a sarcasm, and of course Fluttershy looked at him with her freezing stare and Discord again was put to order.

“C-Can we just get to the hospital and be done with this?” Jeff asked and Twilight responded with a rather interesting response

“Yes, stand close to me,Jeff.”she Said and Jeff did as she said and he only saw her horn begin to glow with an dark pink aura, her friends and Lyra also standed close to her and then the only thing he saw was light and he was in a different place.

Everything was blurry and for a time he felled a little dizzy but the effect quickly was away and he again was felling ok, for the first few seconds he looked around and he was in a different place, he also got a little headache that now was bothering him, but it felled so realistic as if he really was living in another world or something. For some reason he started to fear this could actually be a thing but that was impossible, there is no way he just after going to sleep appeared in a world of colorful anthropomorphic ponies that looked sexy and had cute names.

‘What the fuck…’ he cursed when he now was confused ‘Where? How? Did we just teleport?’ he thought and located Twilight that was looking at him with her big purple eyes.

“Did we just teleport? Did you just use magic?” he asked her and the answer was obvious

“Yes I did, do you have or possess magic?” She asked him a pretty simple question but he didn’t know what to say

“I guess? Only some of us can, most of us just use machines and tools to do things or do it by using hands…why do you ask?” he now asked her and Twilight didn’t bother to answer his question she just nodded and writed it on a notebook with a pencil

“Where did you get one?” Jeff asked her not knowing how she got one, but this was a dream it didn’t have to make sense.

“Well I always have one for events like today to get as many information as possible” she said and she grabbed his hand and pulled towards the Ponyvile hospital.

The hospital looked a little old as if it never was modernized, actually the whole village looked like it was from renaissance or any other timeline.It didn’t bother him but if these ponies won’t have internet ,then he will probably go crazy and this dream will turn into a nightmare. He needed YouTube or anything interesting to get his attention. He liked music bands like: Sabaton, Hammerfall, Imagine Dragons and other.

When they entered the hospital with all the crew without Discord that didn’t teleport with them, They were greeted by Nurse redheart that was now bringing some food to pacients.Twilight explained what happened to the nurse and the receptionist quickly called for an doctor to show up, the doctor was a gray stallion wearing big glasses and had a scalpel as a cutie mark. He was wearing his doctor outfit that was all white, he looked at Jeff’s injury and said that he should go to the room 21 on the 2nd floor where surgery will await him.

“Great” he said and continued in his thoughts’ At least I don’t fell constant pain’

Twilight, Lyra, Rarity, Raibowdash, Fluttershy, Pienkiepie, Spike and Jeff were now heading towards room number 21 on the second floor. While going through the hallways Jeff looked at the surroundings of the hospital, he saw some ponies with broken wings or horn and one even got bandages in his manhood!

“I wish he would get better even today” Jeff whispered to himself not knowing that this decision will have a future impact

“Ummm…Jeff” he heard a whisper on his left and saw that Fluttershy was beside him she seemed to be scared and very shy.

“Yes?”

“When I found you had no wings and clothes…and now you have, where did it all come from” she asked him and Jeff feared this question because his answer would just sound ridiculous but he had another thing to satisfy her with

“I promise that I will explain this when we are done with this… ok” he said very softly not to sound rude, she nodded in approval.

“Uff we are here „Twilight said and let go of his arm, she didn’t notice she was holding him the whole time. However other ponies noticed it and they all looked at Twilight with winden eyes. She just returned the stares and Jeff not wanting to wait anymore ,opened the door to the room and indeed a operating room it was. There was a chair with a hole in it so that you could place your head there and some other medical stuff he didn’t know about.

He saw some hooks scalpels and other things, he saw pills and needles all on a metal plate. What was more surprising the same doctor they met on the first floor was now here.Jeff just didn’t want to know anymore why and where did him comes from. All he now wanted was wake up, he had enough of this dream everything was becoming random and dull.

“Please lay down here while I will look at your wings” He said to Jeff and then turned to the other ponies behind him „However I you can’t be here while I will be operating” He said and the ponies nodded and gave Jeff some cheers and wished him luck that nothing happens

“We just met, but get better friend” said the dragon and let others now say their part

“I hope you get well, I would like to know about your people and country and all,plus my brother will escort you to the princesses „Twilight said and Jeff only blinked a couple times and said

“Excuse me?...is this country a monarchy?” he asked and he was greeted with a all of them nodding

“You never heard of Equestria? And the 2 Sisters that are the goddesses of Moon and the Sun?” Rainbowdash explained

“N-No? And what do you mean by Goddesses of the Sun and Moon?...why am I even asking it’s all a dream” he said to himself and received some stares from them

“W-what do you mean a dream” Fluttershy asked and he just looked at her

“A dream all this is a dream of mine, it’s impossible that there is a world of anthropomorphic ponies living somewhere and all I remember is going to sleep and then waking up in your cottage” He explained and even the doctor behind him was now interested in the conversation.

“So you are saying that we all are a dream? Dude this totally all real you appeared out of nowhere in the forest and Fluttershy brought you here! And what does anthropomorphic mean?” Raibow dash was now in the conversation

“It means that an animal is familiar to a Human like me by not having pawns but hands like me ,and skin not fur and other…why am I even explaining it to you ,your just a illusion „Jeff said now not giving any damn he just wanted to wake up.

“What?! that’s ridiculous!” Rarity stated and Spike supported it with an “Yeah

“No its n-just doctor do this surgery and give some pills to sleep maybe I will wake up” Said Jeff now turning to the doctor.

“But wait maybe you got transported here, this is all real and what proof do you have that all of this is a dream?” Twilight demanded and quickly added “By the way I’m also a princess but on little vacation so I run Equestria together with Princes Celestia and Luna” she said that but Jeff only looked at her and asked

“And? Do you expect me to bow and be a slave to your authoritarian regime?” he asked and now Lyra was in

“Hey don’t Insult our royalty they aren’t any tyrants you know!” She yelled at him but Jeff only looked at them amused and he pulled out the knife he found in Fluttershies cottage earlier.

“J-Jeff p-please put the knife down” Twilight said now a little scared of the Human

“You wanted a proof that it’s all a dream? Tell me what object should this knife become? From apples to diamonds and gold bars tell me any item you want and I will turn this knife into it „He said and awaited her or anyone answer

“Uhh turn it into a big blue balloon with a funny face on it!” Pinkie yelled from behind

And Jeff now wished for something like that to happen and poof”Here you go” he said now holding a big blue balloon with indeed an hilarious face on it.

“How did you do that? That’s impossible not even Celestia and Luna can do such things!” Twilight yelled now holding the balloon and casting her magic to see if he used any because she didn’t even see a spark of magic.

“Becouse it’s all a dream, I can make you wear maid outfits and make you serve me if I would like to and wished for it.But I’m not like that and I only want to wake up, this is slowly going to turn into a nightmare not for me but for you if I get angry” He said and they all just looked at him as if he was the biggest pervert in Equestria(but he wasn’t)

“Are you threating us?” The doctor finally asked slowly backing away from the human

“I…its…ehh I no, I just want to get back and it’s all do the fucking surgery and leave me be ok?” He cursed now he had enough of all this, he has work to do and a promotion to get.

“T-then please lay down s-sir” the doctor said and was now preparing all the medical things to make his patient go in a narcosis.

‘Fucking finally’ he thought and with his will power closed the door and smacked accidently twilight in the face.

He lay down and the doctor put the mask on him, he also could feel how the doctor injected a needle in him and the machines that actually looked quite modern took over the job to inject the rest of the drugs into him. He could feel how the world was blurry and slow, he felled relaxed and all, his eyes were closing and he just was finally free from all the stress and he could finally wake up in his room and never again dream about anthropomorphic ponies.

But all he saw was darkness and more darkness, he wasn’t waking up or even hearing anything he was just surrounded by void. Maybe it will end in minute or so but he started to feel nervous and not so relaxed anymore.Propably all this was now turning into an abomination and a nightmare, or not? That was the question he could walk in the void.

He heard steps every time he took one, this was very weird indeed and he wanted it to stop. However it did stop even when he was walking and now running he didn’t hear anything, he wanted to hear the steps again and his wish came true. He again was hearing how he was running ,this sound was familiar to hitting stone or something made out of marble

“W-What h-how” He asked but he got nothing

The darkness was scaring him, this loneliness and emptiness was very depressing. How could he dream about something like this? This was very sad to just be in here in darkness and just running forward until you will met something or somone,for some reason he really wanted to say words that he used only sometimes in his life when he was in the church or on Religion classes. He also used it once in a yo mama joke and he didn’t fell all that comfortable about it.

“Let there be light” He said and he was greeted with thousands of little dots shooting out of him

He looked around as the dots were flying away and more and more was coming from him, then as if a massive ocean just was pouring out of him he looked around and saw smoke or steam in different color pour out from him and he saw as the darkness was colored as if all this was just painting. Then he saw as fire was erupting from him and the fires were turning into big balls of fire and slowly Suns formed.

He was spinning around everywhere he looked something was there or small rocks were flying light and lighting was smashing together and explosions happened, everywhere something was happening. He then saw as everything was faster and faster, he couldn’t see what was happening and then suddenly he saw a big explosion coming from him and everything as if stopped.

There was no more chaos and disharmony but everything was now spinning and orbiting or just smashing slowly into each other, He saw how a sun just eated an asteroid or an asteroid just eated a Sun. He didn’t know what was happening, disharmony again was mixing with harmony and chaos was dominant in some places, and somewhere there was only calm small rocks made out of space dirt orbiting around each other.

“Stop!” He yelled and everything stopped

He could now look around, he saw nebulas and asteroids around him ready to smash in each other. He saw how a sun was ready to crush into a red dwarf or something similar, he then saw a new sun forming but this time its color was green. He never saw a green sun forming in space, and what’s even more impossible is that he just made it all by saying simple line taken from the bible!

He stopped spinning around and said” Go slowly”

And with that’s the universe and starts around him were again moving but way slower then before, he could compare its speed to a old lady that was “running” to get the last sweets for their grandchildren.Hevreally just created a universe by saying I line from the bible. This had to be another dream or something ,where he thinks he is a God and he just created a universe.

“Y-Yeahh just a dream…” He said to himself slowly calming down

*Clap*Clap*Clap*Clap*

He turned around to look where the sound was coming from, but he saw nothing, only the space and universe he just made. He was sure he heard something as if someone was clapping his hands at his work. Was here someone with him that could also do stuff like this? Probably not and Jeff was slowly going crazy from the amount of stuff that was happening. First he was dreaming about anthro ponies that looked sexy as hell and then this is happening.

“What the fuck world…what the fuck…” He said and took a deep breath to calculate what is happening.

“For cursing you can go to hell”

Jeff now wasn’t hearing thing, someone was here with him we was looking around and he wanted that the entity that just spoke to him would reveal himself. There was no doubt that voice belonged to a man at least around his late 70 or young 80,Jeff ha enough of games his mind was getting him sow he yelled into space

“Show yourself!” Jeff yelled into space and he felled a hand on his shoulder

He Turned to see who it was and when he saw who it was, his world just turned upside down. The whole universe was now upside down. The suns that were flying down now were flying up and vice versa with left and right. Everything was now opposite, even the colors have changed and all the stars became blue rather than red or orange.

“M-Morgan F-Freeman…”Jeff whispered to himself when he saw the celebrity in his white suit

“I think you have a lot of questions…don’t worry I will tell you everything” He said now holding a martini in his free hand and drunk some of it “By the way, I’m your creator” he said and put the martini on a wooden table that appeared out of nowhere.

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So here you have the 3rd chapter I will leave this story alone for a week please understand that i'm not an english speaker and if anyone out there would like to edit my story write a maassage to me
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Author's Note

Well the story is on Hiatus but it will be updated but you will have to wait for about 2 month if not more or maybe never...
I'm sorry and no if the story will be officialy cancelled then someone can take the story under his wings and develop it into a masterpiece.

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Ch 5: Wonder's < Old Chapter > (Don't read)

Jeff was just standing there, with his head hanged and eyes looking at the space under him. Being a God and be responsible for the lives of Billions, with maybe even aliens somewhere there just going on land and evolving. He would have the power to morph the land to his biding and do whatever he wants.

The power to accidently wipe out the whole universe with one blink or just simple drop of sweat, such power and such responsibility. He doesn’t know if he should take this onto his back, he doesn’t want to screw someone’s life, just because he wanted to get that prize or a simple bag of chips. He will probably destroy mountains and rivers just by looking there.

But he can’t allow so much lives to be killed, he can’t allow that. His family won’t see him, he is an adult and didn’t see his mom since collage. His brother? Who knows where the hell he is with his adventure in Africa. His dad died when he was 14 because someone killed him, or he hit his head very hard while coming home after work.

To this day he doesn’t know what happened and doesn’t want to know. But by being a God he would know, but that just might bring bad emotions and get him accidently killing or injuring someone. His thoughts will be a command, if he says that someone should go and kill himself, that person will do it. And not just respond that you are a retard or someone like that.

But he already got to see Lyra, she seems rather nice and she also for a horse human hybrid looks nice and neat. Twilight and her friends seem to be rather, OK? She is a princess, and she has no guards all around her? That’s has to be something new, but well most modern monarchies don’t have guards all around them when well they are at home.

Spike the dragon also seems to be quite nice, and for some reason he feels like he is going to make spike great. But such thoughts only made Jeff think even more about what he should do. There is a choice and he can always say ‘No’. But is it worth? Is he worthy? God says he is, and he is all knowing and well the Almighty.

Maybe he should choose to become God? He will change things and the world could become perfect, but at the same time there will be no evil and the world is going to be boring…

“What am I even thinking?! To let evil be around…”

“Jeff” God started to speak, Jeff looked at the famous celebrity “You can say ‘No’, but you don’t have to”

Jeff couldn’t be more divided then he was right now, this can’t be true! But it is, right here in front of hi is the immortal proof and he even got a Taste of it. How the hell is he going to handle all the things?! He doesn’t want to make the world of Equis burn in religious wars, while he watches and fears he is going to fuck everything up. Maybe better say ‘No’? But he can’t allow them to die! This is going to make him sad and depressed

And when he gets back? He is going to go insane, people will start talking that he is crazy and the locals will claim that he should go to a mental hospital. And what next? Slender Man?! If this all is real, and if different world are a thing with probably dimensions and monsters laying everywhere. Then why not the god damn horrors people think of while making stories?!

Maybe he should find a way so, that when he lives godhood, the world won’t collapse? He will experiment and experiment until it works. And Morgan Freeman is going to get him back home, and he is going to forget about all what happened! That is a masterplan, he is a genius. But then again he said they tried and it didn’t work. Maybe it’s a bad idea? He will probably destroy logic and all definitions of physics in that world.

Everything is against him…But if he says yes, then maybe it won’t be that bad. He will met new people. And is God said, he is just needed to be there and not act. Maybe he will hide and from time to time help the ponies? He will create rules that he will make, so that he won’t abuse his power’s. Create laws that say he can feel pain and get injured.

He will become all mighty, so he will be able to do that. If he wanted to create a stone he wouldn’t ever pick up he would do that. Here he has a plan what to when he says yes, and there will be plenty complication on the way. For example power’s, he said that humans do magic. He won’t lie and will them he is special and that he hid his abilities.

Maybe it’s time to decide? He isn’t going to be here for all eternity, he won’t be here for all eternity. If only he could do something before he goes away and never sees his friends and family. Take something from his home…Maybe he could do that? Well better ask Morgan Freeman about it, he knows if he could do it

Jeff looked up, and he saw Morgan Freemans face ”Umm, could I take something from my home, you know. So that I can remember who I am, and who I was?”

God just looked at him and chuckled “Of course, but I would recommend you not to do that, because well suddenly something appearing in front of you won’t make you look like a normal person in Equestria” He then took 2 steps forward “If you get a home, and maybe even a wife, who knows.”

Jeff blushed a tiny bit “Get to the point old man”

“Maybe then you could ‘spawn’ or create something you had back home and have it in Equestria” He suggested

Jeff thought about that, that’s not such a bad idea. Something suddenly appearing next to him, while he is on the medical bed. That won’t help him, and Twilight will ask questions Lura will and maybe even some kind of government facility will ask him questions. Say that he is an ape and he is not worth to be next to a pony. Just like in the movies, be surrounded by racist species that thinks they are the best.

“Not a bad idea” Jeff said “I have a couple questions before I, you know. Will say if I want or do not want to become…a divine entity”

“Ask as much as you want, son” God responded

Jeff now has to think really hardly to know, what he wants to ask and not later regret not asking something and fearing he will break rules. But that is one thing, the second is to know exactly what to do when he wakes up. And 3rd ‘s, if he can do what he thought about, the rules so that he won’t fell to much as if he was cheating in life. If he will choose it

“You said I can’t talk about you. But if they ask me about culture and such, what should I do?”

“This you can say that you have religions and they involve this and that. As long as you don’t tell them directly who God is, me of course.” Jeff nodded

The next question was “ I you see being a god makes you cheat in life, I don’t want to you know…get bored? That doesn’t sound right, I don’t want to feel empty, you feel me?”

God put his hand on his shoulder “If you want to make yourself valuable to pain and such, your thing. If you want to get infected and be touched by poisons of different kind, your thing. But you won’t die, I mean your souls won’t. Your body, yes if you are not careful, but your soul can’t and won’t ever” Morgan Freeman explained

“If I wake up” Jeff started “Wha-“

“I recommend not to panic, not to look around and most importantly not to talk with disrespect to a certain dark blue pony, with a night sky mane.” God said immediately with his finger raised, to make Jeff listen to him, and remember that part

“Ok, why?” Jeff asked back

“She is rather, stuck in medieval times when it comes to talking”

If this couldn’t get any worse, so if he wakes up. And will be transported to an unknown place, he will meet a dark blue pony with a night sky mane. How does it even work? Anyway, he shouldn’t and he mustn’t talk to her with disrespect. Or else he is going to land in prison or somewhere else. Just perfect.

“I understand, there is magic in that world?” Jeff asked when he remembered twilight teleportation

“Yes, in fact this might help you” God then held in his hand 4 games

Jeff looked at them, and then he took then. He nodded when he saw what he saw. This were the upcoming Shadow of War Mithrill edition(Because well he has been transported when the game didn’t yet come out), there was the Witcher 3 with all the DLC’s. Of course God didn’t forget about the good old Saint row series. And the classic upon classics, Skyrim with also all the DLC’s

“You want me to make myself know all the skills and magic type stuff from these games?” Jeff asked surprised, he hoped to get one word for an answer

“And what do you think?”

‘That’s not the answer I expected, but it works as ‘Yes’’

Jeff though once more about saying yes before he accepts or says something, he felled stressed and he felt cold. The familiar feeling in his stomach making him sweat and also fear appeared and devoured his senses. He tried to think rationally, but his mind was to detracted to do that. He again though what will happened when he says ‘No’ and ‘Yes’

‘No’ Equals him going back and risking an entire world on collapsing on itself. Killing Billions if not more citizens with their own lives like he has, and also he will become a douche bag that liked more his life and preferred normality then to save innocent lives. He can’t allow himself to do that. What will his mom think she gave birth to? A monster with no heart

‘Yes’ Equals him losing his home and getting onto a new adventure with countless battles. He will meet people he wouldn’t think he would ever see, see monsters and nightmares born from darkness itself. He will become God and be the Alpha and Omega of the universe and the room he will get. He will never again see familiar faces, and he will never be a human gain

“Jeff…” He got his attention “I personally, like a friend to a friend. Ask you to say yes”

That surprised him” Sure, no problem” Jeff said

“My brother’s creations are his and only his, they will become yours. But I can’t let them just vanish because it was his and I will defend what belongs to him” God said with a very charismatic tone, it made Jeff go in to the direction of saying Yes

Jeff understood God, having an family and an brother that soon disappears because he doesn’t want to live or just be around. He understands, he and familiar things happen when he was 17, his brother left to seek adventures in Africa because he was in love in that continent. Why? He didn’t know, but he doesn’t want to know peoples private things if they don’t want to tell him first.

“Will we meet again?” Jeff asked

“Of course, my sisters needs to see you in person”

Jeff smiled but then the smile faded, he look as if he saw something in the distance, on the horizon while standing on a tall mountain. But he didn’t see a thing in the space. Well other then the blackness, and numerous dots of white and other color’s. Jeff had enough of waiting and Thinking, he put his hands on his head and he ran his hair throe his finger’s

“I think I need to say…yes”

Twilight was currently sitting next to Celestia, she has been drinking tea with her and talked for 3 hour’s about what happened, for a week. She didn’t know any more if this was real or if she had hallucination’s. But She ordered spike to let Celestia come and investigate. She did without Luna because her sister stayed in the castle to take care of all the paperwork.

She was sitting in the glorious chair made out of crystal, in her castle with Celestia on the opposite side. She didn’t know what to think about it. Discord has been taken to ask what exactly he did feel when he was made to follow Jeff’s order’s. Celestia also took care to personally find out about beings that have or had such power

Luna also knew about that, she was hesitated to make Jeff go into the local dungeons under the castle in Canterlot if he will become a threat, Lyra was sad but at the same time finally she could tell people about humans and who they are now that she found one. She wondered when will Jeff wake up, she would like to talk with him. Princess Celestia and Twilight visited her to ask for her notes

Lyra didn’t hesitate and gave them to the princesses. She was able to visit Jeff in the Ponyvile hospital , he was guarded by ten unicorns that were trained to fight with strong beasts in the everfree or deflect magic of any kind if needed. Shining Armor also was there, he was there as support and he was sleeping in the barracks his soldier’s built quickly.

Cadence only heard about the Human and what he did, she didn’t think of him as a threat and that he might be proven a good friend in the future. Twilight with Lyra took notes and did some tests with the doctor’s so that thy won’t hurt him accidently. He wasn’t a lab monkey or rabbit to test on, but a living creature.

Lyra and Twilight defended even Jeff when needed from the all the scientist wanting to test if he is resistant to magic. Twilight reported this to Celestia and she did didn’t punish them but she said that they can’t do such things until he wakes up. Even if the scientist were right, that it would be better to find out that Jeff’s weak points before he wakes up and possibly turn against them.

Applejack visited once to see the human names Jeff she heard so much bout. Other than commenting his looks and that he seems to be rather harmless. She didn’t give much mind to him. She also said that her granny is feeling sick and she tells “Death comes” For her. She hopes that the Reaper won’t come to quickly, she can’t bare losing her yet, while Applebloom isn’t yet at least 18.

Rainbow dash told everyone that he is rather not trustworthy and that she didn’t do a thing to him. Of course she stopped talking so when the truth came out and all knew she pushed him. Even his heroic rescue of the little Dinky was well known in the town. Derpy in thanks for that, promised to bake him so much muffins that sand won’t be even close in number’s.

Celestia respected his actions did have a first good impression n about him, but she looked and looked. Read and Read about spells that can be familiar o the one he used on Discord and she couldn’t find any. She was broken but she hoped to get to know Jeff when he is going to wake up, maybe she needs some rest

She took the cup and drunk some tea from it 'Maybe I should take a break?'

Twilight supported her head with her hand “Here in my libraries there is also no information about such skills or spells”

Both the Princesses looked down, they didn’t know what to do further. Everything or most things they looked for didn’t work, as if he was unique in a 100%. There was nothing familiar to him known, well maybe the Minitours looked like him but they had horns and were bigger and more bulky. Here Jeff was smaller and not so much ripped but well-built.

Then Twilight got an idea, but Celestia probably already did that and the results were nothing. That’s why she didn’t tell her about that. However it’s not a bad thing to ask, maybe somehow her mentor forgot about that, as she did. And it would’ve have been more obvious then anything else to do. Twilight decided to ask Celestia

“Did you ask Luna to look inside his dreams?”

Celestia coughed a bit and gulped the tea she was drinking. She put the coup away and though about it, she didn’t in fact ask Luna to do it! And her sister probably also didn’t because she was taking care of paper’s in Canterlot. She could have thought about it earlier! But for some reason she doesn’t want to end her sister.

“No I didn’t” Celestia said and with a groan she stood up

She was a big woman, dressed in a perfect dress that was white with amethysts and other gems in it. Perfect for a noble and perfect for a princess. She was 2.7 meter’s tall. She stopped to grow up rapidly when she hit her 20. That time she was rather short and she didn’t grow too much, actually her growing process stopped rapidly almost to nothing. But 3009 years of age makes you big.

Luna was 2.4 meter’s high and she was only a year younger than her sister. But because of her being nightmare moon and then getting her strength back again she is smaller then her sister. Not that it bothers her, actually, she has better chances when it comes to heart problems, who would like to be in love with a giant? The sister’s gave up on topics like that, they are too old for this, even if they are stuck with 24 year old bodies.

“Then it is better to tell her to come and personally check his dreams out” Twilight said with hope on finally knowing what Jeff did to Discord

“We going to see, for now beg my pardon, Twilight. I need to go back to Canterlot” Celestia and with her magic she opened the door and exited Twilights castle tree

From there only the guards and Chariot awaited her, she will tell Luna about it. And maybe she will know what to do with the Human. She can’t just leave him here, maybe she will take him to Canterlot? Luna would probably by angry that she puts ponies in risk, but for now she needs to have under her influence. He might be a good addition to Equestrias cause

“See you next time ,Twilight” Celestia said and waved goodbye

The chariots that were enchanted, flew on their own while there was an earth pony steering it. Celestia had her chariot bigger one then most of the chariots her guards used. (For obvious reason’s)Twilight leaned on the edge of the doors, and watched as Celestia flew away. She was hoping that Jeff will be friendly, he saved Dinky and wasn’t too aggressive even when he assaulted her with her friends

‘Why when I stand near him, I want to listen to every word he says?’ Twilight wondered if it is just a weird feeling or something that is a apart of him making her fell like that

Luna accepted her sister’s request and decided to go to this human today. They hugged before Luna departed, and she with just a couple of her Lunas guards entered the hospital where Jeff was laying. She didn’t yet see him, and she didn’t want to. But now she has the opportunity, then she will see and look who is this Jeff.

At first when she entered the room where he was held, she didn’t expect to see Shining there. Of course she heard he was there to guard him and vice versa. To guard other from him. But with her here it won’t be needed, she will take care of herself. She with her horn took a nearby by chair and sat on it

Luna before doing what she was supposed to, eyes the creature that was a human, Celestia told her that they have countries, and that Lyra knows all that. How? She doesn’t know but they will take care of that, either way he can be a citizens of one of the many countries there are. Either way, Luna turned to Shining Armor to ask him some Questions

“So, he has been like this for a week?” She asked

“Yes, The doctor’s says his body reacted differently from a ponies body and he might be asleep for another week” Shining said and gave her the paper’s

Luna looked and nodded to herself “did he move or at least twitch one of his finger’s?”

“Nothing like this happened, he has been in a coma for a long time” He then looked at Jeff’s wings “He seems to have impressive regenerating abilities, his injuries healed in 4 days”

Luna nodded and sighted, she put the paper’s about his state on the nearby desk there was. She then leaned forward and was ready to begin looking in to his dreams. But Then she saw his left eye twitch a bit, she nervously looked at him. She shook her head after a moment and though it was just a side effect from lack of sleep.

Again she begun to do what she was supposed to, but now something different’ happened. The human rather than sleep or by in a coma, this time moved his head to the side. Luna umped a little by that, apparently just when she was about to check upon him he is going to wake up. The guards got into positions with their weapons raised.

Luna when she saw the human again getting into an comfortable position, she leaned forward to see if he is going to open his eyes. He groaned as if in pain and he moved his finger’s. With her hand, she commanded for the guards to put the weapons down. She stood up and looked as the Human opened his eyes.

Jeff’s head was hurting like a bitch, really he didn’t know that he will be in such state when he wakes up, but at least he is going to wake up. At first he felled pain as if on his back but more on the left and right. He felled metal attached to probably his wings he still has. For some reason he also fells weak inside, as if something was just replenishing inside of him.

He tried to move his head to the right before even opening his eyes, he heard metal, and he heard all kinds of gasps and breath’s. For now he ignored that and tried not to panic just as Morgan Freeman told him not to do. His body was very weakened and he needed to get some sleep, and not just some state in which he is unconscious.

Hi whole body felled as if he had bruises everywhere, and his arms didn’t want to move. Damn that is some weird pain right now. He remembered that he said ‘yes’ and then he suddenly got here and feels all of this pain. At least now he knows he it is all real. And he hopes he did the right choice. Jeff decided to slowly open his eyes

He slowly focused and he opened his eyes, the light blinded him. But not for long as the weird effect got away quickly. Back home he wouldn’t open his eyes for long, but here are different rules. And he is the rules, so now nothing can do shit to him. But that will change, cheating isn’t a good thing. And if he is going to have a new life here, then at least he wants to be fell as if he is born naturally here.

Jeff notice that there was a muzzle not so far away, or far away from him, it was rather dark blue and the pony that had this face had nice cyan eyes. It seemed that it was a ‘she’, or a ‘he’ that looked like a ‘she’. He won’t assume this pony’s gender, he doesn’t want to start a war over it. At least not now, that pony also had a crown.

‘A noble? Maybe one of the Princesses?’ Jeff thought

He stared blankly into the ponies eyes, with the corner of his eyes he saw all the medical equipment attached to him, he couldn’t fell his legs too much. That was a bad sign, but for now he needs to not panic and talk to that thing with respect, or else he is going to die. Or just something bad is going to happen.

The weird Pony got closer to him, he didn’t do a thing but something deep in him wanted to do something to this ponies muzzle. An itch that just wanted to make him do something unforgivable. Something only a true and crazy person would dare to even commit. While looking into those eyes, that seemed to have white stars in them just like some character’s in cartoons for children. Jeff took all of his courage and strength, he moved his hand forward and only to make sure it’s all real…

He booped the ponies nose

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Ch 6: Theories < Old Chapter > (Don't read)

The guards watched as the potential threat to all Equestria and now also to Princess Luna, raises his hands and aims for her head. The guards were horrified what can happen in a moment, she could be in danger. They needed to do something, they needed to stop this creature. Even Princess Luan can’t react to his movement’s.

The world slowed down, and Shining Armor, the captain of the royal guards and the Prince to the Crystal Empire. Husband to Goddess of Love Mi Amore Cadence. Father to the new firstborn Alicorn Flurry Heart, that shall be a new future for all the ponies on land. Rightful brother and a good son to his parent’s.

He raised his sword into the air, and with every second the hand of the creature was more and more near Luna’s muzzle. The guards looked at his commander, they did the same thing, raising their swords into the air or just pointing spears at the creature’s hand. To cut it off, for assaulting the mistress of the night.

“DEEEFFFEEENNDD!...” He Roared, while the time was still slow
Jeff has already reached with his finger Luna’s nose and touched it. Princess Luna just jumped away from the assault, how could one touch her?! And this is a threat, what if he has an illness the world does not know of?! Will she lay in bed while her sister takes all the responsibilities on her shoulders? This isn’t going to happen!

“THEE!...” Shining still screamed and launched himself at the Human in bed
Luna with a raised eyebrow, looked at the guards as they started to charge with their swords and spear pointed at the human. Luna still backing away, didn’t have much time to react. She can’t let this creature get not punished for what he has done, but she also can’t allow the guards to hurt him. Or else, Tia would be very angry at her.

“PRINCESS!” He finished his battle roar
The guards, the stallions here, in the hospital pushed their weapons forwards or just swung them down at the Human. The Human was now looking at his right and left. He noticed the ponies charging at him. His eyes widened as he saw the weapons going in his direction, he looked as if he was just seeing ghosts.

With his mask on, that allowed him to breathe fresh oxygen. He tried to move somewhere where he could deflect or at least avoid the attacks coming from the guards. But then with his hands still in the air, in the same position where Luna's nose was. A yellow like symbol appeared that then. Begin to form a spherical shield around him that seemed to be familiar golden color, to Celestia's aura when she uses her horn.

The guards with closed eyes still charged at him. Only Shining in a rage was striking the human, with his eyes open he watched as the shield formed around him. If the room was smaller, then maybe he would reach him, and avenge princess Luna’s horrible experience. While recovering a part of his honor, where that he lost due to allowing the creature to touch Princess Luna.

When Shining’s sword hit the shield that formed around the human, he expected it to break or be pierced by his attack. Having an Enchanted sword is a win against barriers like this. Either way, Shining met resistance, his eyes widen and he then felled as the shield just pushed him away, while feeling a strange pain as if a bee just stung him. And not a small bee, but like a very, very big one.

Luna watched also with the impression as the barrier pushed shining away. She watched as the tips of some soldier’s spear broke or were damaged and also it made them fly away. She could feel the strange energy from the shield, while the symbol that appeared in the Humans hand was casting it, it seemed it was a rune. A long lost to civilization for of expressing and casting magic, it seems he can wield such things.

The time again got normal, the soldiers were pushed back. And the shield seemed to be damaged. Some of the soldiers flew or were pushed back into their comrades, thus making the attack stopped. They were grunting out of pain, and Shining was on the Floor with his hand on his chest. While his left hand was on the floor.

Jeff touched the nose of the pony, it felt rather soft for some reason. Rather nice in touch and not it was rather strange to do. Not only he did expect some kind of ‘boop’ sound to appear. But still, he saw that the pony was confused and was taken back by his movement. It looked actually a bit cute, maybe it’s the animal part of this person that made him think so? Or those too-big eyes everyone has.

Jeff noticed some sound, it was very blurred, he didn’t know why. He didn’t react to it too much because just as Morgan Freeman said, he shouldn’t do anything to the Dark Blue pony with a night sky mane. Good thing he didn’t do such thing or else he might have been bored to death this time. He is one lucky guy right now.

‘Wait a minute!’ He screamed in his head

He then looked at the pony, he noticed it now. She probably was this medieval-time woman that he was told about. She is dark blue and she has a NIGH SKY MANE! He is doomed right now, he didn’t listen! He didn’t think and now he is going to die! He is so dead right now that he won’t come back from dead even after 3 days! He is broken, he won’t stay up for too long.

He then saw Luna looking a bit at the right with a raised eyebrow, he didn’t know what this meant but surely this isn’t going to be good. In the corner of his eyes, he saw something charging at him. He looked at the right and then to the left and again to the right.

There were guards with spears in hand wearing golden armor. He noticed that from one of the ponies that seemed to be tall and muscular, was noise coming from him. He did also have an opened mouth. He was speaking something for sure. He needs to do something! This ponies had spears and swords in the air or pointed at him, he is going to die! Or they are going to cut his hand off as punishment.

The pony that screamed had a silver armor, with a strange symbol on in the middle, he was probably some kind of noble or it was the symbol of a special kind of force keeping him or any other unknown beings like him under lock and key. He had a blue mane with some stripes of darker and lighter. He had white color fur, and seemed to wield a sword that was…enchanted?

Some kind of very light glowing letter was written on it. The other ponies were dressed in golden armor. If this world is at least familiar with his then gold is a shitty option to choose when it comes to a fight! Jeff still struck with minor depression after he was sent here, to become a divine power. Had troubles thinking what he should do

He won’t blow them away, that will only make things worse than that, he needs a better plan!. The ponies were very close right now.
He thought about what he did when he was with Morgan Freeman. What did that guy give him? Ahh yes! He gave him the games so that he can learn some skills and magic from them so that he won’t need to think and design every spell he will cast.

Ok, now when he has that in his mind he needs to think of something that will help him. A spell or ability that will defend him from damage or anything like that. Working under stress wasn’t the best thing for him, he was always more sloppy and slower when he was under pressure. He didn’t like that, no one actually likes that.

‘The Witcher! What was the name of the thing!?’ he screamed in his mind

Then out of nowhere he finally remembered the name of the rune he wants to use. That was weird, in an instant, he wanted to know what was the name of this rune. And he immediately knew how it is spelled, what it is, how to do it, and most importantly how it works. Was it the effect of his God power? He wanted to know something, so he got it?

Jeff didn’t care, for now, he then ordered himself to cast, he with his finger tried to draw in the air the symbol of Quen. He wanted it to be the one maxed out one. So that he can hold against the attacks. He hoped it will work. And in fact it did, Jeff watched as from his hand the triangle like symbol appeared. And spread the shield to defend him in his bed with his wings, he felled strange when casting it, as if he had more strength or stamina, but for the shield itself. Just like Geralt had for the barrier, he had now.

He saw as the commander with the blue mane hit the shield. It did its job and pushed the pony away instantly. Jeff felled as if something just instantly took a bit of his strength he had for the shield. He felled exhausted but not too much when it came to having Quen still cast. The commander collapsed on the floor and had his hand on his chest or stomach, somewhere in that area.

Then the spear and other swords came, they also were deflected by the shield and the soldier’s collapsed, while some spear broke and were now useless. Jeff with every hit felled the barrier weakening but still having some power to it. When it was over, he cast the Quen on himself once more, so that the last remaining power can be used to at least deflect more of the attacks.

Jeff breathed heavily and looked up at the ceiling. He slowly closed his eyes as he felled exhaustion coming from his body. For some reason casting the first spell in his life, while using God power’s to do that. Made him fall asleep from exhaustion. Jeff didn’t deny that and he allowed himself to rest because he would only meet more violence.

When the guards got up, thanks to the doctors and Princess Lunas help, they wanted to immediately again attack the Human named Jeff. But Princess Luna forbid it as she never saw such defensive spell that would not only defend its caster but also retaliate against the attacker. She had to report this to her sister, and she needs to somehow get the spell off him. The human while again falling to sleep cast something on himself, probably the same spell he used earlier.

The weird sparkling-like effect was surrounding him. It could be said that it looked like small lighting surrounding his body. While glowing golden light. Similar to her sister’s aura. The doctor’s treated the guards, but they could find any major injuries that were at the small level as a paper cut. They took some for research and found that the spell the Human cast, was probably not meant to bring harm

The soldier’s described pain that was really annoying, and really strong in the areas of their chest or stomach maybe some on their hands. They described it all as if a big, or a giant bee just stung them a couple times making them hard to stand or breath properly. The doctors looked at the small injuries and said that the spell, was meant to deflect the attacks. So that any harm wouldn’t come to the caster while also making the enemy become paralyzed or stunned by pain. So that the victim could run, and hide from the attacker’s.

Overall, it was said that the spell was purely a defensive spell that didn’t mean harm, and was even better than the one then the pony world knows of. Not only it was rather strong, but also gave the opportunity to run, or as seemed right now. It can be cast on yourself to run and maybe even deflect flying arrows that would meet with the caster. Making it clear, that this would be an excellent spell not only to learn for the pony’s but also civilians to protect themselves.

They can’t say he meant harm for the soldiers or that he wanted to attack them. He just defended himself, but that he dared to touch Princess Luna with his peasant hands?! That is a crime for an outsider! At least for Luna, for the doctor’s it seemed as a normal reaction to him seeing how he was coming out from a coma, where he just wanted to make sure he isn’t dreaming just as he said before getting operated.

Princess Luna was angry, how could those doctors and medics defy her right that she was assaulted?! She needs to report everything to her sister, while the spell the Human caste still was on him for a good 20 minutes now. At least he won’t be a threat, she also needs to raise the moon and also tell Twilight what happened.

Shining Armor was ordered to keep away next time, and not to attack the creature when even he will do a backflip to only make sure he isn’t dreaming. And to remember not to attack when he will use his spell. Or else his pain will be still there, and it was to now it really hurt as if he was stung, but not just stung by something. As if he was stung by the giant Yakistan blue-eyed hornet.

“What?!” Yelled Twilight when she heard the news

“The Human named Jeff, as Princess Luna and your brother Shining said. While waking up, he attacked the princess by touching her on the nose and possibly even cursing her.” The Pegasus guard answered with the scroll in his hand

She took the scroll and read through it, it couldn’t be possible. There had to be something more to that. He couldn’t just attack her without reason, there needs to be something to that. She can’t believe what she sees and what she heard. The Human attacked her friend, without reason. This can’t be true but then again there is no point in not trusting Luna

She read through the scroll, the guard pleaded to give it back. She came across the doctors and medical specialist comment. Where it was written clear as day, that he might have done so to prove himself, that he isn’t dreaming. Twilight when she saw this, she looked with a very serious look at the soldier.

It is said by the medical staff and the doctor’s that are observing the Human named Jeff that:

He didn’t attack the Princess but was just making sure he isn’t dreaming, while doing so the guards attacked him by the order of Shining Armor. The human cast's a defensive spell that made the attack unsuccessful. While the attack is harmless and Princess Luna’s way of thinking isn’t proper for this moment. It is however advised to look after the Human, or that he won’t cast more advanced spells that might endanger the local staff and injured ponies.

“Who told you to say she was attacked? My brother?” Twilight asked and the guard backed away with his hands raised in the air

The guard didn’t know what to do if he should say who ordered him to say so. But Princess Twilight was known for having a good heart, maybe she will let him go if he says that he can’t say who ordered him to do it. But looking at her, with her serious look, and angry eyes. Made him shake a bit not to release the wrath of Princess Twilight, or else he might get the longest lecture there is.

“That’s an order” She added

Now the Guard was doomed, what should he say? He can’t or Princess Luna is going to give him the worst nightmares there are. Or not keep him under her protection! He can’t have that, he also can’t allow her to be angry. Or else she might still use the darkness in her to destroy him, she has the Nightmare in her. He knows it, and other’s across Equestria know that to

“Guard…” Twilight demanded

“Ok Ok! It was Princess Luna! Please don’t tell her she is going to punish me” He begged on his knees

“Don’t tell me you are one of those ponies that still believe in her past self?” She said in disbelief.

“I-I didn’t say that, but she still has some darkness…”He stopped and gulped hard, seeing Twilight look at him with angry eyes “…in her” he said in a very squeaky voice

Twilight let out a sigh and gave the scroll back to the guard. He took it and stood up. He didn’t know if he should go or not. But Princess Twilight sat on one of the chairs where the elements are mostly sitting. And supported her head with her hand. The guards wanted to ask if he should go, or be here in her castle a bit longer if she wants to.

“You can go, and please tell them that I will arrive in 15 or 20 minutes to look up at the spell he used,” She said and turned to the guards, he nodded and flew away

“Spike!” She yelled

“Yea?” The dragon answered

“We need to write to Celestia about what happened, can you believe he can wield magic?” She asked

Spike looked at her with surprised eyes, he didn’t expect to hear that from Twilight about the Human. But then again he seemed to understand, but there was something off. She didn’t explode and ask millions of question how did he do that. Or why and without a
horn is it even possible? He better be more careful when sitting next to her.

“Seriously?” He asked and came from the upper level with some ink and a scroll “What did he do?”

“He cast a defensive spell,” She said

“This doesn’t sound that bad” Spike answered and was now ready to write

“He can use magic…” she started with widening eyes she said and with arms stretched out she hit the round table with another

‘Oh no, it’s staring’ he thought and rolled his eyes

“He can just simply control Discord! He is unknown and he is one of the Humans that Lyra talked about always” Twilight Continued

“We have all the notes about them that Lyra did, she studied them from books and from tales. And here he does something that there isn’t a tiny piece talking about. Doing Magic, having wings and also controlling others far more powerful than Celestia or Luna” She took a couple breaths and corrected herself “At the same level as Celestia, and stronger than Luna”

Spike just sat on one of the chair’s got the ink and the scroll prepared, he then took the Quill pen and dipped it into the tank with ink. When he was ready, he pulled out. He then looked at Twilight that was still in a bad mood after the guard came and told her or rather lied to her what happened. She still didn’t know what to do with Jeff, he can be a friend. But also a foe.

“Hey, it’s going to be alright,” Spike said

“Maybe…”

He stood up and approached his friend that was in need of a hug. Twilight looked at him with her eyes a bit tired, from finding all the information that she needs to find. Spike with a smile hugged her best friend, she was surprised but she accepted the hug. It was warm and she felled better and better, such a simple test of understanding and friendship can change so much.

“Better?”

“Better,” She said, “But I still don’t understand…” She said and looked at floor with a hung head

“Tell me, maybe I could help?”

“Lyra told me that Humans do look like him,” She said “But he has features she said they don’t have, or shouldn’t have”

“And this will be?” Spike asked

“Wings, magic and that ability to what he did to Discord” She answered

“Hmmm…” Spike thought and brought his hand under his chin

“I with Lyra thought that maybe there are races, just like we have. That there are simple Humans that don’t have wings or can do magic. Just like Earth ponies.” She said and got more comfortable

“So, like here Rainbow is a Pegasi, there are like Humans with wings? Like Pegasi Human?”

Twilight nodded “The same with Unicorns”

Spike now thought about it, this guy has wings so he can fly. So he can be a Pegasi. He can also control magic, he didn’t know why but it seems familiar. He looked at Twilight, she had her wings, then he shifted his eyes on her horn. She can also control magic. She can do both because she is an Alicorn, that is all 3 pony races mixed together into one.

Then it hit him! Maybe he is like a Human Alicorn? But then this would mean he is of a noble family. He can possibly run a country or he is an heir to someone, that’s why he could cast magic and fly. And again, he is just in the hospital, he was sleeping for a long while and is very weakened, and still was able to do magic! This strength doesn't come from anything, he needs to be like Celestia or Luna, or Cadence or Twilight.

“Maybe he is like you!” Spike said

“Huh?”

“You know, you can do magic and fly due to being an Alicorn!” He said Twilight just looked at her friend “He can do magic and Fly!”

She just calculated what her friend told her, but to make sure it is what she thinks he is talking about she decided to ask him ” You mean, that he is like an Alicorn?”

“Exactly, you know. A noble that leads a country and is very important with a good heart, just like him, when he saved Dinky” Spike said

There was silence for a matter of time. Twilight thought about what her friend said, her number one assistant could be right. Can he be someone important like that?! How didn’t she connected the familiar things that connect her with him?. But then again this might be how a Human looks like. Better safe than sorry, she needs to tell Celestia about this.

“Spike, write to Celestia about this, I’m going to the Hospital”

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Ch 7: Divine Family < Old Chapter > (Don't read)

Jeff was still in the hospital, it was a day since the event where he woke up. The doctors with Princess Luna discussed if their magic could be useful, he used some of his and it seemed after a time, that it disappeared juts like the magic of a pony. This means that it fused with the world, leaving a invisible mist that only a unicorn with magical detection skills can see.

Celestia got the letter from Twilight. While she herself arrived at the hospital to get more information. Luna was also informed by spikes theory. Luna not with much happiness had to admit that he can be somepony like a Alicorn. The rest of the talk was continued in his room, where Twilight and Luna were alone.

Celestia thinking about what Spike said, thought if it is a good idea to maybe give him a better place t stay in. What if he is royalty or someone like that? The all story with him juts sleeping and appearing was rather dull and hollow. There wasn’t much information about it, but what if he got transported like that, and actually a whole country is somewhere in Equis?

She with Luna didn’t fell his arrival, they didn’t fell a thing even. Better be safe then sorry. Celestia has ordered her ponies not to talk about him, or even dream. Luna was supposed to act friendlier to him, even if her sister protested and explained how he dared to even touch her with those ape hands of his! Celestia was tired, she didn’t want to hear any insult or any other things. She doesn’t need her sister being all sad for just this!

Lyra was getting more and more popular in Ponyvile. She even wanted to do a small presentation about humans and how one just appeared. But the guards and police said she can’t due to her majesty Celestia’s order until it will be dismissed. Lyra understood that, he is special right now. He is a bit rude, or at least she just got to know his rude side, and has to yet get to know him a bit more when he wakes up.

For Lyra Jeff seemed to be a rather normal stallion. Not to show-offy and nice with a very good heart. When she asked for permission to get the papers and documents about his anatomy. She was greeted with the basics, height, weight, how big are his wings and the color of his eyes and hair. Nothing more or less, there was also information about a scar that was had 3 centimeters in length and 6 millimeters in width.

Lyra was happy for what she had, she wanted to know more and also work more in the hospital. The guard ponies were ordered to come each day and ask if she has something more to present or if she again had something she didn’t yet tell about humans. Dreams… the reason why she actually knows about them, from time to time she would see a big city with skyscraper’s. With them walking there and there, having different faces, different eyes and hair colors.

Once she woke up on a steel very tall tower, it was almost as tall as the whole Canterlot palace, however these dreams were very, very short and lasted for one minute if not less. Sometimes she woke up in small villages. She remembers one and only strange and scary place she woke up, as if she woke up in the griffon barracks. With a wall that was made out of steel wire, and also had some made out of concrete or something similar pillars that bended on the end and looked as if they were lamps.

She didn’t tell them yet that she has such, and she won’t for some time. Jeff suggested he is from another world. He just fell asleep and then woke up. This was very weird and strange, she isn’t good at spellcasting but she isn’t horrible also. However something like this would require much, much magic and much precision to transport somepony in their sleep.

Jeff again was in the middle of nowhere. He hated this place, it was so bad and evil. He didn’t know what to do, he expected Morgan Freeman to come again, and ask him something or to do something. Maybe teach him how to control his powers. Jeff was really stressed about this, he fears that he will become mad with power and will abuse it until he breaks the universe. What if he accidently spawned zombies into this world?

That was one thing, the other was the meeting he had with the blue pony. She was large! But damn she looked scary, and being all blue and looking dark isn’t helping her. Not that he minds, blue is one of his favorite colors. But again, she seemed to be ready to attack him any moment he would try to speak, even if he wanted to give her a penny for being a pony.

‘That made no sense’ He thought.

He didn’t listen to Morgan Freeman and he made physical contact with the blue entity, now he will suffer her wrath. Jeff was a kind guy, always trying to be funny in a serious way. Yes, funny and serious. A hard thing to accomplish but not impossible for him to do. He was God, and he had to try be serious in this world or else it will fail and collapse on itself.

But then again, he had the powers of some game character’s, he was given Skyrim, SoW, Wither 3 with DLC’S and Saints Row. Of course the classics of all classics, Skyrim. These were also his favorite games, besides SoW. He didn’t play it yet, it was to be released yet, Jeff doesn’t want to play God, no, he will just help here and there with what he got and maybe from time to time after he sets up rules for himself. He will break then, and fix this and that.

Being a God, he would have never thought he would become one, and yet he is. He needs to check some things before he starts making rules for himself. He needs to think how they are going to work actually. Maybe he will make a scroll, that he can only summon and he will forget about it until in a serious situation. He will get reminded and he will be able to summon it back, to dismiss the rules for some time until he decides to make them be in charge again.

‘Not a bad idea actually’ Jeff thought to himself

“A truly divine idea”

Jeff located the voice, it belong to no one other then Morgan Freeman himself. Or God… in this case. He had his white suit on himself and he had his hands behind his back. He looked at Jeff and smiled, Jeff did the same. The next thing that happened was a flash of light coming from under Morgan Freeman, with the light a wooden floor appeared.

Then the walls, they were plain white, nothing special. There was no door, And Jeff saw himself then. He had other clothes and he wasn’t in the medical bed he was in the hospital. Then with very small flash of lights, furniture begin to appear. At first it was some carpet’s. They had multiple colors and also were on each other. The rooms he was in wasn’t to large but it could be a decent living room.

A sofa appeared, it was black and had nice green pillows. In front of the sofa a glass table appeared, it had as much length just like the sofa had. Then in the corner’s wardrobes appeared. Opposite the glass table, 2 chair’s appeared. The chairs looked as if they were really expensive, they had gems and Gold in them. With very interesting texture of weird creatures having tentacles as hair fighting what it seemed to be evil creatures. The evil looking ghost like creatures were made out of black diamond and didn’t have arms or legs, face. Just red eyes made out of rubin.

On the celling a chandelier with many candles appeared. Which was made of glass. Scarlet stones flew around him, adding splendor, together with strange lights, like stars and different colors illuminating the room. Jeff looked at it and was astonished by the beauty of this thing. Its sad that he didn’t ever order or dream of such an beautiful thing to have back home.

On the glass table, biscuits, tea, coke, and other different things appeared. Behind him a fireplace made of bricks with purple fire burning appeared, while heat filled his heart. He took a deep breath and felled so refreshed, Morgan Freeman got into motion and approached the sofa. Then he sat on it, and looked at Jeff that still was amazed by the speed this all happened with.

“Oh my God” Muttered Jeff

Then out of nowhere a strange like blizzard appeared, it circled round him and then around the rooms. With every touch of the walls, they had more and more color. The walls were now painted with different signs and different animals. There were leaves painted on the white wall that were made out of Gold. On the left side there were animals and butterflies painted yellow, while the green like grass things grew on the wall and evolved into flowers with pink insides.

Behind Jeff there was brown, black, and creamy colors. This time warriors and different creatures that looked like minotaur’s were painted. He saw crusader’s fighting Japanese samurai. Then a bulky creature with a rhinos face with three horns appeared in full plate armor. It carried a club and the samurai and the crusader were between his legs. The Rhino with its club in the air seemed to want to attack a small female thing. It looked Human, but her hair was grass and the eyes looked as small ponds. If looked closely, you could see fish going in circles.

Her hand was also up, as if she just gestured someone to stop or casted a shield. But there was no paint in this. Only an aura behind her that was cyan. The aura ended in it becoming waves of water. The female had a long skirt that was orange, and was perfectly above the sun, that was red and emitted strange sunlight that was black.

There was one left untouched. One side left untouched. Jeff didn’t know why it was untouched. Maybe Morgan freeman would answer him this question. Either way. the blizzard vanished by slamming itself into he untouched wall. Jeff expected something to happen but it just was a whole lot of nothing happening. It was anti-climactic but what can he say? He saw beautiful things right now, maybe he could do such thing himself?

Jeff Turned to Morgan Freeman. With a suspicious look on his face, he begin to go towards his God. He didn’t know why was there so much place to sit. However he didn’t want to question this for now. He wants to know what brings him here, and if it is important. Morgan Freeman with his back against the sofa relaxed himself and poured some apple juice into his glass.

Jeff sat on the sofa beside him. They just traded looks and none of them said a word. Jeff didn’t know what to ask. He didn’t even know if this was real, or if he was no dreaming for real .But it was rather or real. And if not then, well, nothing bad can happen? Right? Right…Jeff looked once more around and ‘wow’ this place in his head.

“You didn’t listen to me?” God finally started

Jeff with a painful face expression turned to Morgan Freeman. He had to say, yes. He didn’t listen to him, and he didn’t apply to what he has said. Now he is probably in some kind of dungeons, with thousand of ponies guarding him and are ready to kill him if he breathes in no the way they want him to breath. Jeff let out a sigh, and nodded to God. Knowing he was probably getting a very boring lecture now.

“Yes, I didn’t”

Awaiting his punishment in the form of words, Jeff’s eyes turned to the untouched wall. A big wooden doors appeared. It had the same weird creatures with tentacles on their heads instead of hair riding a weird looking lion that had the hooves of a cow. A strange thing really, on the other half of the door. There was a male version of the female with hair made out of grass creature. It was humanoid juts like the previous one.

It rode an eagle or dragon with eagles wings, it breathes flames that ended in flowers or strange animal faces. Just like in the Disney movies with the Indians and all. Maybe he breathed the spirits of animals and their lifeforce? The big fluffy ears and very adorable round faces already tells him that they aren't

‘Why do they remind me of Pokémon?’ He asked himself

The door opened, and a mist came out of them. Jeff taken back but the thing that just happened. Jumped back when it occurred. Morgan Freeman put his hand on his shoulder. The touch made Jeff relaxed, just like the medicines in hospital that make you fearless. Or try to make you fearless before some surgery.

He heard steps, from the mist a woman appeared. She had breast at least cup B. She wore a slightly raveling dress that was glittering and was shining. The colors that got into his yes were red, blue and black mixed in the most raveled areas that made him look there. The rest of her dress was really eye hurting. As if she wanted to make other look at her that way. Jewelry was also represent in the forms of two headed snakes, or something similar to snakes. As the creatures o her neck that were out of polished silver had small wings that were ears on their heads.

She had three rings that had big gems in them, what kind of gems he doesn’t know. But what he is sure of. Is that this woman had a very pretty face. Her nose was very good suited on her face, she had some prickles that were dark green. Her skin was gray, her hair were in length to her shoulders and were white just like snow. The hair illuminated a white aura and above her head there was a circles made out of stars that had a orange glow.

The eyes, as if he saw one of the most beautiful stars there is. Wonderful dark purple color, they looked so hallucinating and so perfect. She was tall as he was, one point nine meter’s tall woman. Her lips were blue, a very dark blue color. Her hips very round and very attractive. Jeff applaused this Lady for her looks, to bad he doesn’t care for the looks, he cares for the person inside.

He then again heard footsteps. This time a not as much raveling humanoid creature appeared. She looked almost as if she was a assari from mass effect. However Jeff let go of that thought. He now looked at the just arrived lady that appeared here. He had to admit that this one was less expensive looking then the other one.

She just like the other girl next to her. Had a long dress, with long sleeves that had corners at the end. The collar was quite high and thick but. The pink and purple together with turquoise prevailed in colors. But black did not give up and added serious appearance. However there was one more thing hat Jeff saw was different from the other beautiful looking lady beside her.

She had a parting between breasts

‘She looks like an adult, how is this possible?’ Jeff asked himself this question

But he wanted to forget about it and move on. Her face, was also really pretty, just like the other girl she had prickles. Her skin was ocean green, and her yes was like the underwater fauna, he wasn’t kidding when he described her like that. Her eyes were like underwater fauna, glowing green and her irises looked like cay. Her body was round and was also in possession of attractive hips. The thing is her breast were bigger. They were cup D, her dress was on her thanks to some golden buttons that had small cyan diamonds in them. The look reminded him of old European style dresses that the Greeks presented them with, while telling about Gods and other deities.

“It seems Cintra and Fiona arrived” Said Morgan Freeman

“Hold on a Sec’ ” Said Jeff “ You mean your sisters came?”

“And who else?”

Jeff with a opened mouth looked once more at the 2 women that arrived. God was lucky or unlucky to have such sister’s. Not that he thinks of it in a wrong way, he wouldn’t even dare! But where did the looks come from? Who’s designed how they looks like? God created humans to look similar to him, so did these two create their races similar to themselves, but not perfect like them, because there can’t be a perfect being in their World they created without counting them?

‘That’s deep’ He thought

“Hello Yahwe!” Said the White haired one with a teen voice, that was sweet and also music to ears. With her arms in the air

“Greetings Cintra” God stood up and begin to head towards her

“ I hope we didn’t intervene in anything?” Said the other one “It’s been long since we saw each other"

“Three weeks isn’t so long Fiona” God responded

Jeff was calmly siting on the sofa, he was stressed he didn’t know if he should say something or not. This were Gods sister’s. This is going to be a really interesting talk now, he can’t insult them in anyway. And now that Jeff was a actually a God, he needed to know a few things about the universe and about the World.

‘Why do the cheerful and energetic ones have small boobs, and the serious calm ones have big boobs’

This is a eternal question much men asked themselves throe out the universe and life. Why like this? Maybe he could finally get the answer? Probably he won’t even get a chance for that. Now that he is about to meet them. Maybe another time when he is alone with God he will ask him that, it is a man to man thing to talk about. Just like when you ask your best friend, if he has the same problem like you in High School or earlier. About the problem with peeing, you fell as if you explode, and even when you arrive you still wait some time before you do it?! But now as an adult Jeff knows the answer to that, but there are still some questions he wants the answer to.

This is how Jeff is, suddenly out of nowhere he thinks about things like this, he just does this randomly and he doesn’t know why. But in some situation it helped him when there was no topic to talk about. Jeff once was with his friend in the cinema as they were big star wars fans, he together with him went there and talked about it for hours before and after the film. However 10 minutes before they would depart there was silence and none of them said a word. If not for Jeff’s random thinking and confidence in just asking things. He would have maybe stayed quiet for 10 minutes.

The same day while they were talking, they had much fun, they laughed as if they were high. People looked at them and the two of them still laughed at all of the things. His good ol’ friend Alex. He wasn’t poor or rich, just like Jeff, at that time. They knew each other since they met on the playground when they were four years old.

“And this is Jeff I spouse” Said Fiona

Jeff snapped out of his thinking, he needed to be serious and he needed to be like and adult. However he can do it, but he doesn’t want to be like that, he wants to still have fun and fell young. He was liked back home for his sense of humor and that he was always happy. But if someone needed help, he was getting serious and very clam and not chaotic. It was an interesting personality, one unique that could create a monster or an good soul.

While Jeff stood up, God's two sister hugged their brother. First was Fiona and then Cintra. Jeff didn’t know what he was actually wearing, as he didn’t care for some time. But he was wearing the same suit Morgan Freeman was wearing. Instead of white is was black and he had a dark blue tie. He didn’t look at himself to much earlier due to what was happening, but now that he knows he isn’t in a pajama. He can breathe calmly and await what will happen.

“What is it with you and wearing suits?” Cintra asked

“You know why” God responded

“Alright alright, you like to look serious and strong we know” Cintra said crossing her arms

Jeff waited for them to come to him, or else he would start moving towards them, but maybe it won’t be necessary. As God and his sister’s were coming towards him. Jeff’s eyes were twitching , he was scared now. He didn’t know why but he was scared, in his mind he could have sworn that he would have pissed himself dozens of times if he was on earth.

Jeff started to go to them, he seemed very uptight and he didn’t move in a natural way. His steps were different length and it made him look silly. Cintra was giggling to herself when she saw that. Fiona just rolled her yes. God on the other hand tried not to laugh but was smiling and looking away, however even his own curiousness made him look back.

Jeff didn’t see that the carpet rolled up, and he fell over. With a loud bang he landed on the floor. Cintra then really started laughing while her sister tried to aid him. God face palmed and hid his face so that Jeff wouldn’t see him laughing. Jeff stood up and saw that Fiona aided him, he tried to act naturally.

“I-I’m sorry” She giggles “B-But I can’t not laugh at that” She said with a giggling voice

Fiona didn’t understand how can you laugh at something like that, he could have hurt himself. This is something serious. And besides Jeff is someone really important in their life’s. She went here to met him, as his brother said he will be with them. Cintra was always so funny and was always laughing at thinks, but when she did something similar and someone laughed at her she was furious.

“Are you alright?” She asked Jeff

Jeff stood up with the help of Fiona, he didn’t need it but if someone had offered it then he will accept it not to hurt the feelings of the person or this case the assari looking goddess emotions. He needed to now actually get formal, as if he just met a good old peer from his collage and he has reunited with him in this meeting.

“Yes thank you” He thanked her

“Fiona you met Jeff already! I think you are the only one left Cintra” Said God stepping away for her to have a good way towards Jeff

She walked towards him and bowed a slightly “My name is Cintra nice to meet you “ She then looked at where the carper was rolled up “You…seem to have much luck don’t you”

“Yes?” He said awkwardly

“Aw c’mon don’t be like that. You can act normally, we won’t bite for that” She said happily

Jeff felt someone touch him from behind, he turned and saw Morgan Freeman placing his hand on his shoulder. He then got closer and whispered in Jeff’s ear

“She’s lying”

However it didn’t come unnoticed as Cintra spawned a metal chest. It was the size of a doggo if not bigger. God’s hand wasn’t any longer on his shoulder but now was holding and lantern. Jeff didn’t quite understand what was happening. However Cintra lunched herself towards Morgan Freeman when under her a steam of water appeared.

Gods lantern emitted a very eye burning light that blinded Jeff. He didn’t know what happened but when he opened his eyes again, he saw that Cintra was stuck in a big rectangle block of concrete. She tried to get free but it didn’t work. God came up to her and looked at her with and smirk at what he has done.

“Not this time” He said

“Oh really?”

Cintra took a deep breath, and then she breathed fire at her prison that melted away. As if this was a block of ice, it turned into vapor and the flor there was small rock pieces. The flames almost got to Jeff if not for Fiona casting a shield. The shield was blue, it had white markings and also red symbols resembling nature. For example a tree on a moon with its roots wrapped around it.

“What in tarnation is this supposed to be?!” Jeff asked

“Don’t worry they will stop after a few minutes, it’s almost always like this” She said and Teleported Jeff and herself away from them “You get used to it”

They were now at least a hundred meter’s away from them, how even did this happen Jeff didn’t know. For what he knows the rooms he was in was about 10x10x10. And now he is in a ten times bigger one. He shouldn’t be surprised, he is with Gods of different Universes together in one location, this isn’t supposed to be normal, this is supposed to be weird and inexplicable.

“So, that now we have some time alone until those two will stop.” She said and turned to Jeff “Let’s introduce ourselves better” She bowed herself a little and said “It’s nice to meet you. My name is Fiona”

Jeff Blinked five times and shook his hands with her “ Yes, I’m sorry for earlier” He said and smiled “My name is Jeff… Jeff Clifford”

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Ch 8: The Start Of A New Life < Old Chapter > (Don't read)

„If you say so” Jeff responded

The fight between God and his sisters ended in ten minutes since it started. Not much happened after it, just some final words and little insults that always find their place in family. When those two were over with their childish behavior. The divine powers sat back on their places with Jeff siting next to God, it was really funny how one could simply be by him just as if he was his friend and nothing more.

“You can tell about your home, culture, stories, family and other things. Even religion, we decide to allow you to do this, as there are going to be questions from Twilight about this” Citra added

“We also gathered here to inform you about something” God said, “When the universe my brother created started to fall apart, it managed to create some anomalies” He continued “These anomalies could cause many things to happen even when you are now the ruler of this world.”

Jeff stopped mixing with a spoon in tea “This is bad isn’t it?” He said worried

Jeff now really heard some advanced God stuff things, basically the three powers of unknown scale siting opposite of him, want to now present him what he will have to do as God, and wat he will face since he accepted the possibility of being one. Jeff listened, and he got serious as if he was on a meeting, he could do that, he could change his behavior from funny and cool guy one, to a serious adult no joking or you get the death stare one.

“Not too bad, you see, these anomalies can either do something or not…Since it’s your decision if you want to clean the universe or leave it be as it was alone, working on itself well, without our brother’s interference.” Fiona this time joined in the conversation

“Any day you can choose to start working and look at it from your perspective using your powers. But you need to know that ponies will start together with other races pray to seek the help of the power that helped them, you will start to hear voices in your head.” God explained this time

Jeff now looked at them with a worried look, he heard such voice before from the small foal he has rescued. Back there in Ponyvile, or rather on the meadows with light and pleasant grass like a mother hugging his child. He heard that voice and then he forgot his wing that he ordered for himself and the fire resistance.

“I already heard such voice” He said and looked down at the floor “From a small foal, she begged from a rescue, she hoped that there in the world there is something that would help her.”

The three Gods listened well to Jeff as he told them the story of how he already made himself a small reputation in the village called Ponyvile. God with his hand under his chin, run throe his beard that was grey as toilet paper in the eighty’s. Cintra and Fiona also listened but he two women kept eye contact while God just looked at one are n the room and listened, thinking, and thinking.

“It can be that her prayer went to you as you inherited partially already the powers of my brother, I decided to give them to you since you would get into trouble” God said

Jeff turned to God “Why did you live me in a forest in the first place?”

God coughed, he was drinking water when Jeff asked that, he didn’t expect the young God to just ask this like this, when his two sisters are watching and listening. But if he has to answer now, then he will answer this question. If Jeff used his head for a minute, he would find out by himself why he did this.

“You had to make friends” He answered Jeff’s question

Jeff nodded, with a small smirk on his face, he didn’t know why but this sounded silly and funny. God was supposed to be the most intelligent being, that knows how to do stuff perfectly and here he used such a method. Jeff couldn’t hold down his curiousness and he had to ask why like this and not in another way.

“And why like this?”

“I planned this, you are the kind of guy who just would make friends even if he didn’t want to by mistake. You did make friends by already saving that child, and by getting to the hospital. Discord might not like you, but that just for the time being, later you will do something he’ll never forget you, and you will become best buddies forever” He assured him

“How are you so sure about this?” Jeff wondered

He chuckled and answered him with a big smile “In case you didn’t learn in school or church, I know everything” And God put back the glass he held on the table

Jeff just opened his mouth and was about to do a big ‘AH-HA’ but he didn’t and stopped in the last moment. With his one arm resting on his knees and other holding his head, that was against the arm layer. Jeff was open to hear any clues on what he should do now that he can just copy and paste the universe a million times with one tiny difference.

Basically, he got what he wanted, he got answers and now he knows he can do and what h can’t do. He can make these rules he planned to do for himself and feel pain, cold, hunger etc. He can do that as he is God. What he can’t do for example is to influence his world with his previous one by any chance, or else that would be considered copying. However only things like cars, machines, book and very important documents or ideas and reforms can’t appear. This doesn’t talk about songs, wars or even ideologies that should have a place in that rule.

He was told he can tell bout his world as freely as he wants but he can’t tell much detail. Enough for the ponies to underrated and not more for them to do it, maybe do something similar or something inspired on it. This way every World would Cath up and be different in some way from each other, having as much diversity between them.

Of course, he as God, can spawn and use anything he wants and think of it as long as no one is going to use it, they can ‘see’ it but not use or take advantage of whatever machine or device Jeff might spawn. Like a smartphone, or smartwatch. Jeff of Course can himself become someone like an inventor and do things from his previous world, only not exactly the same he remembers, changed and maybe existing for some different purpose. If a pony will construct something in time, Jeff has seen back in his old home, like a big tv, then it isn’t his fault, as just random chance made it so that the pony invented a tv.

Jeff also learned that the pony world isn’t medieval its just looks so, the world is basically It is in the era of Romanticism, but not as you would think. It isn’t about poetry and all that story writing bullshit. It’s about more aggressively and more openly spending time with relatives, thanks to the one thousand years of peace.

At least in Equestria, in other countries like the griffon empire he learned about and saw thanks to a big mirror that showed it to him. The romanticism era spread there, and was accepted with open arms due to the bad conditions the griffons live in. And now because both world are different romanticism back home meant a time where poetry would again truck the society. Where the French revolution happened, and said no to aristocracy, here in Equestria it strengthens it.

Jeff is forbid to make the world he is in like the one he came from, and always make it different. If the world decides to make itself very similar to the one he came from, then so be it isn’t his fault it just happened. He can change it, he can force it. But that’s up to him and how he will decide to play, as said before he only needs to be and exist so that the universe won’t collapse.

“Do you have any questions Jeff?”

Jeff thought about questions, he had plenty. For example:

-How did you torture Hitler?

-What was the thing you did but it didn’t work?

-Is homosexuality a thing you accidently fucked up?

-Are other religions good?

-Why is Cintra kinda hot?

And many more question he wanted to ask, but he couldn’t just ask for all of them. He would rather ask for the ponies he got to know, he would probably order himself to know it and he would know everything about them. When they sleep, what they eat, what they do in their free time, what is their favorite color. But he didn’t want to do this, it felt wrong and creepy to just know everything.

“Why is PinkiePie so weird?”

The gods just looked at each other and reminded themselves of one of the most information’s in the world Jeff currently is. They forgot to tell him about the paradoxes, the very much most unknown things and beings that were created by not them, but the powers they used to create the universe and the flaws left in them.

All of them facepalmed when Jeff asked that, they forgot such an obvious thing to say. Jeff felt uncomfortable when he saw them facepalming, he thought he said something wrong. He nervously tried to think of an excuse until God himself said to himself.

“Of course! How could I forget” He turned immediately to Jeff “You remember how I told there are “Gods” My brother created for the different races?”

Jeff didn’t remember a thing about Gods, but maybe there was something about it he didn’t remember? Maybe he just forgot, but the sound of other Gods Michron create is really weird. Jeff nodded his head to say ‘No’ and then he tried to remind himself of it.

“Then listen I’m going to tell you this once more, there are gods created for those races to pray to, they can heal and do different things like even create planets but that’s really hard for them. If you ever read for example the Silmarillion’s that Tolkien has written, he basically created like angels that guarded them, to watch the world and the planet he created while he only intervened when he wanted to.” He explained and moved his hands in different positions to illustrate it “They sleep now, you can wake them up, their power is probably low, and they will die, but a sudden wake up might spark a war between them and the races on Equis.”

Now Fiona started to speak “Beside that, there are demigod races for each species. For ponies there are Alicorns, for Griffons there are so called “Thunder Throats” and for the dragons there are the “Ancestors” The yaks have the “Shaken” and other races like Changelings have spirits, they can control magic of a very skilled magic user and have an affinity to an element. Shadow, Fire, Light, Wind, Earth, Nature and so on.” She explained

With her hands she let out small ghost his direction made from those elements, some of thunder and snow and other from water.

Jeff saw as the small “spirits” circled around and one even started to hug him, he wanted to pet it, but it turned red and had purple dark eyes and started to bite his finger. He tried to shake that monstrosity away, and he managed to do it and basically destroy this small fellow. They had cute almost toad faces with big puppy eyes, these spirits were barely transparent.

“How do you know so much about this stuff? I thought there was a rule of no spaying?”

“Michron would come and tell us how genius he is and tell us …” She started to play him “Hey guys, think what now I thought of! You see his?” She pointed at the carpet “I called it a ‘Carpetsaurus’, they are scary and will give the creations I created allergies and will spread dust, like priestesses of Fiona their body during a feast of love and sweetness!” She played

Fiona with winded eyes yelled “That was a one-time action! This isn’t a thing anymore!”

Cintra rolled her eyes “Do you really want to start a discussion while our lovely guest is watching?”

Fiona turned her head away with a frown

“Exactly” Cintra added

Jeff then felt again Gods arm on is shoulder, this guy really like to dot hat he noted. Jeff looked him straight not his eyes. He still can’t get used that Morgan Freeman is God. He thought now how much theories and what he said on Discovery channel was truth, that seemed weird but at the same time seemed to be real and legit is the truth.

“There are also Beings like PinkiePie that won’t be affected by your commands straight away, only later. What I mean is that if you say she should turn green from pink it won’t work. You need to put power and will into this then just tell it out loud. Then it will work, that’s also why sometimes your commands will be pointless until you’d really want them to take action and have impact.” God explained it further

“I understand, and what’s with Discord?”

“Discord is an interesting creature, he is one of those many paradoxes, that aren’t as the other ones, he is vulnerable to your commands, only sometimes when he uses his own power he isn't. Thanks to this he has magical abilities and controls Chaos. He is God and not a God, he also isn’t one of the demigod races, he just exists. “

“By being so diverse and so unique, he can also defeat most other creatures and demons that also exist on Equis. Because he has some of the power that you use to control the universe that was used, some amount of it is in him.”

“So, If I had to, then I wouldn’t be able to defeat him?”

“Why do you think you wouldn’t be able to?”

“Well is he uses the power I use, I can’t kill the Godly power because its eternal and immortal?” God was about to respond, “Of course if I can just make him loose it or take it back then forget I asked” Jeff added

“Then I will forget you asked then” He said with a smirk

Jeff also smirked and chuckled a bit, maybe he isn’t with his friends, but he can at least try to make new ones. He wonders when he will go back to the hospital bed and if he will see anybody there. He is probably guarded by special magical unicorn defense of national values and other alien artefact force meant for things like him.

“When will you send me back?”

“We might actually end this already, you should know everything you need to” God said

Cintra and Fiona stopped their dispute and looked both at the two male Gods, from which one was the lovely human Jeff that looked almost exactly like their brother, he made them similar to him, and it worked out pretty good. The difference is that, Jeff seems to be sweet. While their brother is a big ass…

“I mean, if it everything, we can probably see each other in some time again” He guessed

“We actually won’t if you wouldn’t like to, but anytime we would like to do small meeting you are invited, you’ll g- “Fiona was stopped by Cintra

“Don’t say it! Let him find out himself! Where is the fun in telling everything, he might miss one or two reunions but then he will come again” Cintra said and punched Jeff on the arm.

“Exactly, I need to find out how things work, I don’t want to cheat and use God-mode” He winked

For a moment, hey just looked at each other and in thought said again what Jeff said, and then all of them started to chuckle. Jeff had some humor in him, who would have thought he would have? God, Fiona and Cintra walked up to Jeff and each one gave him a small comfortable good-bye hug. Jeff accepted it with open arms.

“Bye Jeff” Fiona started

“Farewell son” God followed

“Do your best” Cintra ended

Jeff nodded “Goodbye…guys”

Lyra was calmly siting next to Jeff as she finally had the opportunity to see him, he looked bad, and all this medical stuff around him didn’t help him look well. Of course, he was just in a coma, and he would wake up. Lyra was sitting on a chair while taking notes an also thinking how resistant he is. Twilight came and told her about the possibility that he is the same thing as an Alicorn but in Human world.

She took a few pictures and inspected his muscles and his skin, she noted how he looks like and she compared it to her notes and visions. It was basically the same thing she had on the paper. The veins and the area where fat or any other substance would accumulate was there and looked like it did its work.

Lyra, used her magic to levitate to herself a thermos with tea she brought. She poured herself tea and drank it, sit was raspberry-flavored and smelled of mint. An amazing product of nature. Her ears moved and twitched a bit. She then let out a sigh and her look changed from a normal to a more ‘slutty’ one with much ‘sadistic’ meaning behind it.

She looked at Jeff, she took a small pause from her work, how did she even get the possibility to work on him? He was a pearl in Equestria right now, if somehow, they could make a portal to his world, then thy could discover a new nation and maybe she could finally become a worthy pony of much attention.

She thought how many stallions would finally look at her, how much she would have opportunities to have more friends then just Bon Bon and the locals. All this thanks to Jeff, the amazing Human with wings that can control magic. Yes, Jeff, he has done not too much and, yet he has done enough for her to get a life.

But then again, he’s probably alone in this world, without a chance of survival without friends and family. Thinking he is in a deep sleep and fantasy world pulled out of a book. He will suffer so much In the early days, and he will probably be sad and won’t allow them to even try and talk to get any information about his world.

A poor stallion he is, wonder what he will when he wakes up? He must have a lot of Questions, for example who was the big blue Pony that was Princess Luna. What did they do to him and why the flaming Tartarus Is he tied to the bed. He was tied to it, for security, not to hardly but enough for a strong earth pony to be kept under control.

His hands were tied to the barriers of the medical bed, his feet were free. Around his neck there was a metal collar that puled towards the wall, he reminded her of animals caged in zoos. He really did, and she didn’t like that. He is an intelligent being that can’t harm without a purpose, he sure will have questions and everypony would panic of they woke up tied to something.

“Hmmm…uhh”

Lyra Looked at Jeff, he was waking up, she heard him groan. She quickly finished her tea and she got her notes and then she stood up. She was slowly panicking what to do, the lamps above her weren’t helping her, they were so strong her eyes actually hurt. It was almost two AM and she was here only for the time because no doctors or ponies would dare come and ask who is in this room dedicated only for him.

Lyra located her bag with her stuff inside. She levitated it from the wooden table on which were reports of behavior and other things for doctors and scientist could use quickly without going there and back for some document. The guards were outside and better that they won’t come in quickly, they would probably attack him or say something like:

“Human don’t move! Or lese in the name of her highness Celestia we will put to you to a longer sleep”

That was one of the many problems here in Equestria, the guards thought they can do anything because they are guards. They are just here for protection, advanced ponies of the military use prototype small canons that thye call muskets. These are just here for also decoration, these muskets are really pricey and also take long to produce, this is why most of Equestria military, that has ten thousand ponies are almost unequipped with this type of weapon.

Not only that, those muskets also are a lot deadlier when they hit then a sword or a spear, what’s more is that only Equestria and the Minotaur Confederation use them. The griffons try to make new weapons for them, they tried to mix and axe and a sword, it didn’t work, and it was a fiasco. They should try and rebuild their country first then the military.

Jeff slowly opened his yes, and he noticed that he couldn’t move his hands, at first he thought he didn’t have the strength and then he found out that he was tied. He started to slowly gain more and more speed and strength with every second. He didn’t see Lyra standing not so far away from him. Jeff blinked now three times and he still felt weak, but he at least had strength to do something

“Stop or the guards come!” She said loud but not to loud not to make the guards enter

Jeff looked at the right, he didn’t even know Lyra was there, now that he knew he felt slightly embarrassed and he was also angry. He just got out of sleep and he felt weak. Being tied to something isn’t cool and he didn’t like that, but now he will actually think then act. He doesn’t need another big blue pony accident going on.

“Lyra? Why am I tied to the bed?” He then noticed all the notes some different types of medicines around “Did you experiment on me?”

“These are medicines for you, and I don’t know if they experimented on you, I just got a pass to see you.” She tried to explain

Her mint hair with thin lines of white arranged in a ponytail, with her mint skin and slightly fur-flared fur. It sparkled, and her eyes were like stars. Her smooth body was almost fully visible by his eyes, she looked very good. She had a decent size muzzle, she was more human then animal actually. Her eyes were like stars or two sun’s, an incredible thing to see. Her pony ears dropped as she tried to make him calm down. With small but confident and really enjoyable to look at smile that could melt the coldest iceberg he would even create.

she wore a red blouse without a hood. Boots? They looked brandy and expensive. She also wore black jeans. He also saw hair clips and some hair elastics. White like snow teeth, and no scar or anything similar on her face. Her voice was also so calm and for some reason it made you feel more powerful and proud.

“Then at least untie me” He requested

“I can’t, the guards have the keys to your collar, I can untie your hands if you want”

“I would gladly order that” He said, trying to copy Robert Dawney Jr. When he played as Ironman

Lyra got into work, she would probably get a small fee to pay for his, but she won’t look as her Human she met and made her life valuable now was there like animal. She was also very surprised to see so much energy in him, she thought he would sleep and when he wakes up he will be like a turtle and not answer any questions.

Lyra untied his hand, and he dropped in on the blanket that felt like a pillow you would only see by your grandma. Jeff got enlightenment, and he remembered about his wings. He tried to locate them, and he moved his hand under his back. They were there the whole time, for goodness gracious he didn’t make them disappear.

“Don’t worry we didn’t cut them off” She went on the other side

“I didn’t even think about this”

“You did…’

“No, I didn’t”

“Yes, you did”

“No…”

“Yes”

“No”

“Yes”

“Yes?”

“Nope” She said and smiled, she begin to untie his second hand

Jeff thought he would win, this world looked like a cartoon seriously, who would even create ponies? This Michron had to be a bestiality lover or something! The collar around his neck hurt him actually, he could use some magic, but then again, he will make then whole hospital burn down. But slowly Jeff thought of something, of something very smart and very logical he could use.

‘Skyrim, and your lockpicking skills please help me’ He said, ‘On mods…’

Lyra untied his other hand, the material with which his hands were tied with were stripes of leather from cows. Very hard to rip apart and also very hard to get rid of. No butter or anything would allow his hands to slither from the grasp of this material. The special substance with which the bottom of the belt was painted wouldn’t even allow science to do it stuff.

“Could you hand me one of those clippers?”

Lyra narrowed her eyes “What are you planning on doing?”

“Ahh, you know cut myself…” He said

Lyra just with her mouth open looked at hi, with shock

“Ok, I know I shouldn’t joke like that, I will try to lockpick this damn collar”

Lyra nervously handed him over the clipper, as he started to work on it, she didn’t trust him he would succeed. These weren’t even hers. Or were they? She didn’t now she was to sleepy and it was too late for thinking.

‘Now imagine you have the lock pick pro mod bar before your eyes’

Jeff as said he did, he saw the bar that was exactly as if from the Skyrim lock pick pro mod that was the most cheating mod he could think of on Nexus to install. He tried to do this without a picklock and he almost did it. Now he only needs the arrow to land on the thin blue area and then he will get free…

*rustle* *crack*

And the collar opened, Jeff could finally get his neck free from that annoying piece of metal. The metal twine that pulled him towards the wall pulled the collar very fatly towards the wall. Lyra used her magic to stop the collar from hitting the wall behind Jeff and making unneeded sound of metal hitting bricks.

“Ok, where am I?”

He looked around and noticed that the room was a lot bigger then before, there was more medical equipment attached to him. He looked at the drip and he tried to read what this thing contained. Probably as half animal herbivores, they gave him a droplet with large revaccounts full of vitamins and other.

“In Ponyvile hospital, you are so valuable that they gave a new room”

“I’m honored, now, do I have trouble?”

“I think not, did you do something bad? Are you supposed to have trouble?”

“I think not…”

“Then you won’t, trust me, are most humans like you?”

“What do you mean?”

“Wings, tall, not to muscular but still enough muscular. Magic users and such, or are there races that can and can’t have such traits?”

Jeff just barely woke up, he just got himself free from being a slave, and now he is asked questions he would supposed to be asked at a University or something.

“Isn’t this to quick to ask questions?” He sighed “What am I supposed to do when those ‘doctors’ come?”

Lyra gave him a stare, she looked pissed at him now, like not pissed, just very, very pissed right now. She had a shadow hiding he eyes that glow yellow. Jeff started to sweat under the blankets when he saw that. Maybe it wasn’t a nice thing to say right now, as he asked a question himself, but she shouldn’t be so angry about it.

“You know I could tell you but its to quick to ask questions”

She gave him this sassy look of victory, she gave him it. Oh, Jeff now was there, embarrassed and also naked under a blanket, in any time now his morning erection would occur. He didn’t know if these ponies had the same thing to live throe.

“Hey, don’t be like that! I’m the one closed in this hospital after I did a good thing like saving that child! I should get an award for that, back home you would get a party even and maybe get some chicks too”

“So, you human males are basically the same as our stallions” She said

“And what did you expect?”

“Maybe an gentlecolt who would behave and answer a mare’s question ashes has more power over him at the moment, the power she poses can call the guards that can do nasty and painful things to him.” And she looked at him as if she really wanted to murder him

“I think we can cooperate”

Author's Note

I'm very sorry if this chapter feels rushed, I did this in a hurry and also I did this under pressure from you reader's. Yes you read this good, because of you reader, or one of you I had to delete a big amount of information. You know I'm writing here about you, don't you?

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Ch 9: I think, I told Her Too Much < Old Chapter > (Don't read)

Jeff changed his position from laying to sitting, Lyra gave him his clothes back that he came with when he attended to have his wings operated. Equestria already had a plus for not making him wait half an hour so that a doctor might be free. The guards that waited outside didn’t hear a thing, he can proudly admit that it was thanks to him.

Jeff wanted the guards to be deaf, not literally. He wanted them to be deaf when it comes to anything involved with hearing him or Lyra, things falling, burning or anything that might produce sounds.

Jeff just hoped his almightiness won’t fail him for now and these guards won’t suddenly hear him coughing or talking with Lyra. The clothes he had were hidden in a drawer, why did they even bother with keeping them close, or why didn’t they at least wash them so that he might smell the magnificent aroma of flowers?

These ponies really treated him like an animal, does he even have rights? There are other races and species in his world as he already knows, but do they have rights? For example, to have a house, or to have some privilege and speak their own language? Will he able to work here? Things like this are something he needs to know.

Jeff won’t force these on them since it would destabilize the whole world and who knows, maybe even he would create something like the refugee crisis. Better not involve in this matter. Jeff needs to go somewhere and make rules for himself what will he be allowed to interfere in and how much he could change.

Excellent example will be a family crisis, or someone being murdered. He might with his will just say ‘stop’ or ‘No’. A simple command to stop the horrifying act, but it would be unnatural, yes, he would do good. But if he says ‘stop’ and everything stops? If an execution of a criminal stops somewhere and he deserved to die? He will be released, and he will murder more? He doesn’t know what range his commands cover, he doesn’t know how seriously they are taken.

He has to say to himself, that his commands will only work when someone is in danger, or he, his new friends he will make with time, will be in danger that’s when he will able to save them or anything surrounding them from disaster. Not only that, but commanding everything to your will is boring, he might become the richest, but it would feel like cheating. Take all of fun from getting it, and the feeling that you managed to get what you wanted.

But he’ll leave an opening for certain circumstances. He will be able to save Ponies or Griffons, or those Changelings he was informed of, from death. But his own life here among them would suffer, he would feel…immense pain and he would regret the decision. Something for something. Maybe his views on the world, how it should work, and who should rule are rather radical, but the best case to understand everyone is to be equal to them.

He doesn’t want to play God for now, yes, he has the powers and he gave himself them. Like those wings from Saints Row. Or the magic and skills from Skyrim. The ability to be as sexy as Geralt from Rivia. This and more is in his grasp. The only thing is, he doesn’t know how to use it, and he will do too much damage learning how to.

Lyra, he met her. But he feels there will be something more. She is going to be the first pony he will rely on for most of his life and time spend here. What will hurt him is the fact, that he will be forced to lie about magic, his abilities. He will have to make up stories. Jeff has a very shitty position, if he said he is the only one with magic, wouldn’t it make him special. Make them ask more questions etc.

Jeff needs to play his cards, and he needs to do it perfectly. As God he is just perfect at anything if the God mode is on. God mode…what if he could turn it off? This could prove disastrous, he might make his God powers just leave him. He might not be able to turn them on as he wouldn’t be almighty and have the right to do it.

What’s worse this can make the universe collapse, leaving his body and his soul would force Morgan Freeman to again search for a poor soul for the task. What’s more, his sacrifice would go to waste, and it will sound very selfish, but he would at least like to have these divine powers for himself. He might not use it, but the fact he would have it, would help him mentally and would also support him when he would think he is doomed in hope he might always do something very unnatural and powerful.

Looking back at the Bible, or any other religion and tales from Fantasy stories. He has the power to do anything. Really anything, he can force ponies to do what he wants. The temptation on trying to make someone do what you want is so strong in him. He could imagine lots of people follow him blindly.

Lyra is sitting on her chair, and he is putting his shirt on. She only sees his wings and a part of his head. Lyra is rather sitting in a philosophical position. Lyra is currently debating, and thinking, and telling herself how is Jeff even going to put his shirt on, when his wings clearly won’t allow him?

“Jeff”

“Yeah?”

“How are going to put your shirt on, when clearly your wings are to big to even fit?”

Exactly, Jeff didn’t think thru this, and now the very impart question, how the hell did he fly when he had his shirt on and he summoned his wings? Maybe the wings were attached to the shirt? Naah, it doesn’t have sense! Either way, he can now unsummon them, if only nothing will catch on fire, he will be Gucci.

“Yes, ummm…are you scared of things disappearing?

Lyra just changed her impression from normal to a more, questioning one “No?”

“You sure?” He turned around to look at her

Lyra stared into those blue eyes, like ponds, like two very expensive diamonds, hypnotizing and so desirable. If only they could be taken, to have them hidden in a small chest and to stare at them the whole night.

“It depends, what do you have in mind?”

Jeff sighted, and stood up, he threw his red plain shirt back on the bed, like an angel that has the best aim on whole heaven. His shirt while falling, first bounced of the surface with the sleeves still on the sheets. Then when it landed, the force pulled the sleeves and they landed in a crossed position, almost ready to be put into a wardrobe.

Jeff, full of fear and a small cringe on his face was ready to make his wings disappear. He prayed to every possible chance he has so that nothing will catch on fire. With the abilities of his divine power he has done what Johnny Gat would do. He unsummoned his wings by just wanting them to go away with his thoughts.

Behind his back, first there was smoke, it followed with fire and orange particles covering his wings. The feeling was itchy. The edges of his wings disappeared with light shining and almost instantly making the presence of the wings disappear. The rest of his wings disappeared like this, in a very quick small flicker of light, that left some smoke and heat behind him.

Jeff turned to look at Lyra. If this was shock, or just if she was frightened by what she saw. One of those things wasn’t enough to describe her expression. Mouth opened, eyes widened as if she saw a ghost. She had her notes in front of her, to “protect” herself from the possible things that could harm her. Her legs on the chair. For the love of Jeff, there was no mouse in this room to do that!

Jeff smiled weakly to indicate nothing bad happened. Lyra nodded, to herself. To encourage herself to stop being scared. This wasn’t normal, no, wings aren’t supposed to be burned and be gone like this. For the love of Celestia, and in the name of Luna's moon. The everlasting love of Princess Cadence. How?

She pointed at him “W-What. Was. THAT!” Lyra yelled

Jeff knew he has ordered the world, that the guards are supposed to be almost deaf, but still he had to act as if he wanted her to be quiet and shut up. So, he begin to act, and shook his hands in every possible direction and pointed at the door. He was on his knees, begged with signs so that she can be quiet.

The guards didn’t enter the room, so this meant it worked. But still Jeff did this only in case things like this would happen. Then again, he is doomed, and he is screwed if a pony past by them and heard Lyra. This was more of an insurance, he won’t always hide himself like now, today is a special reason for this.

“Lyra listen, this is totally normal, it was supposed to be like this.” Jeff assured her, and he tried to keep his voice low

“This, is very weird” She said, her voice clearly in panic level

“Lyra nothing happened, you want to know something? You have just a perfect an opportunity. Do anything, write anything and send to the dudes who are responsible for me but please, let me explain” With his hands forward, and palms together as if he prayed. Jeff looked at her, a begging, but cold stare.

“Ok, sure…e-explain then…” She said, and looked away while supporting her head on her hand

Jeff stood up “Thank you”

He took his shirt and put it on, this was worse than he thought it would be. What a drama queen. Jeff carefully approached his bed and sat, with his hands up to make her see he is harmless. Her nails are much thicker and longer then his, she is more dangerous than he could possibly be. Normally, but now, he can blow up the moon scratching his ear.

Lyra was, not in the greatest mood right now. Jeff only waited for her to allow him to speak, so that he won’t push anything. She is a girl, yes, she is, there is no doubt. First, she, then he. Wait and don’t do anything violent. Lyra took a pencil, she also reached for some paper so that she can start writing when he will start his explaining.

Jeff had one of his hands turn into a fist, then he put two fingers up.

She nodded, slightly moving her head up and down. “You can start”

Then with the speed of a snail he put his hands down, looking at lyra and making her stare back at him keeping eye contact she wanted to break but he didn’t allow her with his glorious male superiority. Jeff opened his mouth, then closed it. He didn’t know what to say or ho to explain this, he looked for any logical sense in this.

“It's, complicated, let me start with me telling you that this is magic” Jeff still maintained eye contact “Some, have this ability, if, if, if, if…they master the ability tooooooo” He desperately looked for a good word “Control!” Like a thunder, he dropped the word “Their body”

Lyra nodded and wrote what he has said down, not perfectly as he said, she put it in third person and, she added a few sentences from what she understood.

“C-Continue” How hard you could search for other emotions, fear dominated in her voice

“Wings are connected to magic, and let you fly easier.” He tried to move his hands so that he might explain it easier “They also let you do other sorts of things, from protecting, casting shields and magical barriers.” Lyra got more interested as her left ear has moved like a cats in a carton “To attacking, for instance, there is a spell that gives you the power to literally grab air and make small balls of wind to throw them into your enemy.” He broke the eye contact and looked down

“Can you, touch clouds?” She asked

“No, this is impossible, only pure magic allows you to touch them.” He paused “Why do you ask?”

She quickly finished writing down what Jeff has said “The Pegasi, like Rainbow Dash. They can touch and move clouds, or when they really want, they can hit a cloud and make lighting”

“Cool! What happens if the accidently make a cloud shoot Lighting?”

“They go to prison for ten years”

“I could have thought that…” He looked at the side sadly

As Jeff moved on the side, Lyra noticed a feather from his wings on the floor, it still burned. What’s weird it didn’t stop burning but just seemed to be natural. She could take one of them for some experiments, or maybe tests. Maybe Jeff will be allowed to touch clouds in her world since in his he couldn’t?

Jeff followed Lyra’s gaze, he noticed the same object she looked at, he reached for it, he had to grab it while leaning on the bed metal barrier. But ultimately, he managed to take it and he looked around it. He then changed his target from looking at the burning white like snow, and on the edges black like the void feather to the mint colored pony, who had some cute in her. Waste or not, it came from the fact she is a pony, and Jeff finds most animals cute, not that he thinks she is just an animal course.

He then extended his hand forward with the feather, which the light of the lamp over him made it as if honey was covering it, and it shone like a pearl.

“Do you want it?”

Lyra gasped and blushed hard, she got more squeezed and her ears moved like crazy. Steam from her nose was visible as she exhaled big amounts of it, she looked left and right. Her hair fell over her face and it was hidden from the confused and surprised gaze of Jeff’s wonderful blue eyes.

“Did I say something…very wrong?” He asked “Lyra please respond I don’t want to look like an idiot!”

Lyra with her hand, she moved her hair away. She looked at him, her eyes glimmered like the night sky. Her eyes were like the halls of stone in the Hobbit. Pure gold, pure gold! Valuable like the Biggest diamond that belongs to the Queen of Britain, shining and innocent like the Virgin Mary. Her muzzle, her mouth, was wavy. Her cheeks red like strawberries, the red color was true red color. Not of those fake reds shades, no, this was the true red!

“You're new here” She said, “You don’t know the local customs and traditions” Jeff’s body pored so much sweat, he would beat the records in the Guinness Book “But this is reserved for Pegasi couples that are ready to live with each other in one house.”

Jeff has torn the feather apart, once and then a second time. From that point he smashed it into s small ball and threw it away only his divine knowledge know where. He looked at Lyra and put his arms on her shoulders. She let out a ’eep’ but that didn’t matter. He has something more important to do then this.

“Lyra, this didn’t happen, this meant nothing.”

“Yes, of…course”

Jeff hid his face in his hands from embarrassment. How is it that he must be in this hell hole from the beginning! Lesson number one, do shit and never pick anything up. Lesson two, never propose anything if can have a more weirder meaning. And lesson number three, if desperate use God privilege to save yourself.

“You know, this conversation is being very weird since it started”

“Maybe because wings aren’t supposed to disappear in light and fire?”

“I explained why it happened”

“And it tells me nothing”

“I’m sorry, that back home we ourselves don’t know how it even works”

“Maybe you should do research about it? And what is with the whole air picking thing?”

“I would gladly tell them, if I had a way back, and wasn’t closed here like an animal with a collar around my neck, next thing and a whole continent gets transported here. First impressions will be bad cause you guys imprisoned me” He made a valid point, although lying that something else will be transported here

Lyra got angry now “Its not my fault, you were deemed dangerous”

“I did nothing wrong, I helped a child out” He argued

“You used magic around Princess Luna”

Jeff shook his head “That blue scary big one?”

“Yes”

“I just defended myself from those guards, they rushed at me”

“You shouldn’t touch a princess then, you boomed her majesty's nose!” She raised her voice

Jeff looked for an explanation for this, he had nothing else then to admit that it was his fault. Yes, he didn’t listen to Morgan freeman, it’s his fault and he admits that. But It's not the reason for him to be caged, and to experimented upon, like really. Let’s have some ethicality here.

“I thought she was a illusion”

“Well she wasn’t”

“Still this doesn’t give you the right to lock me here, I should have the same rights to be independent, free and do what I want and where I want while respecting the law right in this country like any other individual” He said with his finger raised

“As long as you are on a watch list, and you are disliked by Princess Luna and her supporters you won’t have too much of a chance to receive this”

“So, I can say Bye Bye to Equal Rights?”

Lyra just looked confused and really seemed as if she didn’t follow him “What are Equal Rights?”

Mouth opened, eyes widened, and a scared look was written on Jeff’s face “You're kidding right?”

Lyra looked at him and he at her, she had a poker face. No emotion or any facial expression was seen. Jeff got nervous, then if he won’t have any Equal rights, or if he will have some rights, but they won’t be strong enough to keep him above all the inequality in this world. He will be forced to cheat in some cases. His God powers will be mostly used to force the judges to be fair.

Lyra was snickering, it quickly turned into laughter and she tried to get herself together, she tried to give herself some disciple. But every time she looked at Jeff getting more and more angry, disappointed, sad, and betrayed she laughed harder. If only he could see himself what an expression he has.

“F-F-For the AHAHAHAH” She couldn’t stop “Love of F-hehe-aust…ahahhahe…you should see yourself in a mirror”

“Lyra, you almost gave me a heart attack”

“Jeff” *snickering* “It’s the first time I have ever heard something so stupid as Equal rights” She said and smiled still looking at Jeff

Jeff stared back, is she serious now? She is again messing with him, she won’t get him this time. No, he will respond with something equally horrifying for her, now he needs to think of something good. What is the best example other than the holocaust? Massacre of Nanking? How the priests have converted the Aztec and the Incas?

“Once there was a guy, he was a painter you know? He liked to draw and do paintings, they didn’t accept him and his paintings, so he got angry and sell them o the street. When a war dame, he was a soldier, he almost died but a Brit…” He paused “From a country named Britain” He again paused and continued “…Spared his life, this painter was an Austrian, he later got injured and then the war ended, it was a great war many, many died. He Hated certain group of people, so he built on this hate and this disgust his political career blaming them for everything, maybe for snow falling when it wasn’t supposed to fall. He outlawed their language and he just made them look worse, at one point in 1941 he ordered so that they should be gone, to exterminate them.”

“And?”

“Nine million were dead”

Lyra nodded. She understood the story and the morals of the story, she even ended it with her ending where everyone from that point got the “Equal Rights” A sad story, Jeff told her about a valid point in history, so it was her time to hell him something.

“Here on Equis, we had a King named Sombra, he was a cruel pony, he was a unicorn who was corrupted by dark magic. He enslaved the whole nation and made it work every day until they didn’t fall from tiredness, he ordered the stallions to impregnate their wife’s so that more slaves can be breed. It continued for many years, he every night ordered one child to be murdered in front of their parents so that the people may know who rules them and who has the power over them. Until Princes Celestia and Luna defeated him. They imprisoned him in the cold and lonely norths, but Sombra cursed his country, the Crystal Empire, and it dispersed for one thousand years, until recently. A few years ago, it appeared again, and Sombra was defeated.”

Both Lyra and Jeff looked at each other, but Lyra finally broke, she placed her hand on his shoulder. She looked sad, she didn’t mean to be so cruel to Jeff. He had the right to know the truth, but he didn’t have the Equality. Time will heal wounds, but times doesn’t heal them Equally, since it heals with Justice, the smaller is sooner, than the bigger.

“Jeff, you know that I’m kidding right?”

“It wasn’t hard to when you looked at me with a smiley face”

“Are you upset?”

“Maybe” He groaned

“I’m sorry”

“Apology accepted, but will I get those rights or not?”

“Give them a week, someone will inspect if you are harmless and have a bring for a naïve stallion like you. And you will get them”

“I’m not naïve, I just trusted you”

“I promise I won’t do thing like this again, were you scared?”

“I wasn’t, I have the power” He said very seriously, almost making Lyra believe him “And ability to reject every attempt of getting me into chains”

“Why do you have to connect lack of Equal Rights to slavery?” She put her note and pencil down

“Because often it is the product of its absence”

“Not here”

“Then what is?”

Lyra didn’t want to say it, she doesn’t want Jeff to know too much bad stuff. And she moved her head right and left, up and down. She really didn’t want to tell him, he doesn’t need to know for now. Besides that, he might panic.

“Lyra I’m without them, I will use force to defend myself from any form of abuse, is it really bad?”

“Depends what you identify as bad…”

“Lyra please tell me”

“No, I won’t, Twilig-Princess Twilight will tell you if she desires to”

Jeff sighted, he was defeated, he won’t get it out of her, she is very stubborn, like a mule almost. What if he said it, that she is like a mule, would it be a racist insult? He might try, he is here for the first time, he won’t take any responsibility for his words as no one told him, in a way. He is defended by the fact he isn’t from this world.

“You are stubborn like your cousin”

Lyra gave him an asking expression “You don’t even know my cousin”

“I meant a mule” He smiled, that smile would piss anyone of

Lyra put her hand, on her chest, she looked at him, she let out two sad and powerless exhales. Jeff raised his eyebrow, she is acting again, she doesn’t know that it won’t work on him. Jeff awaited her response, he will again be greeted with a long made up story with some King, or maybe this time someone more or less important.

“Wow, this really hurt me” She said, “I didn’t know you can be, so, so…stupid to compare somepony’s to a mule in that way.”

“Was it that bad?”

“Jeff I’m not kidding, you could get a four-hundred-bit penalty for what you said”

“I have troubles believing you”

“Jeff, I’m serious”

Her sad and hurt vice did move his heart, he felt bad partially for what he said. But this can’t be that bad, can it? Well he made a racial comparison, this can be quite bad, but if she gets insulted by being compared to a mule, aren’t they like being racist and spitting on mules because they are worse than ponies?

“Jokes will be jokes and made up stories like you just made with the painter also, but this is serious.”

“Ok, ok. I didn’t know it’s that insulting”

“In the law code, it clearly says, that unawareness and ignorance doesn’t protect you from penalties that follow with breaking the Equestrian law”

“Yes, I understand we have the same thing back home” He blinked and closed his eyes “Back, home…” Jeff repeated

Lyra moved her head to the right, this must be hard for him not to think about his home. The more he thought about, the more he has been hurting himself. He will never go back if the Princesses don’t find a way to send him back. The won’t even have time to send hi back. And if Faust forbid he will be profitable, they will keep him here in Equestria

“Hey” She did three weak slaps on his cheek

The touch of his skin, her had had small layer of fur on her hand, her skin under her fur was the same color. So, there was a small difference in color. Anyhow. It was so soft and warm, it also felt as if she touched something very new, it didn’t feel like the softest animal skin on handbags. She expected it to be like this.

“Here in Equestria, you can do anything you want if you have the money, literally” She said horrified by the fact how much truth this one word held

“This doesn’t help me. It will never replace, my home in Brussels, or my parents house in London. Or the lovely estate Grandpa Johnny has left me and my brother in the States”

“You have a brother?”

“Yes, he is currently in Africa, adventuring and seeing places, the fauna, petting dangerous tigers”

“Is Africa a country?”

Jeff laughed, he looked at her and smiled “It's one of the seven continents”

“I’m sorry, this was an immensely stupid Question”

“Don’t say this, you didn’t know”

The rest of the time they two spend on looking at each other and smiling or thinking. Jeff Has a positive look on Lyra, he likes her. She will be a good friend for now. Just as thought earlier she will be the main pillar of his life here in Equestria. If only he could forget about all the things he has left unfinished back on Earth. He would be so happy, and thoughts of unfinished work wouldn’t bother him, his Fanfiction account would also get tons and tons of comments asking where the hell he is.

Lyra, she looked at him, and she also saw a friend. Maybe he isn’t a pony, and she isn’t a human. But she knows some things about him. She had her dreams, she had her visions and she knows exactly how his world looks like, from this big metal tower, to other various places she might just hear about. She will learn the places of those structures and cities, she will know more about their world, maybe Jeff has a good mind and could draw the borders of his world and how it looks like.

“You should consider writing a novel” Lyra broke the silence

“Why?”

“The story about the angry painter, and how he built his career on hate and disgust towards those nine million. Do they have a name?”

“Jews”

“Jews?” She receives Jeff’s rather unnatural nod “A sinister name if you ask me, but he wanted them to look bad and all. You made that up or did you add some things to an actual event that happened? I kinda lied about King Sombra and the whole slave breeding thing” She said, sheepishly, embarrassed that she fought of something so horrible

“From everything you said, what is the truth then?”

“That he enslaved all his ponies, and that Princess Luna and Celestia have defeated him. And that he has cursed the Crystal Empire to disappear for a thousand years”

“Ohh Alright”

“Why do you respond so unnaturally?”

Jeff snapped “No its, just I didn’t expect you to add something so horrible to an existing story”

“Well, you started with the genocide” She said “Besides that, on who did you base your story on? Or did you make this up?”

Jeff looked around the room for inspiration, he won’t just tell her he made that up, she’ll think he is crazy! It was a bad idea to talk about Hitler in the first place.

‘Fuck you Godwin law’

“I based my story on Thutmose the second, and his order to…get rid of all Jewish boys by killing them.”

“Are. You. Serious?!” She yelled in disbelief, and quickly shut up when she remembered there are guards outside

“No, the story about the painter was true”

Author's Note

I'm so sorry for this, for the long pause, and for the amout of my grammar mistakes. I aslo apologize for anyhting rascist, or something that might prove rascist, if you see something, let me know so that I can change it.

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Ch 10: HE Is Awake < Old Chapter > (Don't read)

Honestly? Jeff did something really stupid. He did tell her something she shouldn’t know. Staring with the worst events to represent your civilization is the worst thing possible. Sooner or later he would have told her what happened here, or I that time. Twilight would be a far more better pony to tell it to, she would probably understand, she seemed rather cold. It wouldn’t touch her as much as it did touch Lyra?

“Jeff you’re lying? Tell me you’re lying!”

Jeff had no idea that this would be so bad, he didn’t mean to make her so…So appalled. Now, how should he fix what he has destroyed. He has destroyed most of trust towards the human Civilization and also, he has destroyed the trust she had for him. Many would say that it's not true how could have this destroyed her trust to him? He didn’t do any of this!

Jeff says as he is almighty and all knowing. That it did, because he represents the entire human civilization now, he needs to firstly tell and represent everything good and perfect they did. When that’s done, then push in between the bad things so that it can deflect some of the negative effect it would bring with it.

But how should he do it? He needs to think of something while he will keep Lyra busy with his nonsense. He needs to create a wall from words and quickly made up stupid arguments telling her it's not that bad as it seems. To find a good argument saying he lied and wouldn’t tell her directly he made it up. What would you do if you heard someone telling about mass murder and genocide? Send him to a mental hospital, wouldn’t you? Or call the cops.

‘Maybe, force her to forget?’

This seemed quite irrational, he didn’t want to abuse it in case he would be mad with power. Then he would surely kill thousand upon thousand by doing a small step. Beside that, he still doesn’t know how drastically it works, how powerful his commands are, what kind of area they cover and how they are fired. He could ask for cheeseburger, and he would get it, but it would appear in a nuclear blast.

He would want her to forget what he has said yes? Hundreds of pills would just come here in a tornado made from cocaine, LSD, date rape drugs etc. Would all fly here from the corners of the world and make her swallow it all so that she would forget it? This would be terrible, abnormal, terrifying, hideous, horrendous.

Then again nothing other then that comes to his mind, if he wants her to just forget without any wonders of world ending scenarios, it will happen right? She won’t die or something? Because when she will receive brain damage she can also get an amnesia. But if he never tries then he will never be sure if he can do anything other than things like this.

Jeff looked at Lyra that wanted her response, she looked at him with a fearful scowl. He would too if he heard what she has heard. He didn’t know what to do! He could try to make her forget but that wouldn’t be ok with his conscience. Making ponies do something is really a tempting thing, however consequences follow, he would have to take full responsibility for what he has done.

He can do anything right? He could technically make her untouchable by any ‘bad’ effects that might occur after what he wills about her. Other than what you had just read sounded sexualized, Jeff needed to decide. Be God now, or totally throw away the power he has in his hands. This can’t be that bad if he plans what he wants to happen! Right?

Right…if to do so, he would firstly talk to her, slowly, and gently so that she might get influenced by his divine spirit. After he dominates her, he would order her to forget anything she heard about Hitler and Thutmose the second. What then? How to leave her so that his presence of unimaginable power would let her go?

He would think, and with his mind get her back to normality, from there if needed he would go back inside of her with his unbreakable will power. Edit and cut out or add things that would be required. Again, pull out of her, and be a happy he has finished his work, hoping nothing bad has happened to Lyras mind, and he won’t have to cry.

The burn in his chest, the stress before doing it. He didn’t want to, but he had no choice, he didn’t have any other way out of this beside telling her it's truth or that it’s all a lie. There was some temptation in doing this, a small part of him wanted to do it, but majority of Jeff’s mind said ‘no’ to this. So, did also his conscience.

But you only live once, and he must test it, it has come to the moment where Jeff will have to show his Godly presence before Lyra. His magnificent blonde hair will shine and burn the eyes of the ~~mint infidel~~. His voice will make her crazy, and her soul will surrender like the French when the Germans came into Paris.

Jeff breathed heavily, as if the whole world stopped for him. There was only he and he alone, maybe he was the universe? His actions and his very own heartbeat was the sound of music and the most beautiful birds singing? Everything was possible, if Jeff’s will was it to be true then it was, if not. Then it wasn’t, obviously…duh.

“Jeff I’m waiting” She said

Jeff looked up “I’m so sorry Lyra”

Lyra just had a sad and hurt expression, how could this be? Who would allow such a thing to occur? Why didn’t any politician from another country or the land where these so-called Jews were, stand up and said something? Nine million people, nine million innocents? Maybe there was a chance that from this nine million there were criminals in prisons, that had a death sentence, but only them, not everypony!

“Lyra”

She looked at him, his expression changed, he was emotionless. His gaze was so harsh, so unforgivable and so cold. It demanded something from her, it was almost making her powerless. She felt as if the magic she could sue left her, and the air around her was heavier than anything she could have ever imagined.

“Lyra, listen” Jeff said, his voice echoed

She saw only him, there was nothing beside him or under him above Jeff. There was void and blackness pure nothing in itself. Pure nothing, was this even black? Or was it so dark she thought it was black? He sat there, in his red shirt and jeans, the only bright object was his hair. Gold as the sun, in the blackness and it resemble a crown.

She dropped her notes, something was happening. She didn’t want it but then again it pulled towards him. An unknown force, that ordered her mind to just look and listen, her mind was plasticine in his hands. What did Jeff do to her? Why is he doing this, why can’t she ask him? She was sacred of this, this thing.

Jeff with a strange tone said “Lyra, you will”

She will, she will, she must do something. Thinking what she should do, she is prepared to do the thing he would ask for. She stopped her breathing, or did Jeff’s presence stop her breathing? Was there air around her? Was there anything more valuable than his command to her? No, there was only his command, and only this she was left with.

“You will forget anything what I said from the time you asked me about the ‘painter’ and you will forget why you asked that question” It was so hallucinating and so relaxing to hear it; his voice was angelic. Better than Princess Luna's songs.

Yes, she will forget this she won’t remember about the…about the…about…what? Did she already forget about the thing? There is a moment of him and her talking, she telling him a more gruesome and worse story about Sombra then it actually was. He said something about a…painter! Yes, a painter, but what then?

Equal rights…and then she doesn’t remember anything else. Nothing, a whole lot of nothing. There wasn’t even nothing, it was weird, why did he do it? Why did she have to listen to his commands? But they are so promising, she feels amazing and so close to his presence doing what he wants, as is she was made for it!

“Lyra, you won’t remember me doing what I am doing now to you. You will ask me what has happened, and I will say that you pondered about something. You will decide that it’s because of your lack of sleep.”

He ordered, his tone dangerously charismatic, so charismatic she could have sworn on allegiance to him and betray Celestia. it was such an incredible feeling to hear him and to do what he wanted. Almost her mind could not stand his words and the pronunciation of letters, letters so idle, so impossible.

“You will go, and tell the guards I’m awake, if they will ask you why didn’t you told them earlier, do not say anything, they will not do anything to you”

It was so confidently spoken, it had to be truth over the truths, nothing more honest her ears ever heard what she could hear now. His command and his truth were a shield, a shield from the unwavering power of words, and words hurt more than deeds or magic, so words would protect her.

She saw Jeff picking up something, she was stuck in one position. She didn’t see anything that he did. But when he again looked at her with the blue like two sapphires wonderful eyes. She would have come to the corners and the ends of the world to get familiar to these eyes gems. It wouldn’t be the same, as it they wouldn’t be his.

He held her notes, and he gave it to her. This wasn’t paper anymore, this wasn’t just some text for her now. This was her treasury, from a being like him? It made her hearth warm up, he picked up her notes! He did it for her! This was so exciting, is this the feeling of a stallion confessing to you? It’s so, unbelievably good! Addicting!

“Farewell” He said, it was so soft, sad to also hear his desiring voice say that word, it was meant for her

She wanted more of this, she wanted more! More! It was so lonely without him, it was so sad and so cold. She had nowhere to, she had no guidance without him, she had no power or reason to live without that voice constantly telling her where she should go. This was so unfair, it was like a betrayal.

Lyra’s point of view

Lyra blinked two times, she shook her head slowly and she again blinked a few times. She saw Jeff sitting in front of her. He looked at her worried, did she do something? Lyra looked around, with her eyes and then at her quickly. She remembers telling him her own false made up version about Sombra. He responded with a cheap story with a painter that as cruel as hers.

She then had a small talk with him about Equal rights, after this she has a black hole in her mind. She doesn’t remember a thing, it’s like she fell asleep or something. Maybe she really did fall asleep? But then she would remember falling asleep or a time where she was really tired, and Jeff would have woken her up.

“Jeff”

“Yes?”

“Did I blackout for a second?”

Jeff looked surprised to be asked this question “I think yes, you were like half asleep and half conscious. I begin to wonder if you were alright”

Lyra nodded, weakly but she did. This was weird “That’s weird”

“You seemed to ponder about something, you know, you had your head down and you were concentrated, and God knows what”

Lyra exhaled deeply she didn’t think about anything, or did she? It’s weird, like super weird. She had a déjà vu. Weird, but if it’s the case then why did this happen? Maybe because she has been staying up lately. She didn’t sleep to much and since she got here, she was all slow and at turtle speed. Or even tortoise speed, she wouldn’t be able to even swim.

“Jeff, its been nice talking to you. But I think I need to go home”

Jeff nodded and smiled “Its been nice talking to you to” He said and looked at the door “You will the guards I’m awake?”

Lyra looked at the door, she felt cold while looking at those doors, it was probably also cold outside. But it won’t be as bad as she thinks it can be. The lanterns are glowing, so she won’t trip on anything, these dam roads need fixing, to much dirt is on them lately. In case it will be to dark she has her horn to show her the way.

“I have to”

“Its alright, at least I will have something to do when they’ll know I’m awake, and free”

“And that would be?”

“Surviving”

Lyra chuckled, it wasn’t that bad here in Equestria, but the fact Jeff is free might make them be aggressive towards him. Those spears the have are very dangerous, especially when they use it. From all things they don’t do right, the most awful thing they did was tie him to the bed, with a metal collar pulling his head backwards. It wasn’t to strong, but strong enough for him to not stand up.

But Lyra just realized something “But wait, if you are free I will get the penalty for freeing you!”

This is bad, very bad, she will get into prison in the worst case, ohhh buck! Why?! She needs to tie him to the bed again, or else she really will have to pay at least fifteen thousand bits fee for what she has done. Her scientific immunity doesn’t cover such things! This is bad, if he loses her he will be even stripped out of the possibility to function like a normal foreign citizen.

Jeff just shrugged “And?”

“And? And?! Do you know what kind of punishment awaits me? Something worse than just a normal trial, a noble trail. You do not know the difference of these two”

A noble trial is far worse than a normal one. The Difference is that everything under severe injury of another pony, or mental bullying that could have caused death of the victim. Is sentenced by normal judges that are elected every six years by the people of the village or city, with the mayor. The noble court, is gathered by the officials in Canterlot, that then send a special messenger called the ‘Escrit’ to the nobles asking for attending a court, to be a judge.

You would think that it isn’t that bad, the nobles although some are very just, and are righteous. Often see ponies under them, as less important, the also look at the pony, and where the pony came from. In most cases the sentence ponies with the worst possible punishment if he comes from a rival noble family’s governing territory. If from a friendly family’s governing a region or a piece of land territory, they let some things slip and won’t charge the pony to harshly. If from their own land, then they throw him to prison for life, if the pony destroys their image. However, if not, then he is given a punishment on the level a normal judge can give, often up to five years even for murder.

“Lyra, nothing will happen, I will just sit and do nothing.”

Lyra looked at Jeff, she could let this go, she can’t believe she is going to do this. Maybe in the future he will repay her for her efforts and risking her own life for him. He will be her source of income if Celestia will let her release her books about humans, and also, he will be the reason of her finally meeting with the more important ponies and archeologist, that did write some things about humans, and how mythological they were.

“Fine” She grunted “But you will behave as they want you to”

“I will, don’t worry, I will be so nice to them. They’ll think you made me that way”

“I hope”

Lyra turned back to pack her things back, she hid her notes. She got her things packed and she checked under the bead if she hasn’t left anything. She wouldn’t like to get back and see, these guards harass Jeff. They will, if only Twilight would listen to the ponies of Ponyville and not be constantly on her sick adventures here and there with the rest of the elements, and make did something like a reform, these douchebags have too much authority.

She took her handbag, and she turned to Jeff. He seemed to be sad she goes away, she did really enjoy the talk. Maybe weird, but rather funny. He is alone in this world, he has no one with him other than memories. He had a brother, he won’t have one anymore. In the worst case, he will be stuck here. It has to feel horrible to know there is a chance of him not returning.

“Hey, don’t be so sad”

“I’m not sad, I’m worried actually”

“About what?”

She stood in front of him, she was small compared to him, after all he is tall, most stallions are 1.8 meters he is 1.9. When you get old, you shrink, and the taller stallions bones just hurt, hurt really badly in their elder. Especially in the back, he will have to visit many doctors when he will get old.

“I don’t know how will this play out, for some reason I’m imagining weird scenarios that could possibly happen”

“Like what?”

Jeff smiled and he blushed from embarrassment but he did tell her “Sometimes you had these thoughts, thinking what if this and that happened am I right?

“Well yes” She sat, for the time he will tell his awesome story

“I had a thought like this, that they call me to Canterlot?” Lyra nodded “From there you know, I go to meet your princesses that rule this country, and then bang! Only one is there, because reasons. Since as you said Luna doesn’t like me, she would be the one that is left. There would be a scary moment where I will be really rude to her as she would be to me. It would come to me and her fighting in an epic duel you know”

Lyra couldn’t hold back, this was hilarious, he and princess Luna fight? In an Epic duel? Wow she would have to see this! This would be so funny, he is way smaller than Luna, so he would be avoiding her magic and attacks while he would try to win using the time Luna would have to defeat him. If Jeff would win, she would contribute to put him a statue from metal on some or less of the important alley.

“Don’t laugh, this could be a thing you know” Jeff grunted

“I’m so sorry, but this is just ridiculous”

“I find your lack of faith in me…disturbing” He said

“I have plenty of faith in you, I could even pray to you if you want”

“Better not” Jeff immediately responded

“Of course, oh divine deity” Lyra snickered for the last time

Lyra stopped her laughing, she both with Jeff spared a minute of silence. What for? She or Jeff didn’t know. But while the silence dominated, Jeff fell on his bed. With his hands under his head, Lyra was jealous of this. She wanted to go to bed too. She will do just that.

“Jeff, I need to go”

“Mhmm, don’t invite them with open arms”

“I won’t, they will invite themselves in”

“Back home, for something like this, they could get fired.”

“Here in Equestria, they have more rights than citizens”

Lyra stood up, she took her handbag and she went to the door. She placed her hand on the door handle, she turned back and waved to Jeff, he waved back to her. She turned the door handle, and she opened the door, the light from the hallway blinded her, as the lamps were stronger than the one in Jeff’s room.

Jeff’s point of view

“Here in Equestria, they have more rights than citizens”

‘Who was an idiot and gave them so much privileges?’ Jeff said in his thoughts

Jeff was happy, and he wasn’t happy. He was both unhappy and happy. This is impossible you say. I say for Jeff it is possible. Why? He is almighty, he can be anything he wants to be. He heard Lyra go towards the door, he saw her turn and she waved to him. He put his hand up and waved to her too. Maybe a pony, but she has a nice human oval shaped slim ass.

You can’t say Jeff is perverted or something, what would you do when you knew something is going to come in and point sharp sticks at you for no goddamn reason? Exactly, you would try not to think about, look at anything interesting. Jeff did the same, for his luck or not, his eyes landed on Lyra’s buttocks.

Jeff wasn’t happy when he looked at her ass. Not entirely happy, sure he just looked at it and thought its sweet and all. What else could he think? Jeff quickly looked elsewhere he isn’t that kind of guy. Sometimes it just happens you look at a girls ass. But enough about the ass, the badasses will come in any second now.

Another thing, when he used his divine power on her. He felt bad he has to do it. He thinks she is a good friend he has just meet and he will be for her. Nothing more or less, if he has to, he will order the world to leave her alone because she has untied him. If he has the power to stop something bad, then he will stop it.

This felt unfair and unnecessary to do. He felt normal, nothing did awoken in him, nor did he shine or his body turned to some weird substance. The only thing he felt was the feeling that he is above her, for a time he felt as if he could crush her with any thoughts he wanted. If he saw her thin as paper, then she would be thin as paper if he didn’t control what he wants to happen or not happen.

It’s still matter of training, he can’t lose control over this ability, he needs to master it, he needs to able to do millions things at once, create millions things at once. Every more and more unique and complicated than the previous one. Since he also used his powers on Lyra, he has a new temptation on using on the guards, and maybe go a step further.

This temptation was small and wasn’t strong enough to have something to say in Jeff’s mind. Its voice was covered by the sound of guilt he has used it on Lyra who is the most closest pony to him now, since he has arrived here. Guilt of distrust and guilt of using it, he could make himself not feel that way, but he won’t do it. The best way to understand everyone is to be equal to them.

Lyra opened the door, Jeff has heard it. He could as well make the guards be able to hear everything again. He just has to think of it. Allow them, make them free and not hold them back.

‘You may hear again’ Jeff said in his mind, and he pointed it his will at the guards.

Spike was sleeping, in his bed. A golden bed he might add. His room was organized, from time to time some chaos in his rooms is needed. Too bad Twilight has to force him to keep almost everything perfect. Above spikes head, there was a crystal like tree that held a big gem. Between his bed there were two windows.

Thru these windows spike heard something, he heard metal and something heavy heating each other. Whatever it was it was loud enough for him to hear. Spike grunted and tried to cover his ears with his pillow. But still it didn’t work. He didn’t grow up too much, he had so many adventures with Twilight, and nothing caused him to grow more than three centimeters.

Spike rubbed his eyes. He didn’t want to stand up and check who is doing this much noise but he had no other choice. If this happening near the castle, he needs to check if anyone doesn’t d something bad to the castle. Like break in, or, be just an hooligan, and paint something offensive on the walls. This happened a few times by the traditionalists.

Spike just with as much laziness as he had in him, he threw the sheets away and he let the cold give him some motivation to stand up. From all, from all, he had the worst job, but the best job in Equestria. The best, because he was the assistant of a princess, he could ask for many thinks and hope to get them. While other wouldn’t. The bad thing is he assists Twilight.

The young dragon stood up. He placed his steps carefully, the dark didn’t help him. He had a candlestick next to him somewhere. He just needed to find it. It was just beside him, where can it be…Ahh! Here it was. He picked up the candlestick. He breathed out small flame out, it lit on fire and he had some light, now he could look who is making so much darn noise.

He went to the window, too bad it was high up, he didn’t have the means and strength to stand on tiptoe. He rolled his eyes again, he placed the candlestick on the floor. He went to the chair that was beside his round table. He pushed it towards the left window. When he was done, he picked up the candlestick, and he looked who had the nerves to do so much noise at this hour.

Spike looked out the window, and he didn’t like what he saw, guards, many guards came to Twilight's castle. There were like fifteen of them, pegasi and unicorns. This meant two things, or something has happened, or they need to escort her somewhere. It sounds racist, but earth ponies are the most useless when it comes to protection.

“I have to tell Twilight about this”

He blew the candle so that the light won’t tell the guards he has seen them, or else they will forcefully go inside the palace. They can do it if the situation requires such actions. Normally, they can’t.

Ding Dong!

The ‘situation’ bells rang, it was so loud. Ears hurt like never before. They could even bleed from the amount of noise. Spike ran to Twilight room, she is probably awake by it already. The palace was empty, no staff members were inside only he and she were here. But this didn’t mean it was unprotected, if someone would have broke in, a magical signal would be sent, and the guards would invade the palace in a minute. Flooding it with three hundred, ready to get killed for Twilights safety white coated stallions.

Spike was just before Twilights doors, and he was about to enter, but he remembered the last time she has opened the door without knocking, and he doesn’t want to anger her again. It isn’t worth it. So he knocked first on the door, and he was greeted with a very polite response by Twilight, ordering to wait for as she is almost ready.

“I’m almost ready spike! Go and allow whoever its is to come in!”

“I know who! The guards, they came here for something, it might be about Jeff!” Spike yelled

“What?! Ok spike wait for me”

So spike has waited, and it wasn’t long until Twilight came out of her room, she was dressed in her noble dressing-gown. That had her cutie mark on the back of it, just in case somepony wanted to use it for themselves.

“Alright come”

Ding Dong!

The bells rang again, they were so loud, too loud. What’s worse is that they were heard even outside her palace, and she got many complains by the ponies of Ponyvile that they are too loud. What can you do? It’s not her fault the minister of defense, together with her brother. Made her castle like this, of course under pressure from Cadence and Princess Celestia she had to agree, or else these two wouldn’t leave Celestia and Cadence alone.

They are worse than foals, they need to get what they want or else you can’t sleep at nights. They will be upset because you don’t listen to them, they will call your parents like once Shining did, because she wouldn’t allow more then twenty guards for her diplomatic mission to the griffon Empire, so he had to tell her parents. Who then told her she should take forty five guards!

Twilight opened the big golden doors to her castle with her horn. She instantly regret she stood in front of them as Guards went in with the speed faster than Rainbow Dash’s sonic rainbow. They almost made her trip if not the fact she recovered from the sudden encirclement by them. They all bowed their heads, and saluted.

One of them did a step towards her and again bowed “Princess Twilight, we would like to report that the anomaly, known also as a human. Has just awoken, the guards have everything under control however the doctors would gladly require your assistance in keeping him secure” He bowed his head again.

Book of Fact

11His presence is without blemish, and corruption is so far away that it does not exist2There is no shadow, no evil in the voice, as if he were a father but also a mother3But all this is false, because it is not happiness4This is the way, because this path is part of happiness5Happiness to which he will lead you, because your happiness and love without his path, that is there, is not full.

Author's Note

So, I wanted to make Jeff wanted, wanted in the sense that he would be desired by ponies. He wouldn’t be loved, he would be like a parent, he would be the compliment everyone of us wants to hear. Every one of us wants to be as close as possible the the creator, if there is one. I won’t get further into that topic because I fear I might start and theological warfare down in the comments. But my point is clear.

Jeff and his presence, his existence and the fact he is beside anyone, is the biggest happiness and the most satisfying feeling there is. It's not love to him, it's the effect he causes by ponies being close to him!

Why like this? You’ll see in the future, until that time, see ya and write a comment

Ch 11: That Was Rather Unexpected < Old Chapter > (Don't read)

„Can I-„

„SILENCE!”

Jeff has been on his knees for some time now, he had his hands behind his head. He was ordered to look down and be quiet, not to say a word, and they even instructed him how to fucking breathe! There are borders of ridiculousness, and they ignored them. Who instructs someone to breathe? He understands that if he was a dragon just like spike, he could potentially breathe fire, but he can’t do that!

Even when saying things like this have sense and are true, technically he can breathe fire…he is a God, and almighty being. He could breathe water. That would weird for sure, but those guards are douchebags. The first thing they did was aiming their spears. They just ran inside the room and threatened him to use force to get him on his knees.

He is the ‘danger’ and he is a’ anomaly’ and something worth of mentioning, he is an ‘animal’ like thing! What the hell! Cool, he is from somewhere, he is something new and he is a Human. This doesn’t mean they can be so xenophobic, really. It's just sad to see it.

Jeff wanted to ask if he could at least scratch himself behind his ear. But no, they had to scream, they had to cut him in the middle of his sentence. They just had to, great. Is it the same to others? Is it because he touched that Princess Luna's goddamn blueberry blue giant nose? If yes then he is very sorry for that, he would buy her some flowers to apologize.

He would clean her floor for a year to just let him live normally in this country! In Belgium they would have more rights then he would. He would cook for her, he would even dare to use his God powers and do something to be left alone! As long as it wouldn’t contain killing or anything like this, history lessons gave him one thing. In countries before the 20th century death was rather a normal thing.

What is he even waiting for? Is Princess Twilight going to come in the middle of the bloody night and talk to him? Is she going to torture him? He won’t allow this to happen, he won’t. He will defend himself until it comes to the point where he will be forced to harm. On second thought, in this world he might be even forced to murder someone…

This world is in XVIII century or something along this, they dress like from the modern days but mentally they are still stuck back in time. Each world is different and unique. Here he can see it. He even doubts there is a separation of power in any of the countries that might exist in this world. This will be hell on earth for Jeff.

Constantly in danger from the state, will he witness the pony version of the French revolution? Or from those Gryphons? Maybe those Changelings will have a similar event in their history? He is immortal, and he will notice all of it. Of course, he might force the world to delete any thoughts or plan regarding things like this. But he doesn’t want to play God.

Jeff very slowly raised one of his fingers up, without any violent move so that he might not get stabbed. He wanted to ask what will happen to him, he wants to know his fate, he has the right to at least know that. If not, then this is pure bullshit he tells you. Jeff tells its bullshit and there is no other truth than his.

He heard as their armor cracked a bit, and he also heard them doing one step forward. Then it followed with a small wave of wind being noticed by Jeff. The wind blow against his forehead. These guards moved forward because he just raised his finger, like in school to ask something. Can you imagine this?

He could see with his eyes, that they held their spears really close to his neck and also close to his face. Jeff was scared right now, he might be God and he might be immortal, but this is too much to bare. He doesn’t want to die. Jeff stopped in his efforts to ask the guards anything. He has been quiet, and he hoped, but not commanded or wished, that they won’t hurt him.

This was also a good time to train his thoughts, he didn’t wish or command them to leave him and don’t hurt him… But he hoped they wouldn’t hurt him for doing absolutely nothing more then existing and living. It might be that his hope influenced them, and they didn’t move an inch. It can be pure luck nonetheless

Jeff also begin to in his head think about the meaning of being an immortal God. He will see his friends die, he will see everything he will love here in this world eventually get destroyed or broken, maybe rot away. This is so sad to think about, at least he won’t see his family die, even when thinking about such things positively is hard as hell.

Everything will eventually die, it’s a cycle of life, he is immune to it. He is death and he is Life. He can with words order all the females in the world to become sterile and the same with the males. Or he could be like Moses and destroy entire continents and countries with whatever comes to his mind, he is God.

When thinking about death, there always is a thought asking.

What is I could control it?

He can, Jeff can do more than control it, he can create it and even modify it in such way death will be life and life will be death. Things that seem to be illogical can be a fact, things he would just plainly imagine being true might be theories that would be almost never discovered and write or thought of. A white black hole for example.

What if his own mood can guide the world? What if his tears when he would cry would cause new types of minerals to be created? What is the salt his tears contain would be diamonds raining on the homes of this planet?

How many possibly could he hurt, by just being him? How many could he hurt by himself being hurt? Immortality would be the one to blame, that he would be sad and that he would be depressed as all things would die and not come back, just if he lets them go away and he won’t force them back? This is worse than he imagined

Jeff sighted, the Guards only responded with a more aggressive position, although they didn’t move. Jeff didn’t see how they held their spears or how tense they were. Jeff just went into more deeper thinking, he accepted the proposal to save billions of lives. He did think about himself and his family.

He forgot to think about Immortality, immortality will be the nail that would with each passing of someone he would know, go deeper and deeper into his heart, making his blood that would be his emotions spray on the floor that is the universe.

Who would be one of his closest friends n this world? Lyra, maybe. Those friends of Twilight if he gets to know them better? Could be. Spike could be a good buddy, and Discord himself is immortal, he won’t lose him if that draconequus won’t die on him. Even Morgan Freeman said he will become friends with Discord thanks to him doing something.

For now, he has nothing to lose, other then the fact he is responsible for all the plants and animals living here and doing bad stuff to other various animals and races. Jeff although he didn’t want to play God, the fact he will be one made him think about everything that exists.

Magic is one thing, he ordered himself to have the abilities from certain games that were his childhood and his life nowadays. He has something to survive in this world without him being constantly on God mode. The thing is, he doesn’t know how to use them, he did use quen when in hospital bed.

‘Dammit’

So much to do and know, but so much will come after it, he might get to know all the thing his predecessor created, but there won’t be too much new things here. Yes, new Races and cultures, definitely new animals probably.

Magic, he saw it in tons of movies and he read a few books and played a lot of fantasy games to know how magic looks like. Normal things like math and Politics he likes to think about sometimes, will be rather the same.

New things will include food for a hundred percent. Traditions and Holidays will be new, all in all he has to maintain his own traditions and his own celebrations. He needs to remember that he is a Brit with American background from both his father and mother side. While his mother is also half a swede and in one fourths German.

His Grandma is from Britain and she was the wife of his only grandpa Johnny, that has left him and his brother a big estate in the US. If he remembers correctly, it was four hundred acres big or so. It's worth a lot, and the land on it is very fertile, he isn’t an expert in this but almost all of it, if not all, is loam soil that is the best for agriculture.

Getting back to his original thoughts, Jeff could just make it, so he would know everything about this world. There would no fun in it and if he knew everything this would also mean bad things, he doesn’t need a depression from knowing horrible things in detail.

Jeff heard how a crowd was coming his direction, he could hear the armored boots of the guard’s codling with the floor making the loud sound of metal hitting stone. Definitely these guards are going to receive back-up.

Jeff didn’t look up who was heading towards him. Jeff would get stabbed to death by the guards if he did that, because it would be aggressive behavior. He can bet, he can bet his liver that it would happen.

“Stand up, now”

Jeff did as the guard ordered and he still kept his hands on the back of his head. He finally was able to look who was coming his direction, and all he saw was a thick two-person layer protecting a levitating crown that went down the hallway. He didn’t know if this was real or if someone had a birthday party in this place and still wore his birthday crown the guest have made.

‘Maybe Twilight, she is a princess’ Jeff thought

The guards had their swords just beside them, some had spears in their hands and some wore shields. However, no one had a bow or anything that could just in case shot him down if he the great and dangerous anomaly decides to escape.

In a short amount of time he managed to see her head and her lavender hair. If he wasn’t in such a position, he would comment how funny it looks like while being protected by two circles made from guards armored in a plate armor. Twilight wasn’t happy because of this, she wanted to dismiss them, but these guards wouldn’t let her go alone.

Jeff remained serious, he isn’t forced to even hide his animal face away from her majesty. This is a great honor and surely a token of trust from the pony side. Not that these guards are aiming at his lungs from the side.

The guards stopped with Twilight, the ones with shields and swords went inside Jeff’s room and formed a wall of shields. They had their swords stick out from behind the shields. The ponies with spears then went in and placed the spears so, that they aimed them at him. The spears weren’t pikes, so he didn’t have to move backwards.

The rest just formed one array that waited for Twilight to come in. She rolled her eyes, this was unnecessary, all this protection and all these protocols were unneeded. Yes, something can happen to her since the traditionalists don’t like her and really want her gone, but she can deal with it, she as an element of harmony and not a princess managed to deal with different kinds of dangers.

Twilight went in and stood before Jeff, while of course protected by the guards in front of him. He looked at her with an emotionless stare, she could say he was pleading her to make all those guards go away. She could, but the amount of consequences she would face was just to great. Not only her brother would constantly write to her saying why did she even do this and why did she even order them to go away. But it would be written in the newspaper.

From there, everything goes down.

Twilight didn’t know how to start, she didn’t see Jeff in a while and e has a lot of questions. She inspected him, and she immediately saw he didn’t have his wings. She blinked a few times, only to make sure she isn’t hallucinating, he didn’t have his wings. Nothing was behind him, and milky white feathers weren’t there.

“Hello…Jeff”

He just looked left and right

Then one of the guards shouted, “Answer her Majesty’s Twilights greeting!”

“Hi!” He shouted in fear he might get stabbed” …Twilight how are you doing?” He said immediately

“I’m fine, but you seem to lack…” She nodded to herself “…Your wings”

“I made them go away”

“How exactly?” Twilight waved her hand s that the guards might lower their weapons, so that Jeff can be under less stress

Jeff of course saw this, he felt as massive amounts of pressure fell from his heart. His breathing became more regular and wasn’t quick and nervous like before. He would sooner or later answer this question, it won’t be to much of a secret as he will live with this thru his life. But at least they had left Lyra alone when she went home.

“I can make them appear and vice versa any time I want”

Twilight didn’t quite believe that, the guards did neither. Of course for lying to the princess there was a punishment of being sent to prison for twenty years and a special ten percent bigger tax for the pony that did it. It could also include community work for three hours a day. The sentence would be public and everyone would know he is a liar.

“You dare laying to her Majesty Twilight?!” Asked one of the guards, behind Twilight

He grabbed a wooden Cush that was leather bound and prepared to smack Jeff for what he just did. Jeff Sudden reaction was of course looking all the way to Twilight. Jeff moved his lips in fear that he might again be punished for saying without having the right to speak.

While the guards made his way to Jeff, Twilight hand was in front of his way. It was a sign saying and ordering him to stop. Jeff gulped hard as the dressed in golden armor white coated stallion with alive colored mane stopped.

“With all due respe-“

“Hush” She said “Go back” She ordered

The guard bowed his head an with an angry scowl filled with hatred he looked at Jeff, visibly marking his revenge on him for making him go out in defending her Majesty. This animal surely has done something to her Majesty Twilight, and because of this she ordered him to go back.

Jeff was sweaty, his whole face was wet, as drops of sweat went down his cheek, and forehead. He was about to get beaten for saying the truth. How can you treat an living person like this? Humans are known to e dicks to each other, but he did nothing wrong, he even helped. Why would he hurt Twilight, she was ok when he first met her.

“Jeff I don’t believe you, you have to prove this”

“Do I have to?”

Twilight nodded

“Alright”

He had his red shirt still on, maybe this time the wings will make holes in them. Either way he can get himself a new one. He already told them about the power of creating things from nothing from his imagination that are rather small.

Jeff had his eyes closed, he didn’t want to get attacked. But he had to do it, maybe then they will be less hostile towards him. Behind his back, a there was a tiny boom of light. It followed with one feather falling and some smoke appearing, it also seem the light was more like fire, that didn’t emit heat but created an visual effect.

The guards were surprised, Twilight had her mouth open, it was the first time in her life she saw something like this. To make a body part just appear, the way it appeared was also really interesting, in a small flash of light and fire. One feather fell down, she would pick it up, if it didn’t mean something…reserved for couples.

“Good enough”

“Y-Yes”

“May I hide them back?”

Twilight nodded

Jeff unsummoned his wings, the process was similar, the thing is that his wings rather than appearing disappeared. Twilight had some questions, according what are his first views about Equestria, if he needs something or would like something. Jeff looked like a stallion that doesn’t need too much things. Her brother is the same, but when it comes up to something he would like this and this, why not that too.

“So, what do you think about Equestria”

Jeff hid forcefully his smile away. This pony didn’t just ask him what he thinks about Equestria? She choose the worst time. He has been almost beaten up, he is threatened by death any second he says something wrong, and he also is under constant pressure from whoever is this Princess Luna and she doesn’t like him.

“Princess Twilight” Jeff started “I didn’t have the chance to fully experience what Equestria could show me, I have to reject sharing my views about Equestria with you as they would be unfair for the time being”

“Do you need anything?”

“If your majesty could, I would be happy if these two” He pointed at them raising his left leg first and then his right one after setting down his left one “Could get smacked behind their heads”

Twilight taken back by the reply and request, nodded again and the guards behind Jeff looked terrified when they saw their Majesty princess Twilight they love and respect with their hearts and minds agreed to get them punishment for nothing. They just did what they were ordered to do, be hostile and always reply with hostile behavior towards the ‘anomaly’

Both Twilight and Jeff looked at each other

This conversation was shit, nothing interesting and it also was so fake and forced. It was incredible how bad it went. Twilight had nowhere to sit, and the guards were overprotective, Jeff was constantly scared for his life.

“Princess Tw-“

“Just Twilight is OK”

“Twilight, can I get my hands down?”

“Of course”

Jeff finally was able to get rid of the pain that followed with him constantly keeping his hands behind his head. He cracked his finger, it felt so good. He did stretch his shoulder muscles and his legs and back a little bit. His knees didn’t hurt for the amount of time on his knees.

“You asked about my opinion about Equestrian?”

“Yes I did”

“Its very low, and by very I mean extremely low”

“Why is that?”

“Do you want to change places? You’d get the answer immediately”

Jeff’s attitude became more rude as his ego kicked in. From time to time and in certain situations he is rude and behaves bad. This doesn’t however last long and Jeff is never able to insult anyone because of it. Sometimes due to such outburst he got himself into a few problems, but it was rare for him to get bigger ones.

“Jeff I came here with an proposition”

“What kind of proposition” Jeff listened

“I would like to have you closer-”

“-I don’t like where this is going” He interrupted her

This made Twilight blush, the guards just looked at him and at Princes Twilight. This did spark some internal laughter in the guards heads, but it wasn’t enough for them to even snicker or move from the inner amount of humor this stamen had.

“Not that way!” She yelled embarrassed

“Then why did you say it that way”

“I didn’t!”

“Yes you did”

“No!”

Twilight tried to say something, but she lacked words she sighted and let a small cloud of steam out that disappeared quickly after she exhaled it. Her redness also was gone, but her lavender fur hid the amount that wasn’t noticeable, but still was there under her fur.

“Anyways” She said upset “I wanted you to transfer to my palace so that you may be protected better, from there we could work on pleasing Princess Luna you made angry at you”

Jeff considered this, he could go with Twilight, it will mean that he will be watched and spied five times more than he was here, he will be contained and secured. So that they can protect him, he doesn’t protection, he is totally fine by himself as long as he can create an galaxy by kicking a small rock down the road.

“In simpler words…you just want me to come to your place?”

It also made her blush a little, she wouldn’t say it like this but if he likes to understand her invitation like that…

“Yes”

The guards surprisingly didn’t say a thing in this. They just let their princess invite the anomaly. If she does this, there will be a small patrol of fifty five unicorn guards dispatched to monitor and contain the ‘anomaly’ named Jeff.

Checking upon the anomaly would be highly advised while it will live with the princess of friendship. Twilight Sparkle can be one of the most successful, loved and hated by ponies Princess of our era and year.

Princess Celestia will surely acknowledge this as a process of assimilation of the anomaly and possible control over it in the future. The anomaly will be treated with almost the same rights and attitude like other ponies or minorities living in Equestria.

“What will happen to Lyra?”

“Lyra? She will come by and talk with you, or me, us both, every now and then”

Jeff nodded “Before I do anything, I just want to make sure I understand.” He started to count on his fingers “You want to give me a new home, sleep with me under one ceiling. Knowing that I have been deemed dangerous for some reason, and also help me from your own free will to improve relations with Princess Luna whom I hurt badly and she is angry at me? Correct?”

“That’s correct”

Jeff thought, suddenly he is greeted with this wonderful proposition to live in a Palace like a king. There has to be a Cath, it’s impossible for it to be just a friendly greeting thing. They wouldn’t have tied him to his bed if they planned something like this, if she has even planed something like this.

“There’s a catch and I know it, tell me”

“There is no catch”

“There is, it’s too beautiful to be true, tell me what it is”

“Jeff, I can assure you there is no catch, I will just study you and I will help you with princess Luna, so that she may acknowledge the fact you are an harmless pony”

“Human, not pony”

“Yes, human”

“You promise there is no bait in this?”

“Absolutely not”

‘I don’t have a choice, I’m homeless and they won’t just free me’ Jeff thought hopelessly

“I agree” He said tiredly

Author's Note

Man, Fuck this story yo. I didn't even care for the grammar today.

If there is an editor out there, free, pm me.

Write a comment, and goodbye

Ch 12: I can't < Old Chapter > (Don't read)

Jeff prepared to depart to Twilight's castle, how did she even think of letting him, a human, a beast. Into the castle? Or Palace as he yet didn’t see her home. It definitely will have walls and it will be big, she is a princess and not a rich noble after all. This is getting more and more interesting, is this town under her control?

It could be, I’d be cool to mess around the taxes and policies around this area and the surrounding land of Ponyville. Setting the inheritance tax at twenty five percent! Ponies would rise on riots and block the streets, maybe even a small uprising would happen.

Jeff was fond of politics. He liked to learn about it, he liked to express himself, he just really liked politics. He expressed his interests since his youth and he wanted to become a parliament member in the United Kingdom. He wasn’t happy with the European Union and its actions; the EU was making everything worse.

Yes, there were good things coming from the fact EU exists. Peace was thriving and from a continent of war it turned into a continent of peace and prosperity. Prosperity without counting in Greece, Jeff was also against forming budgets with deficits. It is stupid to take loans and to increase the debt, which our children and grandchildren will have to pay off.

It was also unacceptable for Jeff to increase taxes; the whole twenty five percent inheritance tax was just for jokes. The taxes should be low, people will pay taxes when they could afford them. If the taxes are low, the less willing is the taxpayer to avoid paying taxes. Vat shouldn’t be more then twenty or nineteen percent.

Then there is culture and cultural inheritance, museums, history lessons, everything involving the country should be with the mother language lessons and math on the first place. Everyone has a duty to defend his country. The spirit of patriotism should be awoken in children that are ten years old. This is when Jeff himself stated to feel more patriotic and more involved in politics to know what is going on in his homeland.

Any attempts on doing it earlier won’t do much, these attempts will only drain money. Going back to the tax issue, income tax is a penalty. Income tax is something horrifying, the state takes money away from the worker because he has a job and works. While it gives money to the ones that don’t work and are parasites sitting all day in one place taking the money from social benefits.

The government is this situation is a thief, a thief. Pickpocketing the money from the wallet of the worker. Income tax can’t be completely abolished as it is plays a major part in income. However, if Kuwait, a paradise, where taxes do not exist fictions. So, can any other country if they would find the new source of money. Jeff doesn’t doubt that in this world, there definitely is an ore or some kind of material that is very rare and the demand for it is very high.

The third issue, tolerance. Tolerance means respect and respect for someone's culture, worldview and religion. It is acceptance that there is a human being or in this situation a pony that has a different opinion than you.

In today's world tolerance means, giving up your values for the sake of someone’s others without questioning if they are beneficial for others. This must change, or otherwise the culture, the history, everything involving the countries culture will be corrupted. Three or four new things positive will be added, while other things will have a negative impact on the society. In Germany the Turks brought Kebab, a good thing. Now they are fighting with the Kurds on the streets.

“You don’t seem very happy to visit my castle”

Jeff was awoken from his deep thinking and brought back to reality from the world of politics. He looked over to Twilight, she was sitting on one of the chairs with her arms crossed. A guard was next to her eyeing Jeff with a deadly look in his armor. He held a spare; his muscles were tense and ready to stab Jeff if necessary to defend the princess of Friendship.

“N-No, its just that I’ve been thinking about stuff”

“What Kind of stuff?”

Jeff rolled his eyes and scratched the back of his head, what should he say? He was thinking about taxes. He can discuss with himself if his thinking is correct, but to think of something that would get Twilight satisfied with is way different. He was good at laying but now, the whole you are God thing, it just doesn’t feel right.

He could bullshit himself out of this, he could start speaking like a politician, start with something and then change the subject with each word. The more and more he goes away from the topic, the more he must bullshit and say things he doesn’t really understand and make sense.

“I have been thinking, thinking yes thinking” He started “Well, I like to think about stuff and you want to know what kind of stuff? Nothing interesting, about interesting and thinking isn’t it weird that when you think you work your mind? To think, the concept of thinking. Let’s say about orange, the color orange” Jeff stated to move his hands, to make Twilight less concentrated on his words.

” Orange can mean the fruit orange and also the color orange, but if we look more in depth into this word orange we can hear one particular thing.

Let’s say it in syllables, Or-ange, again let’s say it Or-ange. We can link the first syllable ‘Or’ with the color, the color is familiar to the iron ores color when freshly excavated. Oranges like most fruits were eaten and harvested, in the ancient times before more advanced technology and all that. Iron was also pretty damn important, now link the syllable ‘Or’ with iron ore.

Do you get it, do you hear it? ‘Or’ the first syllable of the orange and Ore as the vein of a substance, iron. If you look at the iron ore and an orange, you can see that the iron ore was OR(e)ange! This makes sense, just like oranges were important, so was iron! Not only that but all ores are important, and most ores ore hard and so is the orange, it is hard and thick. What else is hard and thick?”

The guards snickered when they heard the last part, but they hid it well inside of them.

“Weapons, and weapons are made of ores, they defend just like the peel of the orange defend the insides of the orange.”

Jeff was panting in exhaustion as he said most of this in one breath. But he successfully managed to bullshit himself out of Twilights question, talking about Twilight. She had strange look on her face, she looked almost ready to believe in what Jeff has told her.

“If you mentioned that rust is on the ores, then it would make more sense”

“I forgot, I’m not perfect to remember to mention everything”

A guard walked past Jeff intentionally hitting him, he stood before Twilight and saluted her, then bowed his head. The guards proceeded to take of his helmet and again he bowed.

“Everything is secured, the subject can-“

“Jeff can” She correct the guard

“Jeff…” The guard with disgust and sorrow face “…Can be transferred to your castle your majesty”

“Excellent” She said and stood up “Come with me”

“B-But your majesty he can be dangerous, we can’t allow him to go with you- “

“He can, he will, and I order to be like this!” She said in frustration “For Celestia’s sake, please stop with all those protocols, a pony can’t even have a proper conversation with a non-pony without you constantly being afraid for my health!”

Jeff backed away, he wanted to leave Twilight alone, or else he will be accused of making her like this. He looked away and stood still without moving. The guards were quiet and waited until she moves, not to disturb the peace in the room they didn’t, for now, do anything towards Jeff. This human, the thing. It definitely was the cause of this behavior.

There were rumors that he came from another world, and if it was true why did the universe forsaken them with such a horrifying creature? Maybe he is civilized, but he is a daemon in flesh, he makes princess Twilight act angrily towards her royal caring guards! He is straight out of Tartarus, and is he isn’t from another world. Then let the sun and moon, judge his actions and turn him to stone.

Twilight looked around, no pony wanted to say a thing, no pony objected. They are worse than overprotective mothers, truly this is cancer, and this is an infection she must deal with, but how to deal with this overprotective behavior with her brother being not only, a captain of the royal guard, but an advisor and a lieutenant?

“No ‘special’ treatment” she quoted with her finger this word” Do we understand ourselves?”

“Yes!” The guards yelled, Jeff covered his ears, it was insanely loud

“Good”

Twilight grabbed Jeff’s hand with her magic, Jeff felt something like water, or maybe jelly? Something between those two substances on his hand, his hand was covered by an aura that was glittering. It didn’t feel hot or cold, but it pulled him, like a normal person would pull his hand so did this aura.

When Jeff went forward, so did the guards that passed him. This time they didn’t hit him or push him, Jeff was making progress although they didn’t do it because they feared Twilight. The guards run, three were behind Jeff. When he was just beside Twilight the magical aura vanished and Twilight's horn stopped glowing in the same aura.

This part of the hospital he didn’t remember, it was cleaner and whiter than anything he ever saw. The floor was also white, everything was clean, not even one particle of dust was here. It hurt his eyes, the lamps on the ceiling were strong.

Twilight didn’t say a thing, now that he has some time to inspect Twilight more closely, he must admit that she doesn’t look bad for a pony. She has a muzzle that isn’t to long, maybe ten centimeters? She has big eyes, decent breasts, her legs are nice. Her hair seems to be very simple yet charming.

The lavender color reminds him of blueberry yoghurts. She is a princess, she has a lot of money and a lot of power, she is above the law, she can change the law or influence other famous ponies to do what she wants, maybe bribe her to speak about her high in public. She has wings, they are smaller than his, it adds some amount of cuteness to her.

Twilights seems to be also young, although he can’t really say as most ponies look familiar to him, he could only see the difference in their voice, in their behavior and in their knowledge. He would guess she is about twenty-seven or one year less or more. Twilights doesn’t seem to be a feminist, and he doubts she would be as there is no Patriarchy to fight with.

It seems that in this world the males should be feminists as there are three princesses, so, Jeff must deal with Matriarchy instead. Jeff wonders if this land has an agnatic-cognatic succession law or only agnatic, or it was cognatic, but they changed it because there three were the only ones left.

So many questions to ask! What kind of dynasty is Twilight from? She said her name is Twilight Sparkle, but sparkle can be a nickname of hers because she shines and is the best I the realm? So many questions he wants to ask, but now, at the current situation he shouldn’t ask. Better wait a few days and then start asking.

Jeff met with stars that went down, Twilight went so he did, every one of them went down the stairs. The exit shouldn’t be to far away, he might also ask about Lyra and how is she doing after all. He wants to know about that mint pony. She might be his only way of surviving here, of course if he will Twilight on his side he will be in heaven!

To think, what if this Princess Luna forgave him? This would be just wonderful, he wouldn’t be watched he wouldn’t be hatred, he would be free! Right now, he is like a SCP. They need to secure him, contain and protect him. The world should rather protect itself from him.

When he will arrive at her castle, he needs to organize himself and do a small schedule on what to do, he won’t yet make rules on how to use his divine powers, as they can be helpful for now. Indeed, he can accidently burn the world by drinking tea, however it is rather unlikely, his powers aren’t stupid and do not blankly follow his desires.

Jeff is interested in Discord, he seems to be a good guy. He looks weird and Discord doesn’t like him too much. Jeff hopes he can fix it rather quickly and have another quite terrifying but powerful friend on his side, after all Discord is one of those ‘gods’ and ‘anomalies’

If Discord choose to go against him, then Jeff would have to submit, he doesn’t want to play God. He only accepted this offer for those ponies and griffons, cagelings and the lesser gods know what else lies in this world to exist and not die.

Speaking of those gods, Jeff could wake them up, Morgan Freeman said it would evolve into a war between them. Jeff would force them to stop those hostilities and the Ponies and other races that live, could get help from these powerful entities.

Before he stops for ever use his godly power, he should order the guards or the rulers of this land, be it nobles or the princesses. To strip the guards, from their rights. Make reforms and make them regular soldiers, with a small amount of rights. More than the police and the military have, they are ‘royal’ guards.

This is a matter of debate, he isn’t skilled enough and he doesn’t know the actual situation in Equestria to determine if they really do abuse their power. Twilights has problems with them, surely others do to, probably the nobles also use them against each other. Maybe it will change in the following years, while he will still be in this world, and his body won’t die as he will allow himself to become old.

Jeff recognized the walls and the surroundings, he was almost at the exit, the whole time thinking about one and the same thing over and over took a lot of time. Will he e transported in a carriage? Who will pull it? They will pull it? That would be funny to look at, maybe horses would pull it? Two-meter-tall bulky beasts paid to do it!

Or just a simple walk to her castle, it can’t be far away, but he didn’t see a castle or any tall building in this town since he arrived. It can be far away actually. What then? Will there be Pegasus’s waiting for them to fly to her castle? He isn’t to good at flying, when he flew the first he almost feels down.

Jeff noticed Guards now staying with their back towards the walls saluting as he and Twilight passed them. He saw the exit, it was the same entrance where he came here the first time with his wound on the wings after when Rainbow Dash pushed him and the glass which was in his crusts fell deeper into his wings through the fall, veining the veins and meat.

He was so close to the smell of fresh air again, indeed fresh because in this world the air is not polluted with chemicals and smoke from the chimneys of factories. Jeff eyes the guards that looked at him, some quickly looked away and some stared at him, ready to strike and kill him if he only dares to do anything to Twilight.

The guards opened the doors, surprisingly no doctors were here, every pony went somewhere or were ‘busy’. By busy, Jeff meant being under direct orders from the guards to be as far away as possible from the entrance. At least he doesn’t have to be in this hospital anymore.

The wind blew against Jeff’s face, there was excitement, there was happiness, there also was a frightening thought. What if she just lied to him and the want to throw him in prison, or keep him under even more rough observation? This time under Twilight, as she has the means and money for maintaining him alive and under watch for as long as she wants?

If it would be like this, then he will use his godly powers. He will turn this place into wood! Or salt, or make it vanish completely, he will cause an earthquake that will destroy half of this village, with her castle and it will go all the way to the capital of this country.

Sometimes, even Jeff can’t be merciful and forgiving, and he was known to be easy on anyone who ever hurt him. He did forgive, and he did help anyone he could if that person wanted help. Sometimes from his own free will he helped his friends without them asking him to do it.

There are borders of his goodness, and when anyone ever dares to go past those borders with him, that are very far away, but still exist, he regrets it immediately. He wouldn’t be a tyrant just because they decided to betray him. But there must be some form of punishment after all, racism isn’t good.

Every person is equal, some are better at this and some on that. Here and now Jeff is the victim of extreme racism from the guards and from Luna. Or, this land isn’t racist, he just had bad luck that the don’t like him.

‘Maybe Equestria is Sweden of this world?’

Sweden is overrun and dirty nowadays, while Equestria seems very codified when it comes to different species, he didn’t see any other form of life then ponies! This could be a one-time thing, like In Germany where the smaller cities and villages are purely German while Frankfurt is diverse.

As Jeff walked out of the hospital he was met with dozens, dozens of guards on the outside. He saw a small army of guards. Three hundred or more guards, who has even thought this place, could have so much guards? Is it because of Twilight living here? Ponyville looks empty, it looks also like a village that doesn’t matter, it doesn’t bring anything from trade, it doesn’t have a mine with gold or silver nearby, it has a forest nearby that can provide the city with wood. They mobilized every stallion as it seems.

“What the fuck…” Jeff said to himself

Twilight also stopped and looked at them with widen eyes. Who called all of them? Who was such an imbecile to call all of them to come here?! This, this is pointless! She isn’t that weak, she dealt with worse things than Jeff! She dealt with Discord, and with Sombra, with Nightmare Moon the first time she came here to Ponyville and nothing happened to her, other than a few bruises.

She survived, and now as a skilled Alicorn, master of magic and any kind of sorcery that doesn’t involve dark magic. She could defend herself against him, she wouldn’t risk those soldiers to die!

“Who did this?” She asked with her hand shaking “I I think I asked something? Who did this, who called you, tell me now!”

The captain of the south-east garrison of Ponyville stepped forward, he had the same armor as the guards, but he also had a small metal shield on a chain that had Twilight Cutie mark curved on it, and the bottom right side was in color.

“We have been called to assist you in bringing the prisoner to your castle”

“A prisoner?” Jeff said out loud getting the attention of every Guard “Good to know I got a promotion” he said quietly but Twilight heard everything, and skilled guards could read from his mouths movements what he said

“Jeff, you didn’t, you never were a prisoner” She assured him

“Alright if you say so” He put his hand up “Not that I was treated like one”

She lacked words to respond but eventually she responded, “We will talk about that alter” She turned back to her guards “Who called you?”

“The captain of the Ponyville garrison”

“Where is he?”

The commander of the south-east garrison remained quiet he didn’t know where the captain of the garrison was. The codex says never to lie to a princess, it also says never to say false information. It also requires anyone below the rank of a division commander to never say nothing to the royalty.

“I don’t know”

Twilight would lose her patience and her will power any second now and she will explode. What kind of mess is this? There is no other way then to just calm down and ask them politely to tell her when he will return to report his arrival and get what he deserves, a lot of paperwork, and zero physical work for a year straight.

“Go home, I can go together with the guards that came with me, home”

At first there was silence, but then hundreds of voices started to beg

“No! We can’t allow this”

“What if he will do something!”

“Please let us go with you!”

“We love you!”

And so, on and so on, there were cheers and constant begging from the guards to protect her. Twilight just took three steps back and she placed her hand on Jeff shoulder, he didn’t know how to respond. But soon her Horn started to glow, he instantly knew what she is going to do. His eyes were blinded.

In a matter of second, lavender light covered them, like fog that also illuminated the surroundings, Jeff closed his eyes in time not to get eye seizure from the light. They both disagreed and their postured that were visible behind Twilight's magic vanished. Lavender light flashed leaving the guards quickly running towards Twilight's castle to maybe save their princess if the foul beast under the name of Jeff’s tries something.

The entrance to Twilight's castle of Friendship was left alone, spike was left in the castle. He wanted to sleep but he couldn’t go to sleep. Either way, he might as well prepare a room for their new visitor, Twilight told him what they found out about Jeff.

She told him most things, he also noted that the guards are extremely overprotective, what can this guy do? If he is at Alicorn level then surely, he can be equal to Twilight, but if complications would occur he wouldn’t be able to stand against both Luna and Celestia, with Twilight on their side, Equestrias whole army, Shining Armor that is the most zealous brother on this planet, and her parents without giving up in less than five seconds.

His room was just as big as his, he had one bed, he had two wardrobes, Jeff had anything he would like to have in his room. With that Spike closed the doors to his room, his room was on the second floor.

He grunted

Why can’t Twilight just once ask for a maid or something? Everything in this castle involves around him, the only thing that isn’t in his hands is making sure Twilight is ok. She has a doctor for this, he comes every three days to check on her. The most annoying visitor this place ever had.

“Spiiiiike!”

He heard his name been called, it was Twilight, he quickly run down, he didn’t hear the guards or anything, did she teleport or something? Or did she fly? But then, how did Jeff-he has wings to! He forgot for a moment he had, lucky guy, he wished he had wings himself.

Sliding down the railing he immediately arrived at the bottom floor. Now the real challenge, open those damn doors. They were locked, so he needs to unlock them, but he is to short and he can’t reach the damn latch!

He jumped once and then once again, but he failed to reach it. But he got an idea! He went up the stars which he came and went to Twilight room, she had some interesting treasures in her room, she wouldn’t mind if he used one to help himself out would she?

Twilight is crazy about Celestia, she has curl of Celestia and Luna's hair in a small chest. Alicorn Hair can’t grow from a certain point. Therefore, Luna and Celestia don’t go to a mane dresser anymore. With this he could reach the latch and pull to unlock the door. The latch was just a minor thing, there are more serious ways to lock the doors to the castle.

He found the small wooden chest, he took out the curl that was twice as long as he is. She kept it in her drawer. He went down again, this was exhausting to run from one end to another. The cutie mark crusaders wonder why he lost three kilos of weight. This is why, run up and down the stairs the whole day, you get the same effect.

Spike stopped in front of the door, he used the curl of Luna’s and Celestia’s hair like Applejack uses her lasso. He pulled with all the strength he got, and the latch gave away, while spike tripped the doors become open. Soon Twilight magic was seen, and the Princess with her guest walked in.

Spike hid the hair behind him, while humming like nothing never happened.

Author's Note

I just, I can't anymore, I don't want to continue this story anymore. But becouse I'm a douche I won't give you any right to continue this.

Maybe in the fututre I will return to it, for now have this long awaited chapter.

Dislike this for the grammar, or anything in particular, I feel weak writing this story.

If anyone wants to know where the hell did Jeffs Political views come from, google Janusz Korwin-Mikke He explains it better then I ever could

Prologue

The day was hard, it was an endless part of the bigger machine that tortures others, known also as life. Eight hours at work in the office, sitting and constantly doing something on the computer back in the company. The guy on the other side, of course is a smoker, and he can go out and have a cigar every now and then. Come back, work half an hour and have another one.

While a worker, who doesn’t smoke, drink or is addicted to anything other than free time. Must, and it is important to remember, must work more than the person that is a smoker or has some other problems and needs more time for himself. In order to calm himself or herself, too later continue on working.

Jeff, was the name of the young man that worked in the company. He was a friend of the earlier mentioned man that had a problem with cigars. The man’s name was Adam, he asked him once to count time for him. Jeff did it, Adam every half an hour had a fifteen minute break for a cigar. plus the break that is given to the workers as the law commands.

Jeff never needed any sort of those breaks. He worked hard to get a promotion, he wanted to have more money, rather than two thousand and eight hundred euros, he wanted more money for himself! He studied hard, he was a good kid, he loved his parents, his brother and his country, even if he is only in fifty percent English.

He was tall, he had slightly dark blond hair, and grey or blue eyes. He himself didn’t know and didn’t care, some call it grey some blue, others even tried to say opal or dirty marble. His facial features, he was handsome, you can’t deny it. He looked younger than he actually was, in most cases when he said he was twenty four, people thought he was at least twenty two.

Jeff tried to grow a beard, but he couldn’t. Genetics have betrayed him and he was doomed to be forever without a beard. He didn’t like this, and he tried different ways of having a beard, it just didn’t work. Not even one long hair grew on his chin. It would have looked wonderful on his face, that categorizes as long.

His eyes were the key to a woman’s heart, or at least that’s what his mom told him. He had that piercing stare, of a leader and also of an emotional and understanding person. Where one’s own gaze lands on his, ignoring everything around, the smile he can have when he is lying. Jeff doing something with his hands while the subject is looking straight at him.

Now, you may think that such a man has a wife or at least a fiancé, well no. Jeff is alone, he has no girlfriend and he promised himself he won’t have one for a long time. He decided he will make himself look good, to only make any girl interested get rejected right away. Once a woman hurt him greatly, he didn’t fall into panic or was angry, he simply said that he is alright with her decision. He accepted that she didn’t want him and wanted another guy.

It may be stupid to many, but he isn’t yet ready to try and form a relationship, he simply isn’t interested. And he still has that wound, that didn’t heal after those six years since it happened. Jeff attended gym from time to time, he wanted to have some abs and maybe make that biceps be bigger. He wasn’t too muscular, he was well built and his rather amateur athletic figure was enough for now.

He wanted to be slim, not bulky. His hairstyle went along the trend, although he wanted to change it for a good time now. Jeff has been waiting for his hair to grow in order to get closer to the desired hairstyle.

Going back to the original topic, Jeff hated his workplace because of that. Why does someone who works six hours rather than eight, receive the same amount of money? Why? That’s not fair, and if not for the stupid European Union’s legislations, it wouldn’t be fair. Why when he decides to work less, for example six hours just like the dude with the addiction, he will earn less?

Not to mention the building, has a smoking room! It allows them to only get into their addiction even more, he will ignore the fact that in some countries. Government run institutions have those and peoples taxes go to be wasted in order to worsen people’s health!

Jeff has rather explicit ideas how the world should work, he is a conservative after all. Maybe in some issues only a centrist. He studied, sociology, economics, math, law and also knows three languages as good as his mother language. He, has a friend who’s name is Henry, that friend from his own free will gives him free lessons about political science. Simply because Jeff always liked to have his own two cents in it. He wants to know more.

Jeff personality is surprising, Jeff is timid, he doesn’t like to get to know new friends, he would rather stick to his old ones. He, likes history and other cultures, he has no problem talking to people about architecture or objects in the museums. Jeff is brave, and not the kind of brave that charges without thinking, oh no. He is brave but not foolish.

He tried to never disobey his mom and dad. He listened to his older brother. He didn’t lie much in his youth, he did lie a lot when the topic involved something puny. He was a trickster and knew how to make bad words and phrases sound positive. He manipulated with words like a master. One example involved him calling the teacher uneducated liar, when she babbled lies about Lord Protector Oliver Cromwell

Jeff of course was millimeters from the teacher calling in his parents, he managed to talk himself out of trouble. The teacher didn’t call his parents, but remembered what he has said about her and didn’t let it go for a few months.

He doesn’t like parties, he prefers to sit in calm areas, where there’s not too much sound. It doesn’t mean Jeff is like a animal, that he is wild and doesn’t want to go on parties. He simply prefers being at home, he will go out if his friends really would want him too and he is in the mood. His sense of humor always adds a few wonderful things into the group.

Jeff really liked to travel, he had that passion with his family. He was born in Italy, when his parents were on their honeymoon. They traveled around the world to seek a new home, they tried by grandfather John in the US. He learned from a lot of things, for example how to give pigs food and how to properly kill chickens for dinner.

Grandpa John was the best grandpa in the world, full of stories a veteran from the second world war. The father of his mom which was also partially American and not fully. Jeff is a mixture of nationalities, he doesn’t know, but he for sure has two citizenships, he forgot which ones, however.

Jeff lives in a block of flats, about one kilometer from his workplace, he walked there on foot. Now, he earns euros, so where can he live? In Belgium, he choose that country for his new home because of the company that he works in. They gave him some money to buy himself a house and he did it in Belgium. He doesn’t know how or why they needed him here, but he accepted. Many didn’t and he understands them, nobody would like to live in a different country just because of his job.

The company he works in, has some ties with dudes from Hungary apparently and is heavily invested by the Czechs and the Germans. The company sells car parts, random things from around the world. Can offer you advices on how to guide your own small shop. Is open for cooperation with schools providing help in small parties and giving them rewards.

Jeff was coming from his work, after a whole day of typing, sometimes talking and sending different documents, he finally arrived home. It was almost ten pm and he wanted to eat something and maybe watch a movie before going to sleep. Although he could also go to the supermarket and grab some coffee, he has a shortage of that beautiful dark powder.

Jeff had his white slim shirt on, while wearing long and thin light brown jeans. He had his phone in the right pocket together with his wallet, that was made from leather of course. He had a small briefcase in his right hand, containing all different sorts of things he needs for his job. He wanted to work at home but he feared he might be getting not enough focus on his work but on different things.

Jeff has been walking on the brick pavement, every thirty meters there was a lamp flashing its light on the pavement. He was right now on his terrain, with other blocks of flat being around. They were painted green and white recently, and at least for now he didn’t see any graffiti. He has the pleasure of being on the seventh story and not on the fourteenth one.

Jeff has been dreaming about grabbing a glass and pouring himself some fresh cold mountain water. Jeff had his head low and always carried a small pocket knife in his briefcase in case someone decided to attack him. He wasn’t good at fighting, he was good at thinking. He could use the terrain better than most fighters, he was born a tactician.

From the time he was young, he loved military games, be it on the PC or on the ps4. He loved the Civilization franchise, the HoI franchise, he loved all of that. Fantasy books were his favorite reading material, together with…It may be a surprise, mystery novels that had intense romance in it.

Jeff was slowly approaching his destination, he has been walking calmly towards his home. It was one of those days he just thought about irrelevant things. He thought how it would be like to have unlimited power. Jeff didn’t often think about such stuff, but he for sure did from time to time, he liked playing games. Especially since GoW four came out.

He also liked to write, he liked to write stories on fanfiction.com when he had time. They were either crossovers or simple, yet interesting in concepts. What If’s that gained popularity rather quickly. He wanted to go a little deeper and try out wattpad, but he saw the amount of kids there and he forced himself not to join wattpad.

Jeff was other then most men out there, he was easily getting angry but he was a emotional person too. He could think of the most horrifying things and say them out loud with no emotion. Yet he really gets upset and sad when anyone calls him names, but he doesn’t show that as the emotions die out quickly when he responds with a good comeback.

Jeff when he was younger was rather frail and wasn’t strong, now he gained mass and some of those muscles he dreamed about. He was a smart kid, that was different, he was original and didn’t hide it. He often didn’t join his pals in making his school or classroom a living hell when the teacher wasn’t there.

He remembers that once, when they were on their way to meet a judge and get to know how the judiciary system works. The Judge told him, powerful words that maybe even had some influence on him, and because of them he is who he is. Not some douche, with a good amount of money.

You seem to be a child, that will be once a noble and just man, kid. Your questions were specific and I think, that thanks to you. Your group has heard from me more than any other.

He always liked to know much, he knew more about the world then any there of his colleagues in his school. He knew more about science and the world then most kids should know at that time, he was a special kind of all children that interested themselves in different things. But chemistry, from which he had the worst notes, he didn’t know a thing about chemistry, he hated that.

Jeff walked up towards the doors that lead to the staircase. The doors had to be opened with a code you had to type in the digital door phone. Jeff did that just that, he first typed in his apartments number, which was forty nine. He then clicked on the key sign, from there he typed in the five number code. Five, six, three, one , seven.

The doors opened when he heard the click of the lock. He pulled the doors big handle and opened them pulling them to himself. They needed to be fixed as they were difficult to open. Jeff walked in and quickly ran upwards using the staircase. Funny story about them actually, he was once told by his neighbor that he should walk slowly because he wakes them up when he comes back!

Isn’t this a little too much to ask? He heard similar stories, where a dude was sued because he flushed the toilet late at night and it woke others up. Or where a madam couldn’t clean her home, because her neighbor has his beauty sleeps and must be quiet. He even gave the woman the time when she can and cannot clean her home.

Jeff hit the light switch on the staircases wall, the light illuminated them and now he had a lesser chance of tripping and falling down miserably dying from breaking his spine. He found himself quickly at the fifth story and proceeded to go slower, and catch some breath before going again faster. Jeff still thought to himself how cool it would be to have the powers of a God.

He could change so many things, he could literally become the God-King, even though he would never do it, it’s too much responsibility even for him. Jeff swept away the sweat on his forehead while also adjusting his hair so that may not be glued by the sweat to his forehead. He has to take a shower, and then maybe go to sleep to later stand up at nine. Go buy something and at elven come back, finally go half twelve to work.

Jeff finally did the last step and found himself on the seventh story, finally almost home. He walked up to his doors that were on the right, while standing on the black doormat. He cleaned his shoes, even though it was dry as hell and he didn’t step on grass or soil this day. He took out his keys he had in his pocket on his white, slim shirt.

The keys were together with other, one being to a locker in his house, the other to the basement. And a few additional keys. Jeff opened the doors, he had to turn the lock two times, he gripped the brown, wood doors round metal handle and opened them. He stepped inside of his home and switch the light on that was on the wall on the left side.

Jeff took out the keys and locked himself, he sighed deeply and turned. The anteroom was long and tight, leading to four different room altogether. While on his right side there was a big wooden wardrobe he bought from someone, he needed one to store his lumber he got throughout his life. You know, he will become an old man in the future and he needs to have a shit ton of ’em in order to fill his house with exotic objects that were never used, while back then thinking he would.

There was a simple red carpet on the floor, Jeff took off his shoes and opened the earlier mentioned wardrobe, he put them in, beside his boots for sport. He had his suit in there too, but it as to small for him, he wanted to sell it to someone or at least give it away, but he didn’t find anyone interested for now. It was a simple black Armani suit, the one Slenderman wears.

He lived sparingly, he didn’t waste much money on his house, he rather stored his money. He opened the glass doors to one of the rooms that was on the right side. It was the room he was slipping in. There was a wide bed with a small tv on the wall, perfectly aimed just at him for him to lay on the bed and watch whatever he wanted. It was connected to the internet, so he mostly watched YouTube videos.

There was a dresser right next to the Pc, it was bought in Ikea. It had about one and a half meter in length and reached all the way to his roof. He had all of his clothes there, and it was enough for him. He didn’t need more.

He threw the suitcase on the bed, to the bed on the right side was a small desk, while on the opposite side, was a bigger desk with a monitor and his PC was under the desk. It had a large countertop he himself added in to have more space. While the printer was on the floor, he had a mini desk lamp too, he used it mostly to relax, play games and sometimes work on it. But only in critical situations.

The room was painted light blue while the ceiling was all white, he had a window that was closed all the time and only opened when he was in work. Jeff also threw his phone on the bed, he proceeded to walk towards the kitchen. His kitchen didn’t have doors, the kitchen was a small room that had everything in it. Literally, knifes hanging on the walls, the whole room was as if his own personal hell’s kitchen area.

He walked up to his bosch fridge from two thousand eleven, opened the doors. He quickly grabbed the water in the compartment meant for liquids. He was about to close the fridge, but he quickly looked deeper and noted he needs tomatoes, he had a few yoghurts and other food meant to simply be heated up in the fridge. He didn’t like to cook, he was bad at it.

‘A con for not having a girl’ Thought the man

Jeff smirked under the pressure of his own chauvinist joke, that feminists would just kill him for. What load of bullshit this movement is. Anyway, Jeff took a sip of water, he didn’t pull the switch on and the light from the inside of the fridge was the only thing illuminating the room. Jeff took another sip and took the half-filled bottle to is room.

While doing so, and walking back, he heard something brush against the carpet in the living room in his house. He stopped, he didn’t know if there was no thief right now in his house, or if simply this was a spooky ghost playing tricks. Jeff left the water bottle in his room. He gulped hard and slowly without making much sound, walked on the carpet.

He walked close to the rose red walls of his anteroom. While the clock on the wall in between the kitchen and the entering to his room. Jeff however thought of something better, he quickly returned to his room and closed the doors. He had a bat under his bed. He grabbed the wooden baseball bat and again opened the doors.

He walked with the baseball bat close to him. It might be he was overreacting, but with the recent crisis with the refugees, he is not giving anyone a chance. Ever since that dude climbed the balconies to save the baby in France. Jeff has been really tense on keeping himself safe, he wanted to buy a gun, but of course no! Stupid EU legislations are not allowing him to simply go and get it!

He would burn that parliament if he had the chance…Jeff walked up slowly with the bat tightly gripped in his hand. He wanted to first go for the light switch. It was on the opposite side, only the light from the anteroom lighted everything up. Jeff limited himself and didn’t breath for the moment, he counted in his head when he wanted to go in.

Five, four, three… Jeff counted, while again he could now for sure hear, something moving on his carpet in the living room.

Jeff begun to sweat, he had to beat up the guy, in such a way he won’t be charged for racism, and he won’t go to prison. This shit really is tense like that here in Belgium. He might be sometimes overreacting in such matters, but look at the Islands. Britain is no more Britain. London is getting truly Islamabad style.

Jeff counted to one. He let out a sigh and jumped into the room switching the light on with his fist while quickly standing up and holding the bat closely to him. When the light went on, he was about to yell something in German, one of the language’s he knows well. He lived rather close to the German border and he knew that a good chunk of the population also speaks it.

The living room was large, with armchairs on the left side, three were there with big pillows on them. There was a long sofa on the opposite of them and in between there was an oval glass table. If to look straight, there would be small private library with a few books. While the walls itself had two large paintings hanging on them.

He lived decently and didn’t aim for much, he just wanted it to look nice. He might as well start to buy a few decorations, after all he isn’t planning on staying alone for all eternity. What Shocked Jeff to the core, was the fact that the intruder, wasn’t a thief and didn’t look like one.

Jeff slowly pulled his weapon down while disbelieving in what he saw in front of him. On his sofa, casually sitting drinking a glass of wine, was no other person then Morgan Freeman. Jeff slowly took a step forwards and then slowly sat on one of his armchairs. He still held his bat in his hands tightly.

“Good evening” Said the old man, giving Jeff a arming smile.

Jeff was even more shocked then before, he recognized that voice, and for sure it was belonging to Morgan Freeman. This couldn’t be true thou, the old man was back in the United States, he wasn’t in Belgium. Or was he?

“Won’t you answer me? Or say something?” Asked calmly the old man

Jeff begin to stutter, he didn’t know what to say “Y-Yes, good evening” He managed to spit out

The two of them looked each other into their eyes, Jeff was overwhelmed with confusion that he might be speaking to his third favorite celebrity in the world. It still might be a thief looking like Morgan Freeman. Let’s be honest however, there is a zero when it comes to the chance it’s like that. Morgan Freeman looked down at his hands, as he held his baseball bat in his hands.

“Why are you afraid?”

Jeff lowered the strength he had in his grip on the handle and put the baseball bat away, so that it lay up against the other armchair. Jeff still had a long way before coming back from the moon, he is probably in a show with Morgan Freeman right now. They walked into his room and left him in his apartment.

“Am I on the tv?”

Jeff’s voice was like no other, his voice was floral and resonant. It passed other sounds like an arrow and the ears of the person listening had it easier to listen to him in the crowds. His voice held the power to simply hypnotize. To go along what he is saying, it's probably too much to say, but his voice was almost good to be called good for ASMR’s.

It had a goofy tone from time to time, yet Jeff giving speeches was wonderful, his voice especially gave his more charisma. He could argue and argue and after a few days even the most unbreakable man would agree at least partially with him. Be it bigots, some crazy zealots, he would succeeded in some degree.

“Do you think you are?”

Jeff gulped “I think”

Morgan Freeman gave him a smile and took another sip of the wine he had in his glass. He crossed his arms and looked downwards with his old and tired looking eyes.

“You think, that’s important.” Said the old man, humming under his breath “Tell me, do you believe in supernatural beings? Angels, demons and other? Alternative universes, parallel worlds and the omniverse?”

Jeff found that question interesting, he didn’t know if there was a hidden camera somewhere, he didn’t want to look around. Morgan Freeman was for sure getting philosophical right now, he himself didn’t like philosophy but he could have studied it, he always had the head to think.

“Yes, I do. In everything what you said. Science doesn’t exclude that. Although there is a very small chance for some magical beings to exist with each arguments they came up with.” Jeff explained, his emotions and the shock still having an impact on his statements, he can’t believe he is talking to Morgan Freeman.

Morgan Freeman seemed to be happy with his answer, Jeff didn’t know why, maybe he will talk about something only found on Discovery channel? That would be wonderful, he dreamed about being there. Maybe they are making an experiment with his emotions? Jeff simply can’t end this day without Shaking Morgan Freeman's hand first.

“I-I’m sorry for my manners, I’m Jeff Clifford” Jeff said and reached out to shake Morgan Freeman's hand

The old man reached out and shook Jeff’s hand, having his smile the whole time. He didn’t tell Jeff his name, Jeff assumed he knew his name because he asked if they were on the tv. They both ended their shake after a moment and returned to their positions. Jeff still being under the wings of confusion and excitement.

“If you had the power of safe someone’s life, by losing your own, would you do it?”

Jeff was greatly confused by the question the old man gave him. It was a really tricky and thoughtful question. He didn’t expect Morgan Freeman to ask him such things. Jeff never thought deeply about such things, but he knew for sure when he would try and risk his own life for the sake of another. Hen the chance of his death are high.

“Well, I have to tell you first, that it’s a difficult and hard question to answer” Jeff started, with a calm tone “I always answer truthfully, I don’t like to lie, most people would just say yes I would. Well. I’m different and I want others…” Jeff’s raised his hands and looked right and left, to maybe spot the hidden camera, yet he did it and didn’t find a thing.

“What are you looking for Jeff?”

“For the camera.” He answered simply, with a weak laugh at the end

“There is no camera in the room”

Jeff took it as a joke, he was trying to play on him but he was too smart to get into the trap “As I was saying…I want people to simply see me, and not the cover of lies. The cover many young teens take to be part of a group. I want people to know my opinions and who I am. So I will say, that if it was one person, I wouldn’t, If two, I also wouldn’t. From three on, I would probably do it.”

His voice got lighter and gained its weird tone that just interested the listener. Made him feel uncomfortable inside of himself to think that Jeff’s words and phrases make him feel like it because its truth. Truth that isn’t heard by many in the latest decades. Jeff is a honest person, but he won’t say someone looks horribly in clothes or on the photo, he knows he will hurt the person's feelings. He is honest and speaks truth in most cases, he found the middle point of not being hurtful, and also not a liar.

He does lie a lot when it comes to little things, but that’s just something he has from his youth. He can be hurtful and roast his friends, for the jokes and he knows where is the boundary. He ignores feelings when he speaks facts, that just something he ignores right away that person may even hurt herself, but he won’t stop saying facts.

“Even then I cannot tell for sure, there are different factors, emotions influencing the decision in the end. Even if I was sure I would let myself be killed for ten or more, I still can’t promise I would do it, as fear might overtake me in the end.” Jeff explained, he was almost empty and he adapted to the fact he is talking to Morgan Freeman.

“Would you, for the safety of others, become something, or someone unbelievably powerful. But in return, never see your family again?”

Jeff got confused by the question, he didn’t quite understand the premise of being all powerful, he’d definitely would do that if there was at least three individuals. He knows dying means there will be no more family dinners, and he will no longer see his brother, mother and dad. So it’s irrelevant, but living and never seeing them again is also quite different.

He would do it in the end, he’d have a depression for a few weeks or more. Maybe go thru an emotional crisis, but the fact he could still have a life and have a family maybe. Which would help him survive is an unrejectable argument. In that case he would grab onto anything that could become valuable, and in the end become his new family.

“Yes, I would still do it. Although I do not understand the becoming powerful part.”

“You like playing video games?” Asked the Actor

“Yes, it’s a hobby that helps me relax” Jeff responded viciously

The Old actor took a breath in “Let's imagine, you would gain the powers of a hero from a game. In return for saving others, but also for living in a different world with those powers and never seeing your family.”

Jeff wondered about that question, if he had to land in a different world, he would have to know what world it would be. The powers of a hero are always wonderful thing to get. Imagine him having Alex Mercer’s Backlight virus powers! About seeing his family never again and still living, he would have to find a new one, or try to have his own one. It would bother him his children, if he had one or more, would never see their grandpa and grandma from his side, plus their uncle that is his brother.

“I would do it, it would be hurtful, but yes I would. For example, it don’t have to be a group. If my emotions tell me to save even one person whom I don’t right now want to save because it’s just one. I will simply let myself be guided by them and lose my life for that one person.” Jeff leaned forwards with his hands on his knees.

Morgan Freeman held his hand under his chin and smiled widely. He nodded, he was happy to hear what Jeff said. Jeff was also happy Morgan Freeman understood him, and that his explanations and ways aren’t seen as bad. Morgan Freeman was always an interesting person, he is his modern time western Gandhi.

Jeff got an idea, and he didn’t hide it “Would you risk your life?” Jeff asked back.

Morgan Freeman laughed under his breath, and took another sip of the wine he had on the oval glass table “We already did, and I saved billions.”

Jeff raised his eyebrow and took a better position in his leather armchair “With all respect, but that’s very weird response mister Freeman. Not to mention the royal ‘we’ ”

The old American just looked back at Jeff and sighed, while his smile slowly faded away, and his expression took an emotionless, cold one. Ready to kill, ready to brutally murder him without showing a pinch of reason or mercy.

“Tell me Jeff, who am I? Whom do you see in front of you?”

“I don’t understand, what does it have to do w-“

“Whom do you see?” The Actor asked back, loudly, Jeff could have sworn the wine in the glass has moved from the power of that voice.

Jeff got scared, he shrunk a little and started to sweat. He didn’t know what to say, but since these questions are so serious he might as well seriously respond without any jokes or humor in the response. It’s getting uncomfortably philosophical right now and he doesn’t like that.

Jeff looked at Morgan Freeman, and said who he saw.

“I see a living being, equal to me in the light of law regardless of skin color. An American, and actor and an very intelligent man. A old man who is eighty one, and is almost one meter nineteen tall. Someone whom I see as a good person, that might be better or worse in some things because of age or abilities we poses. A human being, capable of showing emotions, and showing empathy.”

Jeff ended his response to Morgan Freeman. He immediately jumped back and the force of him moving almost made the armchair fell as he saw what he thought he did. Gasping for air, Jeff’s heartbeat was faster than light, and his pounds stronger the sun's gravity. Morgan Freeman didn’t wear his black suit, he know wore a completely white suit and shoes. While he gave a glow that seemed to illuminate the room more than the light above them gives.

“You’re wrong Jeff, my dear child” Morgan’s Freeman voice seemed to be like a melody to Jeff’s ears, catchy and making him want more.

Jeff felt warm when he heard Morgan Freeman saying that sentence, he felt light and relaxed, as if he was in a swimming pool and the water was messaging his back. His bad emotions left him and he felt lighter, he wasn’t bothered anymore by the fact he earns just as much as his friend Adam in his work. Even though he works more and Adam less!

“I am more than just that. This!” Morgan Freeman violently placed his hands on his chest. While a breeze could be felt as the response to Morgan’s movement. “Is but a illusion, that would be easier for you to understand. To look upon and don’t get blinded.”

“Who are you!” Jeff yelled back, he tried to reach for the baseball bat.

Jeff could feel the wood in his hands. He pulled the Baseball bat to himself, only to see it wasn’t a baseball bat anymore. The Weapon turned into a thick snake, and the skin felt just like wood. Jeff threw the snake away, with a powerful swing. The snake hit the wall and hissed loudly. Leaving a small bump in the wall, and small pieces of paint feel on the floor. Meanwhile, Jeff stood up and tried to run away.

He almost hit a wall, a wall that wasn’t originally there. He looked at the grey cement filling where once the way out was. Jeff begin to mumble something under his breaths and hit the wall with his fists. He was really close to fall into mass panic. He hit the wall, it didn’t break. He even yelled for help and breathed heavily while the snake behind was slowly moving towards him.

He turned towards Morgan Freeman who was watching Jeff’s effort on getting out. He saw as the snake was lowly making his way closer and closer, showing his long white fangs as two drops of toxin feel on the carpet. Jeff, again tried to destroy the wall but his efforts didn’t even leave a scratch.

“This is how most of mankind is today, they try to run from me, they reject me. They are getting followed by the snake, they may run miles away and still there will be the wall that won’t allow them to go further as they will reach the limit of being separated as much as possible” Morgan Freeman said in the back.

Jeff turned again towards him, the Snake was now slowly raising its head upwards, and the body was becoming thicker, while the eyes of it seemed to be like two red dwarfs in space. Morgan Freeman watched the snake do what it was doing, prepare to claim Jeff as one of his many victims.

“You believe, but you don’t practice. That’s one of the worst possible states man can be in. Tell me Jeff, you said you would risk your life, would you risk it now? The snake can go and kill somebody else, but you may give yours away for the other to live.”

Jeff slowly collapsed onto the floor, while the snake was slowly leaning forwards and looking at his neck. Jeff didn’t know, he wanted to live, he wanted to get his promotion, he wanted to maybe find a woman of his life. He didn’t want to die. He wanted to become rich, he wanted to see his family at Christmas.

“I promise, If you answer no, I will disappear and I will never bother you again. If you however agree, you will disappear, and never again bother this world.”

Jeff said quickly “Why me?!”

“Jeff, Jeff my child, I’ll tell you why” His voice was full of concern.

Morgan Freeman snapped his fingers, and the snaps sound was like an echo, the light turned off and the room was in complete darkness, but Morgan Freeman who shined in the darkness and illuminated the sofa and a part of the glass table. Jeff was in darkness, and the only thing getting him illuminated, were the snakes red eyes moving closer, while the snake hissed.

“My light that protects you from the snake no longer covers you. But just an inch keeping you from being claimed.”

Jeff’s gaze landed on his right foot, that was somewhat in Morgan’s Freemans light. He tried to move towards the American, but the Snake cut him off. The snake touched Jeff's forehead with its head and Jeff could swear, he barely survived just that by not getting a heart attack, his heart skipped a beat or more when it happened. The snake slowly retreated to its original position, still close to him. While retreating, licking Jeff's forehead.

“It won’t give you up easily, and I know you don’t have enough strength yourself. Answer the Question.”

Jeff looked back at Morgan Freeman and the snake, he didn’t have a clue what was going on, he was close to even crying. He was witnessing magic, magic described in books and other novels. He was going to die, if he accepts the offer for dying for someone. He may live in peace if he rejects the offer and that strange being looking like Morgan Freeman, will take it away.

“I don’t know” Jeff answered

“That’s not an option Jeff, not knowing something doesn’t mean you can’t choose.” Answered the celebrity frustrated.

Jeff thought about the things he has done in life, he did get a job, he has a wonderful family, he is a good man. He tries to live like a gentleman, he has his views and sometimes hates people for no reason whatsoever. But he has his ambitions, he wants to fulfill them, to reach his goals he has somewhere there waiting for him to complete them.

The person that may die also has such goals, that person may be a kid and that person may be better or worse than he is. That person can be a criminal or perhaps an doctor ready to make a cure for cancer. He doesn’t know if that person will become good or bad in the near future because of random events.

Jeff doesn’t know, he doesn’t know what to do right now, at some point he wants to live, he feels he is more valuable. But then again, it’s so selfish, he isn’t like that, he is better, he is a good person. He would surely do something on the streets, defend that person or help him or her out. Jeff proceed to ask the being a question

“Is it better than me? That person, it is more valuable?”

Morgan Freeman just looked down and back at Jeff with an angry expression.

“Regardless, of who is who, regardless of number. Someone’s life is never better, worse or more valuable. There’s no such thing. But I will tell you, that’s its death would be like the death of millions of species, thousands of civilizations and cultures. As if a whole planet, almost as much populated as earth died. The destruction of something as spectacular as the universe you live in.”

Jeff believed the being, surely the death of that person may feel horrible to his family. Surely the death of hat person may cause much trauma. Surely, he is worth as much for his parents, as that person is for his. Although he still doubts if he should say yes, he wants to but there is something blocking him.

His parents are closer than the parents of an stranger. He loves his brother more than a stranger on the street and he doesn’t want his close ones to suffer from his death. Things like that change the world, things like this change much in the lives of many, his brother will never again be as happy to travel around Africa as he loves right now. He doesn’t want to take away hat happiness.

But imagining, he will take that happiness away from the parents and close ones of the person that will die because of him, is also horrifying. He will live, he will know that, he will always remember he could have said a life, in exchange for his own one. His death is a big thing, but it can sometimes have much value, just as simple words and sentences.

Simple words, and sentences…

“I…I-I will!”

Morgan Freeman was surprised by what Jeff has said, he was ready to do something, but Jeff raised his hand and pointed at him with his finger while the snake looked diagonally at his hostage. Jeff looked into Morgan’s eyes deeply and he felt weak doing so, but he wasn’t broken by that.

“But you will promise, you will tell that person, in such a way he will always remember it. That I gave my life for him or her. So that my life won’t go to waste for someone who will become a criminal. Do we understand ourselves?!” Jeff said, in a threatening tone.

Morgan Freeman smiled, and nodded slowly. Giving Jeff a spark that soon turned into a inferno of hope. Morgan Freeman agreed to what Jeff said, he liked that, he liked the deal they were about to make. Even if Jeff valued his life a little higher than the other ones life. Morgan Freeman didn’t approve of such behavior.

“We can Jeff. I will.”

Jeff’s hand hit the floor while the snake begin to hiss and slowly more toxins escaped its fangs. Jeff knew that it was his time right now. He used his hands to defend himself and hide his neck away together with his face. The Snake launched himself forwards wildly, while wagging its tail like a rattlesnake.

Suddenly blinding light flashed and Jeff even when his eyes were closed and his hands were an additional layer, he still was blinded by the light. He heard a loud hiss and a moan like he never heard before, as if a little girl that started drinking had her voice already burned by the alcohol or perhaps cigarettes.

He felt the Snakes gummy body hit him and lay on him, while the skin was becoming hotter and hotter to the point the snake begin to burn him. Jeff kicked it away and curled up into the corner. It didn’t help in any way, other than mentally perhaps.

“Jeff!”A powerful voice, of a middle aged man, floral and calm, hypnotizing, holding a tune of authority called out his name.

Jeff again felt warm, he felt happy, he felt fulfilled, he felt better like never before. He could swear something cold, chilly was touching him. He could describe it as feathers brushing against him, or the fur of a long haired doggo.

“Do not be afraid, I will always be there to help you. To help you understand what you will be.”

Jeff was blinded to the point he started to tear up as his eyes didn’t have much strength any longer, he could see the world becoming grey, as if he was getting blind!

“Never, wish the other ill, and never wish for things that might touch you if you were the person standing next to the wisher, having the same idea, as you.”

Jeff felt tired, he felt being taken away to somewhere, he felt the air being fresh like never before, he felt something lift him up, as if someone or something grabbed him by the waist and pulled him up. He felt like he was carried by a river down the way, so long until he doesn’t see a waterfall. Then again it was similar to wind, hard to describe as the feeling of being tired only got stronger. He slowly was beginning fell unconscious.

“We’ll see ourselves many times, Jeff.” The voice said, but not as loudly as before, it faded away.

Jeff let go and fell almost into slumber, he was losing his consciousness on the way, but he could notice that he was placed on something hard, but on it was something soft. Familiar in touch, little and smooth on the surface, like trips of paper.

In the end, he lost.

Author's Note

So, as you see I decided to rewrite the story and not abandon it. It’s cool isn’t it? I still need an editor? I know, shut up…

I left the old chapters for new readers to go and see the legends of my fanfiction. Feel free to read them if you’re new.

As to the story, the timeline changed, the plot changed by about sixty percent. I will make Jeff similar but not the same as the previous version. I’ll threw away the other Gods and we will stick only to the Jewish\Christian God. Still, this doesn’t mean you won’t hear about other Almighty Gods.

You witness a totally new concept, I don’t know how it will work but I hope it will be good enough for you.

The chapters will be released randomly, sometimes it may be day after day, once a month or even for three months nothing will come out. I only gave life to this story again because I am stuck when it comes to the main fanfictions I write right now. When I have time and I’m uninspired to write chapters to my other stories, I’ll write one for this one. Simple as that.

Remember, be good and serve as the editor if you are interested. Right now, I’ll go to sleep, for me its god damn morning dudes. I live in Europe, and not the US like most of you!

Hope you liked the prologue!

Chapter 1: A Rough Beginning

Jeff has been feeling dizzy and dehydrated, he felt as his back arched. He grunted. To express his laziness and tiredness. You could add in his pain on his back due to him laying on something slightly bumpy. Under his right shoulder, there was something pointy pushing against his body, making him feel unpleasant.

Jeff let out another grunt while he tried to come back to life, he felt tired, he could compare it to two days without no sleep while constantly running on caffeine and energy drinks. He could swear on his job, his boss and his lazy ass. That such a scenario once happened to him. Jeff tried to move his hand up.

The pinning weight of slumber still wanting to hold him longer as his hostage, made it difficult for him to even think rationally. He could notice that there was a weak pleasurable breeze. The air around was also fresh, just like the air in the forests or fields, only way better. The temperature was alright, about twenty eight degrees, together with the satisfying weak wind made it quite comfortable.

Jeff, moved his head to the right side, the contact with tiny stripes of something smooth and also pointy at the end, easily bending under his heads weight added progress to waking him up. Jeff felt how he touched, whatever the thing was, he again grunted and started giggling and swirl around. He rubbed his eyes, he did it efficiently but in return he done it slowly.

His mind started to work again, he was partially sleeping now. Jeff turned to his left side and lay on his side while his hands acted as a “pillow” from the hard ground. He knew he felt grass and he tried to reason with himself why it was grass. His mind still needed time to reboot before he could stand up again.

Jeff slowly begin to open his eyes, while he managed to get his head to lay on his hands that were out in front while crossed, rather than on his cheek. Jeff wasn’t blinded by light, or perhaps by the sun, his eyes weren’t on the start under the pressure and didn’t have to adapt. His pupils only shrunk a little, while Jeff scanned the area.

The first thing he could describe was wood that was dark and grim, looking as if the tree was sick or perhaps painted with a weird paint that had a greenish glimmer. He looked at the trunk, as it got wider as it was closer the ground, where its roots lay under earth. The tree itself wasn’t that weird, if not for the fact it had thumb sized rose spikes.

There was not many of them and they were scattered across the trunk, without calculating or much interest, Jeff assumed that each spike was about fifteen to twenty centimeters from each other. Jeff’s eyes looked at the ground, more importantly at the grass that had a sinister dark green color, some areas even appeared to have some brown to it, and the grass wasn’t dry. He could tell by the fact his palm made contact with the soil that seemed to be well hydrated, either by rain or human help.

Jeff noticed soon, when random rays of sunlight got through the leafs of the tress, his location was a deciduous forest. Although, it could be he is only in the deciduous part of the woods. Jeff didn’t have enough information for now, what gave him a small amount of hope, was the fact the grass even when it looked weird, felt the same in touch.

Jeff gathered the strength that slowly has been only increasing due to adrenaline from stress and fear, making his brain release more of it into his blood vessels. Jeff’s muscles hurt him very much, all he could say is that after you have a two or three month pause from sport and again start with a lot of training, you’d get the similar effect he feels right now. The difference being he didn’t suffer from DOMS. As he attends gym rather regularly, even though sometimes he has a random schedule.

Jeff supported himself up with his hands, slowly curling the knees to himself, with each moment a drop of sweat falling down from his forehead. He was stressed and didn’t know what was going on right now. All he knew was that he could be right now in a weird, scary and dangerous forest all alone, after he met Morgan Freeman.

Morgan Freeman, rather the devil, not Morgan Freeman. Giving him a choice to either die or not, he doesn’t have a clue where he is, or what sort of plant was in front of him. All Jeff knew, is that he is alone, and will suffer greatly if he doesn’t escape this forest. Talking about forests, he hopes he won’t meet cannibals where he now is.

Jeff stood up, slowly and painfully stretching his legs and arms, while electrical like feeling went thru his body all the way down his spine. It gave him some energy and conscious after it happened. Jeff definitely felt better. This wasn’t enough for him to ignore the possibility he has been on drugs and he was abandoned to die from overdosing.

Jeff let out a weak scream together with a painful breath out, his head hurt him unimaginably and the world was spinning around of him, he was losing his balance. Yet he didn’t give up and continued to look around for a way to go. Soon Jeff came to a horrifying conclusion. The tress looked as if taken directly from a children’s book, where an evil wizard lives.

The Trees leafs had a rotten green dark color, while big spider webs stretched from the branches of those stress. The sun barely shone any light, Jeff looked at the ground he was standing on, the grass he earlier described in a few places lacked presence. The soil, earth, dirt was the only normal looking mater.

He wasn’t hungry but he was thisrty, he needed to find something or someone that will get him a glass of water or coke, even alcohol will work in the current situation. The weird trees were surprisingly large and thick, he never saw such trees, and he doubted anyone ever has. After all if they were real they would be used for different purposes.

Jeff looked at himself, his slim shite shirt was dirty, not much but somehow he got some dirt and sand on himself. He reached to brush of the back of his shirt. He felt as his skin made contact with what it appeared to be, some parts of a dry leaf, dirt and a thin stick that attached itself to his shirt. Jeff also swept away a few things off his knees on his brown jeans.

“Where the hell am I?” Asked himself the lonely human.

He remembers he talked to Morgan Freeman and he apparently was some sort of higher power, or maybe it was the real Morgan Freeman and they tested some weird gas on him, while he talked to an actor that was supposed to be there to bait him? No, that’s ridiculous; he needs to think logically what happened to him.

Magic for sure, some weird snake attacked him and Morgan Freeman, or whatever the thing was, seemed to get philosophical about death and the afterlife. Which was weird, as he himself was an agnostic, he believed but wasn’t sure, but he felt like it's worth trying. It’s worth mentioning that he was a non-practicing Catholic, without counting in holidays.

Jeff begin to take small steps forwards, in hope he will wonder on a path or perhaps someone that lives in the forest. For example a hunter, maybe a hermit that choose this part of the world. Jeff didn’t trust the environment, and he didn’t like the fact it all connected to his earlier meeting with Morgan Freeman.

He was asked, if he wants to die for another person, and he accepted. In return he would go and tell that person he died for him, in order to prevent the possibility of him or her to become someone bad. It still was a small chance, even if you tell anyone in that matter something from the bottom of your heart. He or she won’t take it seriously, he only hopes that Morgan Freeman succeeded by showing his power.

His power was weird, he felt amazing at some point, relaxed and fulfilled, he didn’t fear and he didn’t want to again be in the front , be like the stone that gets constantly hit by the waves of water, until it forms and becomes the wall of the slope that leads down. To be the witness of his dreams, taking the form of people jumping down to commit suicide, while wind and a cloudy sky is the only thing reminding him there is a barrier for his skills.

Jeff stopped, next to one of the grim and dark trees, he used his right arm to support himself on it, while a sudden shiver, accompanied by immediate sweating went down his spine when he realized something horrible he didn’t think on the beginning. He blinked a few times, Jeff has used his other free hand to cover his face while thinking deeply about one important question.

Is he dead?

That question made him feel uncomfortable, his breathing was delayed and he breathed with small pauses. While what it seemed ages passed by, Jeff stood in one place, thinking about one thing. That would explain his sudden appearance in the weird forest. The weird trees and the fresh air he didn’t breathe in and out in years.

The harsh and itchy cortex of the dark tree made Jeff retreated his hand, while Jeff himself turned around, and gave the horrifying forest one extra good look. The trees for sure weren’t European, as a matter of fact they weren’t even existing on earth. This had to be something more, he doesn’t remember dying from the snakes attack, but Morgan Freeman may have done something.

There were no birds, no owls or even bats that would give more of a dreadful look to the forest. Nothing was here but those damn, dark and sometimes rigged trees. Jeff made a small step back, while he had his hands slightly extended behind him, in order to feel the tree behind of him. Jeff had a paranoid expression written all over him, while his blue eyes, moved up and down, left and right, to the side and to the corner.

As Jeff’s back meet with the tree, he slowly begin to trust it even more and used it as something to simply stay against. Jeff couldn’t accept the possibility he might be dead, he doesn’t imagine being dead, and even more the fact that there is an afterlife as he sees right now. He fears what might come out of this.

“No, you need to be strong, try to find someone.” Jeff said out loud

When Jeff is under much pressure, he likes to talk out loud, it makes him relax and choose his target quickly and without more time getting wasted. Jeff nodded to himself, trying to hide as much thoughts about him actually being dead right now, he wanted to exclude it for the longest time possible.

Still it didn’t help, Jeff couldn’t just like that not think about something unbelievably possible! Yet Jeff continued on in the forest, trying to find someone to help him, he walked by the trees, slowly noticing that the sun appeared to be heading down, it could be he has been sleeping for a very long time. His back pain only worsened the conditions needed to fastly find help in the woods.

The trees seemed to be lightening up very slowly, giving Jeff the idea that he was in the bad side of the forest while now he was going towards the bright side of it. Although the plants, small bushes, jungle looking plants with purple giant purple heart shaped and surprisingly fat leafs, only pushed the idea of him being dead. Jeff noticed also that the grass has been more lively then before.

The woods seemed to gain life every few minutes and forty to one hundred meters he passed. Whatever the area was he found himself in, he was out of there and he is happy like never before. Jeff stopped in order to choose a new direction, as it seemed walking straight may only lead to more nothing, more trees and literally zero life. The webs seemed to disappear, while the light around was stronger and illuminated the surroundings better.

Jeff noticed that there was a rock on which moss found place to stay on. Having no other comfortable looking place to sit, Jeff approached the boulder, reaching his belly button and sat on top of the stone. The surface was rather flat so it wasn’t uncomfortable in any way. Jeff hoped to find berries or perhaps an wild fruit tree, but it might seem like impossible.

Jeff looked down and thought where to go, he knows for sure not to go back, he also knows he shouldn’t stay in one place. Waiting for something isn’t a good idea, he has no clue if there are animals or not in the forest. He sighed defeated, he didn’t know what to do! There are endless possibilities on how each decision he makes may end!

“God dammit!” He yelled, loudly and with anger.

Jeff stood up from his frustration and walked a few meters forwards, he was already tired and him becoming angry wouldn’t help in any way. As Jeff walked around looking for a plan, or perhaps inspiration, he felt a breeze move the trees and the whole forest seemed to weirdly get humiliated by the wind. The wood in the trunks started to crackle, while the atmosphere got darker and the fresh air was all gone and replaced with hot and stuffy one.

He stopped walking around while he observed the weird anomaly happening. Jeff looked up in order to spot something doing it while like a maniac or mentally ill person turning around looking for something coming. Jeff could feel some presence, some weird force each time the wind moved the leafs, and the trees, it moved them with much force while he seemed to be untouched by the wind.

Jeff had enough for now, he decided to simply get out of the forest, as he proceeded to turn around, he felt something touch his shoulder. It had fingers and its hand was about the size of a human. It was warm too. Jeff instinctively, grabbed the opponent by the forearm and removed it from his shoulder while proceeding to hit the target with his thumb in its throat.

Jeff did just that, and while facing the opponent he tripped, and fell on his back. Jeff wanted to stand up, but after he saw who is standing right in front of him, he lost the will to fight and proceeded to look the devil straight into his eyes. While his mouth was partially open, and Jeff breathed toughly.

“Barely twenty minutes into a new life, and you want me to damn this forest?”

The one asking was no other than Morgan Freeman, in his white suit, there was a golden aura around him, making the nearby grass get greener, while its strange energy only improved it around, until it started to meet with Jeff, who could feel as the greenery on which he was laying, started to grow around his fingers. It was like a mist that covered the area, and it spread like a disease, slowly but with much power.

“What…” Jeff asked out loud not believing

“Jeff, you always been a fighter, and a stubborn one might I add. Show me you can survive what the scariest and most lethal forest in the world may throw at you.”

This didn’t help him, this only worsened his situation, this was supposed to be the deadliest and scariest forest in the world? For now, he didn’t see anything worth of mentioning that looked lethal, other than the dark trees he saw earlier. Jeff only shook his head right and left, while looking at Morgan Freeman with a frightened gaze.

“You won’t ask me why I came here?” Asked the American

Jeff remained silent, as fear kept this mouth shut.

“Not one question, why I decided to appear after you asked me to damn the forest?” Proceeded to again ask the actor, in his dubbing tone.

Jeff opened his mouth, and his widened, while his heartbeat increased significantly, when the message Morgan Freeman send arrived at his brain. This being, this magical wielding higher power, claims to be God Almighty?

“I-I didn’t ask you to damn the forest.” Jeff managed to stuttered out, his voice was made of concern for his own health and life.

“Of course you did, Jeff my child” Morgan Freeman said, approaching slowly.

While under where he stood he left a footprint, from which under a flower, a blue beautiful flower, looking as if made of pure crystal, grew immediately and bloomed. The powder from inside looked like gold. The flowers pistil, looked interesting, it reflect everything like a mirror, but it was white, like white jasper. Or perhaps it was a mirrors surface, that wasn’t looking ”metallic”

“You’re lost…I could grant you the power to know where to go. First I must know if you’re ready to use it?”

“What are you talking about?”

Jeff was on the date with the element of surprise right now, he never heard a promise so impossible to do, and also making him feel like that guy was telling him the truth. Jeff slowly started to increase his distance with the fake Morgan Freeman, and wanted to distract him by asking back. Whoever the hell was that being, it knew well how to convince.

“What sort of power?” He immediately added

Morgan Freeman showed Jeff his palm, empty and without nothing in it, the strange being closed it, and it seemed something flashed inside of the beings hand. Jeff felt crushing authority when it happened, as if his mind was projected to obey at such an situation. Morgan Freeman extended his hand forwards, cleansed in a first, and then opened it.

A swarm, a swarm of beautiful butterflies flew out of the beings hand, the colors of the wings were magnificent. Some had the colors of a rainbow and the other was entirely blue or red, sometimes white and black like a zebra. The swarm of those butterflies circled around Jeff who waved his hands in all directions so that the butterflies may leave him alone.

Morgan Freeman snapped his finger, all the butterflies turned into weird glowing particles that looked like sparks, with different colors. Jeff noticed before his very eyes, black light. A light that made the surrounding look dark to the point it was entirely black. Like a black hole, even though the deeper he looked into the black spark, the more darker it seemed to get.

Soon, however they all disappeared, while Morgan Freeman was standing over Jeff with a proud expression and his hands behind him. Jeff stopped his worthless and nothing giving tries to go away, he would rather stick for the time being to the strange being claiming to be God, the actual God he knows about.

“Jeff, you remember when I asked you if you want to die? For the other to live?”

Jeff nodded, still on his back, his arms keeping him slightly up.

“What if I told you, this person, was actually everything around you? Will you believe me?”

Jeff looked straight into the eyes of the actor and famous celebrity, and even thou he was scared of the power Morgan Freeman possessed, he was close to giggling. This couldn’t be possibly true, that the person was a another reality, a different dimension, or perhaps only the damn forest? The worthless nature he can’t really care about!

“No, I do not believe you” He stated, keeping his calm tone

Morgan Freeman started to encircle Jeff while looking at Him. Jeff kept the eye contact the whole time with the celebrity. Jeff eventually stood up from the ground. He didn’t have any reasons, or hints to determine whatever the being clothed as Morgan Freeman wanted to do.

“Jeff, you do not know what sort of power awaits you” Morgan Freeman stopped, and faced the young man.

Jeff only stared back with no response, he doesn’t know what the American was talking about, he could be as well referring to something extraordinary, something he never heard or dreamed about. What would he do with the power? He doesn’t need any power, he is fine as he is, he doesn’t need much more in his life. He is alright with what he has, Jeff doesn’t require any sort of magic in his life that would only bring him problems.

Jeff was sometimes greedy. The premise of getting powerful, or being granted with something similar to what Morgan Freeman just did sounds promising. It would bring him much attention back home, he doesn’t need attention of any kind, it would destroy his life he has forged himself. He doesn’t see anything beneficial, other than maybe a power to help himself out and being unique of all seven and a half billion inhabitants of earth.

“What Kind of power can you give me? Where am I? What is this forest, is this even Europe?!” Jeff yelled back with more questions

Jeff from anger did a few steps towards the strange being looking like Morgan Freeman with his hands out forwards, with a frustrated expression and eyes burning with ire and fear. Morgan Freeman looked at the ground then back at Jeff who was slowly calming down, while his bad emotions left him.

“The power I can give you, isn’t exactly from me. It's more, as if I was showing you something you simply own now.” Morgan Freeman explained in his narrative tone

Jeff didn’t see sense in that, what does he own exactly? What power and how did he even get it? Did he inherit it because someone died? A unknown to him relative? Jeff wanted strong and hitting the point answers and not answers that lead to more questions. Jeff was under the feeling he was weak, in front of that strange anomaly that stands before him.

“Huh?” Jeff worded out loud, looking at the celebrity with a confusing and disrespectful expression

“Exactly what you heard, Jeff, you own something great, the ability to go against logic itself. However you need me, so that I may guide you to slowly towards mastering it, and becoming what you ought to be.”

Jeff didn’t believe what he heard, power to go against logic? Like what, create a circle that will be a rectangle or perhaps, make a cubic ball? What sort of BS is that? There is no such thing, the universe would probably collapse on itself, although he isn’t an expert from physics, maybe it wouldn’t break itself, he doesn’t know.

“Really? Like, seriously now?” Jeff asked with sarcasm

“Jeff, it’s not a matter to laugh at, right now, thanks to your decision, you saved countless lives. With each meeting I will explain to you more, and who you will be in a few months of our training”

Jeff smiled and started giggling under his breath while shrugging off what Morgan Freeman has just said. This had to be a dream, where he is under the influence of drugs and other types of pills that make you hallucinate like that. This is insane! He will surely wake up in a few minutes and everything will all good and funny!

“What next, I died?”

“No, you have been transported to another reality, above the known borders of universes and alternative dimensions, clusters making up dozens of different worlds. All the way to this one, that is unique and is not under my eyesight.”

Jeff’s small grin soon turned into a smile and later o full out laughter. Jeff has been gasping for air to only whistand the hilarity of what Morgan Freeman just said, Jeff was close to do the cliché fall on the floor and punch the ground from laughter. His voice being the only sound in the nearby area, giving the forest, and everyone who could hear Jeff. A shiver running down their spine. And perhaps a wet set of panties.

“Hahahahaha!” Jeff continued on laughing, soon his laughter turned into a perfect representation of a car starting up, or someone using a detergent while cleaning windows.

The mentally like ill laughter continued on for over a minute, Jeff has been slowly stopping his mascaraed and closing the theater. Jeff had to force himself to stop, while each time he looked at Morgan Freeman, he had a small comeback making him smile widely or snicker from the message Morgan Freeman presented him with.

“You...” Jeff was blocked by another small, but quickly controlled snicker “You think I will believe you?”

Morgan Freeman didn’t stop to have his serious expression on his face, he only looked at Jeff, looking as if he was sorry for Jeff, as if he was a normal person that just was sad from the retardness one had in himself. Then again, Morgan Freeman never was such a person, especially since he was the one. Morgan Freeman asked Jeff a question.

“No, but are you willing to believe me?”

“Why should I? Give me some reasons to, and maybe an example that will convince me” Jeff said, hitting himself in the chest slightly three times.

Morgan Freeman reached into his pocket in his suit, on the left side, Jeff watched with interest what the strange being would do. For now, he is for sure is some sort of studio, this has to be a joke or something. Only discovery channel is crazy enough to make such things. Morgan Freeman approached Jeff, who was slowly getting nervous, in case something was about to happen, Jeff had his hands prepared to push the impostor away.

Morgan Freeman stood before Jeff, who was slightly smaller, three centimeters to be precise. Jeff looked the Celebrity into his eyes and at his hand he has pulled out of his pocket. Jeff took a small step back, the area in between of them was about half a meter long. Morgan Freeman opened his hand and presented Jeff with what it appeared to be a ring.

“This will allow you to have control of your power, in only a friction. Not even a billionth of a percentage contains this object. However it could be compared to a powerful artifact, not an all-powerful, but just powerful.”

Jeff took the ring, he held it with his finger and placed it on the surface of his hand. The ring was dark grey in color, it had waves of flame or magical like energy carved in it, the surface even though it was detailed with the waves, was incredibly smooth. The ring, had something written on the precinct, he didn’t see what exactly but it was a mass of text, that looked like it was a cipher.

The ring didn’t have a gem, or anything in that particularly. It had a hand holding a sphere in its hand. The sphere looked as if it was made from a different type of metal, the ring itself looked as if made from silver.

Jeff looked confused with one of his eyebrows raised “So now all of a sudden, we are role-playing Lord of the Rings?”

“Jeff, please look for yourself, I cannot grant you the full extent of your power just yet when you are unprepared. This may help you understand what you will receive!”

From the slightly mad tone, Jeff could tell that Morgan Freeman was becoming frustrated, Jeff didn’t like that, as he knew what that being was capable of, but if he has the friction of his awesome power in his hands. Maybe he will be able to run away? Ugh…That sounded stupid, Jeff didn’t however deny the possibility.

“If I put it on” Jeff held the Ring up “I will gain my powers as long as I wear it?”

“Yes, be careful, you can hurt many by accident” Morgan Freeman added after Jeff

Jeff eyed the ring, he didn’t like to wear it, although it looked pricey, and neat. Jeff debated with himself if he should, this could be a trap all he knows. Then again the chance of all of this being true are extremely small. Nothing will happen, nothing will happen, for sure. Although there is still that small chance there might something happen.

Jeff reconsidered giving it up, he was curious as to its purpose, maybe indeed he will gain something from it? Maybe he will be able to run away? It's hard for him to decide, the ring could take over his mind and make him a slave of the being, that claims to be God almighty, and look like Morgan Freeman.

“How can I be sure it's not a trap?” Jeff asked before putting the ring on, holding it tightly in his hand

Morgan Freeman in response took a small rock from the ground, he then threw it slightly upwards, the stone seemed to expand rapidly, and soon the small rock with not much noise landed with a thump on the soil, being the size of the back of a car. Jeff looked with widened eyes at what just happened.

“Here, something you could aim at, when you decide to put the ring on Jeff. I am not lying, and I can ensure that it’s not a trap”

Jeff breathed thru his nose slowly and melancholically, the possibility of him actually becoming a slave is high, he could have lied right now. But imagine him not lying, what would it mean? That the chance he is in a different reality are extremely high. Although it's still something Morgan Freeman would have to proof.

Jeff Fears the most the possibility of him actually telling the truth, as it would mean a new life for him. He doesn’t want that, he also doesn’t like these words, these words promising him power of great value. The whole conversation about dying for everything around to exist, by accepting something. He doesn’t know what it was, but he desires to know.

Jeff took the ring with his left hand, he has been negatively looking at the situation, he has the right to. Jeff extended his ring finger out, while eyeing the object in his hand, he slowly slipped it onto his finger. Jeff didn’t feel anything wrong happening, no wave of energy or power went thru him, or did he feel better or stronger. Nothing happened.

Jeff looked at Morgan Freeman who has been standing to the side with his arms crossed. Morgan Freeman looked at the stone he made bigger by using his own powers. Jeff didn’t know who to do, he could apparently do something, but what exactly?

“What am I supposed to now? I don’t feel powerful, right now I feel tricked.” His voice held a tone of disappointment

Morgan Freeman face palmed, and looked at Jeff with all seriousness “You have now the ability, to control and do anything, in very little extent, you are like an amateur powerful mage. On every level and field there is.”

Jeff looked at Morgan Freeman, with his confused half shock, half surprised mood “Meaning, that I can fire beams of…I dunno, life force or maybe death element like in Magicka?”

“Yes, you can” Was the short answer

Jeff looked at his hands, and once again got a peek on the ring, Jeff had his hand half closed. He took the position to throw, he wanted it to be a fireball. Jeff didn’t feel anything accumulate in his hand, or feel heat. Like a skilled pitcher throws a ball, he took the swing and imagined he was throwing something at the rock.

While half way, Jeff felt as if electricity has shocked him, it followed with a weird sensation of formication in his fingers. As Jeff finished his swing, a warm object formed in his hand, that flashed with light. The ball of fire while thrown had pushed the caster which was Jeff slightly away like a powerful gun.

There was a weak wind blowing after Jeff threw the fireball towards the stone, before Jeff could even witness what he achieved. The fireball hit the target and exploded like a grenade, creating a cloud of fire while sending a shockwave that arrived before the fire. Jeff foresaw this as an possibility, and he put his hands up, wanting to protect himself with a shield in case something like that could have happened.

As the fire expanded, from Jeff’s palms a weak white light shone that created a thin yet quite powerful rectangle light blue shield. Stretching five meters right and left, while three meters towards the sky. Jeff felt the force behind the fireball, that died away fast while it lit the plants and the greenery beside on fire. The side of two trees and their leafs, the fire climbed higher and higher increasing its size.

Jeff stood behind the shield, while the strange electrical feeling was slowly disappearing with each moment he used his magic. It was almost like looking thru glass, only giving the world behind of the shield a azure tint all over the things one could spot. Jeff had a stunned expression, wide open mouth and his eyes were wider like never before in his entire life.

Jeff stopped casting the shield, as he did it he felt the extreme warmth the fire that consumed the plants, grass, moss and other greenery of the forest, heated his face up. He backed away very quickly, while with his index finger raised, he pointed at Morgan Freeman, whom the fire simply ignored and made it look like he was being encircled by it.

“No, no and NO! I don’t want this, I want home right now, I want my fucking life back” Jeff announced threatening, his voice breaking slightly, and he took off the ring and threw it towards Morgan Freeman.

The Ring landed just before the celebrity who had a worried expression, he seemed to be concerned and scared off by Jeff’s behavior. Jeff has been sniffing, fighting tears, while he grabbed himself by the head and started to walk around trying to figure out what has happened a moment ago. Jeff has been staring at the fire that slowly grew bigger, and at the rock in the fire that has been almost completely cracked and destroyed by the force of the attack.

“What are you?!” Jeff yelled, scared and hopeless “Who are you?!”

Morgan Freeman took the ring and started to slowly walk towards Jeff with the ring in his hand. Jeff of course reacted to it as an assault and started to slowly go backwards, he even wanted to run but he knew that it would bring him more trouble to run rather than obey the strange being. It was too much for, Jeff to whistand mentally.

“Answer me!” He said in anger, to the point his face begin to get red

“I am who I am, the one above all.”

Jeff knew what this meant, and he knew the meaning of said words, but he have troubles believing it. This couldn’t be God, its… It’s impossible. Science says so, atheist say he doesn’t exists, Jeff simply thinks there can be a possibility and here is the proof that he exists. What is going on? Is that a punishment, or is he simply lucky?

“Jeff, it is too early to explain, as you wouldn’t think logically and rationally about it. It would make you crazy”

“This doesn’t answer anything!”

“I understand your anger, I know how you feel. I know that you want to go back, but you have been chosen for something. Because you are my creation, I have to take responsibility teaching you everything.”

Jeff fell on his knees before God “What exactly?” He said, his voice shaky

“The art of making, Jeff, you lost your life for one person, you decided to do it, you knew what to do. You didn’t have to. For two you’d do the same?”

Jeff considered the right answer to this question, he may value himself more, but it would hurt him to just stand and do nothing if he had the power to and there always is the odd he would survive. So yes, he would probably also sacrifice himself for only two. Three and onwards probably too, to the point where he would without thinking.

“Y-Yes” Jeff said defeated

“For three?”

The answer came after a short lived pause “Also”

“Four? Five, six, seven, a hundred?”

“Definitely” The answer came right away

Morgan Freeman also got onto his knees right before Jeff, and put his hands on his shoulder “For everyone, animals, the whole planet? Somehow, but would you?”

Jeff of course had one answer for such an question “Yes, why shouldn’t I?”

“Good answer my child. Not know that you did just that, you did more than just that actually”

“What do you mean?”

“You saved countless dimensions, realities and other universes. You saved this reality, you saved the so called, ground zero”

Jeff only had a obedient attitude and tone “Did you resurrect me? How am I being here if I’m dead?”

Morgan Freeman only gave Jeff a sadden stare, he sighed deeply “You don’t need to die, in order to lose your life, you gave it up. For being here and staring it anew, this is what you did”

Jeff sniffed and looked away, his eyes slowly watering up, as a small tear went down his cheek. Morgan Freeman hugged Jeff, like a father hugs a son. Jeff felt better, he felt safer, he felt warmer and he definitely wanted it to stay like this. Even though he could be angry at himself and God, he choose not to, it wasn’t worth, what has been done has been done.

“So, what now? I’m in a different world?”

“Yes, but I will stay always close by, and I will always help you in need.”

“How did I save all of this?”

“I will tell you when the right time comes, don’t worry. For now, keep the ring and learn how to cast magic properly. It will help you in the future.” Morgan Freeman, gave it to Jeff, who took it in his right hand again.

Jeff was about to break the hug with God, but the word magic panted inside of his mind the temptation to ask what exactly does God mean by magic. Magic, is something bad, its demonic and satanic.

“What do you mean by magic?” Jeff asked still afraid of everything, his tone slightly terrified.

God Almighty moved just a little back in order for Jeff to hear the response properly

“The power of manipulating the fifth element. A unnatural force, unique and without a place yet one that managed to mix with time, space, matter and energy. Only allowed to exist by the will of the ones made and at the same time not made from it.”

Jeff accepted the response, what else should he do? He is talking to God, he won’t get much more out, he has no other way then to trust him and do what he advises to do. Jeff slowly broke the hug with God, leaving the embrace of the Father. Or at least he thinks that’s the father, and not Jesus, or the holy spirit, or whatever the hell God in reality is.

“Where should I go?” Jeff asked, hoping for a clear response

Together with God, he stood up from the ground, his jeans were clean just as Gods white outfit. The grass around of them was perfectly green, with small flowers growing out of the earth and blooming. The fire Jeff has started has disappeared, it vanished completely. Morgan Freeman smirked when Jeff saw that the fire was gone. He took care of it, for Jeff to relax for the moment.

“To the north, there is a potion maker; she is one of the inhabitants of this world. She is a friendly person. Might I warn you, races here are bizarre.” God patted Jeff on the shoulder.

“Should I expect tentacle monsters?” Jeff tried to be funny, he didn’t succeed.

“Really?” God Almighty sounded down “You asked me about these?”

Jeff only raised his hands in defense, he felt embarrassed, but tentacles monsters are a threat to his life. To his innocence even more.

“Its best if you see yourself and choose either that creature is or is not one.” The answer was simple, and Morgan Freeman didn’t include any sort of emotions to his response, sounding very cold.

Morgan Freeman started to walk away, as he walked away and looked at Jeff with a warming smile, wind with fret force ripped the branches apart, the dust from the burned greenery was swept away while a cloud and golden light covered Morgan Freeman. The trees seemed to bend, as if bowing towards the celebrity, Jeff watched with amazement what was happening.

“Farewell” Echoed the voice, making the nearby closed buds of flowers open.

Soon, everything stopped at once, and the light and the cloud dissolved. The trees returned to their positions, while Jeff was left there alone, holding the ring in his hand he had as a gift from Morgan Freeman. Jeff hid it for now in his pocket on his white shirt. He looked towards the north, and proceeded to walk towards that direction. Fighting with bushes, and long grasses that slowed him down.

Alone in the most dangerous forest in this world, Jeff had a weapon just in case. He didn’t want to use it, and he didn’t want to stay in this, weird forest for any longer. The meeting with God was the weirdest experience in his life. It sure did help him mentally, his presence alone doing so, that he won’t panic. But the thoughts of actually writing a new history for himself is incredible. By simply walking and moving around the trees, watching for them roots sticking out and not tripping on them.

Eventually, he will have a problem with living here. Everyone does have one, he won’t see his family, he won’t talk with his friends anymore, he’ll have to make new ones. Not to mention the inhabitants of this world may be hostile to him for being different. He fears unacceptance.

Jeff stopped, trying to find a quite comfortable and quick path in between all the bushes and trees. He leaned with his back against one of the trees, covering his eyes with his arm. Breathing in deeply. His heart beating dangerously fast for his age, with eyes closed, seeing darkness.

“Is this all real?” He whispered to himself, with a whimpering voice.

Since I won’t often update the story, and I had some ideas for this chapter, I want to present you with another path Jeff could have taken. Feel free to choose the better one. I can grant you the power to interfere in the plot. Why not? Honestly I want the majority to decide.

Jeff gazed upon the fire that was raging and slowly increasing its size by spreading using other plants and grass in order to increase its lifespan and also force. Jeff’s hands hanged limp at his side while he suffered from shock, he slowly made one step back, focused completely on what was happening in front of him.

The fireball Jeff has fired destroyed a piece of the upper side of the round giant rock, where now was the loss, the surface seemed to be slightly melted. The boulder itself was all black, but for some parts, The smoke from the fire moved towards Jeff as the wind blew and changed the fire’s direction of spreading.

Jeff, glanced at Morgan Freeman who seemed ready. He looked at him with an serious look, saying that he has done his job. That he will take care of everything else. Jeff forgot to breathe and started all of a sudden inhaling a lot of smoke, making him cough and feel the flavor of ashes in his mouth drying it completely.

Jeff looked at the self-proclaimed all powerful deity. While using his slim white shirt as a filter. Both of them stood there, Jeff was paralyzed from fear, it was true he was in another world, it was true that Morgan Freeman has granted him a portion of his immense power. There was a chance, that Morgan Freeman who stood before him…

Was God.

Jeff didn’t want to make that get thru his mind and be accepted. Jeff started to even move his head right and left slightly while his eyes begin to water up. Not from sadness, or to beg for mercy. But because of the fires heat and the smoke that the wind blew against him for the time.

“Jeff, It might be a shocker to you. It is true what you see before your eyes”

Morgan Freeman after saying this emotionless and holding much power sentence. Turned his head towards the fire that was growing rapidly and was dangerously threatening the local ecosphere. All of a sudden, wind like never before rushed thru the forest, ripping parts of the soil and throwing it at the fire.

The trees and their leafs were under much pressure and they almost broke, or had to break. As they were so suddenly pushed to the side every wooden structure, even a tree would fall. The nests of the birds, that were in the area, stayed on the trees thanks to Morgan Freeman's desire for the animal not get hurt.

Jeff struggled not to get pushed by the wind, fighting with it with his own physical strength he succeeded to stay on the ground. The fire disappeared as the soil that was ripped from the ground together with trees that bended and covered it with their branches. Extinguished the fire. It might make not a lot of sense, but Morgan Freeman's style involved doing rather illogical things like that while using the world as a tool.

The wind died down, instantly after the fire has been put down. Jeff looked at the deity with his ring still on his finger. Jeff wanted home, he simply wanted home. He didn’t care about the life here, he didn’t care about anything involving something great that was supposed to be the power he owns and Morgan Freeman is just handing it over, in parts.

“I” He started, quietly, receiving a short stare with an friendly smile, reassuring and warming one “I…I don’t know, what I should say”

Jeff’s words were empty, empty of hope, as if he lost all of his freedom. As if he was in a cage while himself being a bird, unable to fly, closed from the full extent of his abilities and unable to achieve his dreams. He wanted, to have an family eventually, he wanted to become great and remembered, right now he will become, something weird. A pawn of something greater?

“I will be there for help, I will explain everything slowly and with time. While our Training progresses”

Training what sort of training? Making him someone that will kill or perhaps an miracle caster? What is he supposed to be? If this is the actual God, he knows and heard about. It would mean that he is becoming an Moses of this parallel universe? In this plain of existence, beyond the earlier recalled fundamentals of reality and mater, he will become someone like that?

“What training?”

Jeff asked standing trying to not move, if anything he would like to run, use the power of the ring he got. Simply throw another fireball, maybe cast lighting, make water out of nothing and wash God away. Collide protons, ions, and electrons in the air in order to create a few kilos of metal and then make bullets out of it. Simply escape the eyesight of the deity that is in front of him.

“The training allowing you to sooner or later accessing your full power”

Jeff already head that response, he wanted something other than just that. He wanted to know what power, over what and why. He wanted to know if he will be able to accidently hurt by just existing and living or if this power will be simply an ability making him over powered.

“What is this power about?” Jeff asked with an aggrieved tone.

“About controlling and doing” Was the short answer given by Morgan Freeman

Jeff blinked a few times, and looked down. Controlling and doing, it might be anything. Right now he is sort of controlling and doing, because he has some power of an amateur on every field just like an amateur but powerful mage. This is at least what God has said. While Jeff thought, God has spoken to him.

“Jeff, do not fear, I will always be there to aid you.”

“Then aid me now, tell me where to go?” Jeff bluntly responded.

This was a bad move, at least Jeff thought so. Speaking in such tone to something way powerful then he is, was a stupid move. God however wasn’t angry at Jeff and forgave him his attitude that was showing the lack of manners to elderly and the ones above Jeff who want good for him.

“Go north, there should be an potion maker. She lives in a tree after an hour of walking you should find a path, go and follow it.”

Jeff wondered, potion maker? Is this world even at the same technological level as his homes Is he going to have to live like a noble or an peasant in the middle ages? About middle ages, if this was a totally different planet, or perhaps a flat surface, he doesn’t know. It could be anything.

“What about the inhabitants of this planet?”

God raised his eyebrow, he looked at Jeff with an smirk “There are plenty of other races, that might seem very interesting, fascinating, exciting to get to know.”

“So, There are other races?” Jeff asked, for no reason. He simply spitted it out without thinking the last response was confirming this question.

“Yes”

Jeff nodded, he looked at his hand and on the ring he had on his hand. He feared he might use it accidently, he didn’t’ know how to not accidentally do something stupid. He wanted to take it off, but he feared that he might step onto something in the forest that might eat him right away.

“I-I think, I might go now…”

The whole situation was weird, he doesn’t trust God. If that deity or simply something trying to be Morgan Freeman before him is. Jeff slowly retreated back and turned away, stepping slowly and unsurely. He had mixed emotions, he didn’t know what to do other than to go north and that’s it. He doesn’t even know where north is!

Jeff stopped in that moment, he gathered the inside courage and turned back in order to ask God where is north. As Jeff turned, what he saw was nothingness. Only trees and the place where God stood was now slowly being filled with flowers, red short flowers, while the grass was green like never before, to the point its sharp color actually feel uncomfortable to look at.

Jeff looked around, he even tried to call him. Fear and not wanting to talk to Morgan Freeman however managed to succeed in forcing Jeff not to do it. Jeff begin to slowly gain progress of his inner panic level. He started to sweat more and his heartbeat increased significantly to the point he felt as if he was on a hangover again.

Jeff grabbed himself by the head, he walked up to a nearby tree and stood with his back leaned against the bark. He had to rethink everything, he had to organize himself. He couldn’t lose control and fall into panic, he needs to be stable and strong even if he will fight with an all-powerful, or almost nigh omnipotent being. Claiming to be the God, he always heard about.

Another option, way, path… Call it whatever you want

Jeff quickly ran away from the fire, increasing his distance fastly in order not get burned by accident all while in fear and shock from what has just happened. He accidently tripped by an sticking out root of a tree and feel on the ground, he didn’t do anything to himself. While quickly getting on his back and eyeing the self-proclaimed Deity.

Morgan Freeman looked at Jeff, he extended his hand towards the fire and something white, like powder slowly escaped the Deities palm, encircling the fire and slowly killing it. The fire simply was eaten away all the way to the soil it was burning on. The weird white powder glimmered and gave it a golden shining reflection.

“Stay away from me!” Jeff yelled at Morgan Freeman, while standing up on his legs.

Morgan Freeman gave Jeff an kind smile and look, while his voice sounded as beautiful, as the voices of the men in Operas, strong and resistant. Making him feel warm inside of him, stopping his hearts unnecessary high rate of beating. It has done so much as decrease the sounds of nature to make his louder.

“Jeff, do not fear, it will consume you. Do not anger yourself, it's going to be all right I promise”

Jeff felt better, but he closed his eyes and rejected the weird feeling God's words, Gods voice was doing to him and his mind. He closed the doors and locked them, so that nothing might influence him. Jeff opened his eyes after a brief moment, soon realizing that the surroundings have changed a little.

The trees were more colorful, the grass he was on, was softer and longer. There was definitely also more of it. The upper branches of the trees seemed to get rid of the horrifying random webs the spiders make themselves. Jeff could hear as the birds, something that is finally alive, have started o to sing.

“Jeff,” Now he spoke in his normal voice and tone

Morgan Freeman has been slowly approaching Jeff who was still glancing right and left in order to look at what he has done by simply changing his tone and voice to a younger one. Jeff didn’t want to think of accepting any of this, he wore the ring on his finger. He wore the physical, real and legit proof he is now in possession of magic and he deals with something unnatural

As to being in another world, that’s still debatable but he could accept that possibility. Meaning he will never again see his family, never again meet his friends, never do what he wanted to achieve. Loose his life he was happy with, even though he had a few problems he liked his situation, he wanted to maybe have an family, and here it can be impossible if he will proof to be the only human in the possibly known new world..

Morgan Freeman was a short distance away from Jeff, who stood ready to run, even dare to attack the self-proclaimed God. Jeff wanted to do it, but he knew that Morgan Freeman is definitely stronger as he granted him that power, he could easily take it away. Not to mention he has more of it and wants to give it to him in parts.

“We will settle this down, and talk like two civilized individuals. Jeff, you need me in order to know where to go” Explained Morgan Freeman

“No!” Jeff shouted back “I can find the way out of this place myself without your stupid advices!” Jeff said pointing at himself

Jeff’s attitude greatly saddened Morgan Freeman, especially Jeff’s tone and the way he approached him was hurting him greatly. Stabbing his heart and burning his hand he reached out with, to help Jeff in his new struggle, he didn’t choose.

“Jeff, please understand I want to help you in your new struggle thru your new life”

“Bullshit!” Jeff said aggressively and made a step forwards “I want my life back, that’s all… I was happy with what I had!” Jeff said, this time a little more calmer, but still loudly.

God looked at Jeff with an sad expression “You know it’s impossible, you agree-“

“I agreed to save one! One person, and not be thrown into this!” Jeff continued on his aggressive tactic

Jeff turned away and walked a few steps away from God, Jeff was angry and he was scared, he also was sad but his anger and fear covered the third emotion completely disallowing it’s the chance to show itself on his face, or as tears, or as simply depression. Jeff breathed heavily, but he managed to have an steady rhythm.

“Jeff, do you regret saving all this?”

Jeff stopped his thinking, he didn’t, if every thing Morgan Freeman has said was true. He probably saved billions, and more. This was a rather dirty move to go for his emotions rather than reason. Then again he is under the leadership of emotions. Jeff was confused and he responded like most moral humans would.

“No, but it doesn’t change the fact you tricked me!” Jeff shouted back, not turning towards God, in order to show disrespect by showing his back.

“Jeff, you did the right thing. If I told you can save millions you’d do it right away. I wanted to see if you would do it for just one”

Jeff remained silent, while he silently admitted that what God did was sort of justified in order to check how will he behave and what will he do.

“You saved that one person, you saved its life. This worlds, its realities and its dimensions and so on and so on”

There was no response coming from Jeff’s side

God sighed, making the wind turn into a weak breeze.

“To the north, there is a potion maker. She lives in a tree, she will tell you a few things about this world. Its best if the native inhabitants explain it rather then me.”

Jeff finally responded after Morgan Freeman's words “Leave me alone” He said defeated and sadly, his voice sounding broken.

Morgan Freeman before leaving, knew that there were a few paths Jeff could take right now. After what he will do, and he hopes that Jeff would choose the right one. Morgan Freeman had to change Jeff’s clothing, as he would be questioned why is he wearing something like that while not having any luggage with himself. It would be best to make him look like an wanderer.

Morgan Freeman placed his hand on Jeff’s shoulder, Jeff immediately reacted to this gesture. Jeff turned towards God, and shouted at him, as Jeff has proclaimed with all seriousness he wanted to be left alone. Jeff with impressive, even for himself, swift movement placed his hands on Morgan Freeman's chest.

“I said, leave me alone!” Jeff Pushed Morgan Freeman back.

Jeff’s intentions were hostile and he wanted to get rid of Morgan Freeman. Jeff unintentionally used his power the ring gave him. Jeff felt as the weird sensation, and feeling as if electrify went thru his fingers appeared all of a sudden. Jeff was too late to stop the process and he used his power by accident.

The power, was used because of Jeff’s lack of skill. The intention, the way and the desire made it so that Jeff used his magic. Jeff pushed Morgan Freeman away with much force, only making the attack stronger. tI was a push of telekinetic power that held much power in itself.

The force push, so to say. Send not only Morgan Freeman forwards, but the ground on which he stood was send together with him as earth in many pieces, reaching ten centimeters deep before Jeff was also pushed by Jeff’s telekinetic push, ripping the grass away together with flowers. Rocks that flew with increasing speed into the trees destroying the barks and making the Trees itself go down and fall.

While Morgan Freeman was attacked by Jeff, in the physical form. The surroundings have been touched; the trees were pushed back by Jeff’s attack, sending a wave that wanted to rip the trees from the earth with their roots. Some did fall over, with their roots sticking out after falling and stopping half way thanks to other trees preventing the fall with their branches.

Everything in front of Jeff was moved by his attack, it looked like a powerful wind did it, or perhaps a weak hurricane that passed by did the mess. Jeff watched as the earth slowly with Morgan Freeman lands, Jeff disbelieved in what he saw. The tingling sensation disappeared, Jeff didn’t want to do so much.

Morgan Freeman feel and was covered by the dirt after wards, hitting a tree. He landed on his fron’t while the incoming earth buried him partially. Morgan Freeman moved his arms from under him and slowly started to sweep the dirt away. Morgan Freeman, didn’t think Jeff would choose this way, but he mustn’t interfere in what Jeff chooses.

The ground before Jeff seemed like it was ready to be used for planting potatoes or other plants. Jeff looked straight at the trees that have been injured by the stones. Holes or small scratches were made in the wood, Jeff saw as birds from the forest have sated to fly up into the sky from fear what has just happened.

He heard them tweet, he knew a few of them. He for sure head the sparrows and magpies maybe also ravens were in the sky. The birds flew above of him, making the sky by thousands of wings, stopping the possible ways light could get thru even harder and making the forest darker.

Jeff’s heart skipped at least one beat “Oh no, oh no…Oh fuck!” He said out loud in fear

He has attacked God. He will haunt him now, he will do something, Jeff has to run maybe find something to shield himself with. Find civilization so that perhaps he won’t do anything to him. Jeff didn’t wait long until he started running north. Repeating the word sorry in his head the whole time.

He ran away from the site, not waiting for Morgan Freeman to simply stand up and do something to him. Maybe he was overreating, or maybe not. He doesn’t know anymore what is real or not, he wants to go back home, he wants it to end. He wants to find that potion maker and have the day get over.

“What have I done!’” Jeff half cried,

Jeff quickly made his way thru the forest, running as fast as he could. He had to stop at some point to pass the roots of the trees that were sticking out. He jumped or walked over them in different situations requiring different ways to approach to the problem he had to face. Jeff for sure was getting out of the darker part of the forest.

The trees looked normal, but still dark and intimidating, Jeff also noted there were more bushes with each moment he ran. He looked behind of him to check if nothing was chasing him, he only saw greenway and the way back. Jeff had to run down as there was a small fall down.

Jeff carefully made himself down, trying not to lose balance, he slithered down making his boots all dirty together with the back of his shirt. Jeff after making his way down, continued on running. The forest right now seemed to get denser and more bushes seemed to appear, Jeff had to throw himself forcefully thru the long grasses and the bushes, if it was possible.

Jeff was slowly losing breath and was getting slightly tired, he didn’t see any paths leading to an house. Nor did he see anything saying that there was an living being here before. He stopped and looked around, trying to scan the area. Jeff didn’t see anything that could possibly make him injured. The young human breathed heavily trying to rest for some time after running away by harming Morgan Freeman.

He thought that this man would be untouchable, literally. Here is an surprise, Morgan Freeman was pushed by his attack away, together with countless square meters of dirt and rocks that flew like arrows into trees, perhaps even harming innocent animals. Like squirrels, or bugs, maybe wolfs if there were any.

Jeff approached a nearby tree, and leaned his back against it, while slowly going down and eventually sitting, resting with his legs curled to himself and his hands on his knees thinking. He didn’t want to do harm to Morgan Freeman, he wasn’t that sort of human being. He was raised differently and even if Morgan Freeman did bad, he doesn’t necessarily need to be injured by him.

Injured or not, touched or not, the self-proclaimed God was touched by him. It’s weird, as if maybe the God he knows about, was in fact Morgan Freeman but with different traits. From what he knows, God is not material, and here? God seems to be material, or he simply made this body for the moment and he smacked Gods puppet body.

Jeff stopped breathing thru his mouth, that was dry enough, and breathed thru nose trying to calm himself. He has attacked God, he will probably face consequences, not to mention he feels bad for doing it. Jeff sighed painfully, he needs to find that potion maker Morgan Freeman claimed there is.

Jeff looked at the ring on his finger, he slowly took it off and hid it in his pocket on his slim white shirt that was dirty, right on his right side. He doesn’t want to hurt the potion maker, especially since it’s a she. He can only imagine what sort of races, there are, and what race is the potion maker.

“I will meet him again…Sooner or later”

Author's Note

So, I have three options on how Jeff should react. I had these three ideas and I don't know which one is better, so I wrote them here. In order for you, my dear readers, to choose one!

Why? Well, If I have the option to give an choice on which my readers can vote on. Why not present it to you rather then choose myself and perhaps do the wrong move? It also warms me to see a lot of interest in the story by debatig which path is better.

In the end, its best to know which one is better for y'all, those are just but a few that could proably appear in the fture if I'll have problems in deciding what Jeff should do, or choose. So, write in the comments, what you think is the best scenario.

The first is an friendly approach, to be friends with God. The second one, is more neutral, to have rather stagnant relations with Morgan Freeman. The last one is rebelious, and aims for having cold relations with God.

God/Morgan Freeman. Will be a teacher of our Jeff. I think that thirty to maybe fifty chapters of training will be enough, and from there we will have a omipotent God! How and why? Don't ask me right now, everything will be reaveled, how there are many omnipotent beings.

Still need an editor. Remember to leave a few upvotes for the statistics if you want to show support!

PS. For so long until I don't find an editor, I won't update ANY of my stories, because they are going to be shit.

Ch 4: Two Options < Old Chapter > (Don't read)

Jeff was really now in some deep LSD type shit right now, not only his mind said that, Morgan Freeman is the Christian-Jewish God. But also he is currently talking to him in person. That was of course impossible, he talking with God?! The creator? He didn’t even go to church often and here God speaks to him.

That was a lot of lie and hallucination right here, maybe he took drugs? It can’t be, his life was to good and he worked too hard and he wouldn’t destroy his life with that stuff, So maybe he is just dreaming? Probably all of this is a weird vision that his brain gives him. But he is really interested what his brain will response, when he asks questions

Morgan freeman, as he will call God for now, was looking at him with a very concentrated look. You could slice that gaze with a knife is he had one, either way still Jeff had a lot of problems and he felt really weird right now. If he really would see God, then it would mean he is dead. And he remembers only going to sleep and nothing before that…

‘Maybe I’m dead?’

Jeff now thought about that, he only remembers going to sleep in his flat. So maybe before he did actually go to sleep, he took some stuff that killed him in his sleep? Or made his memories vanish and now he is in hospital or his bed. Still dying and waiting for someone to wake him up, while his friends and family watches.

He could imagine the doctors saying different kinds of information about his blood or some tests that proved a disease, then his mind was beginning to crack and even more dark scenarios appeared. His stomach started to hurt, probably from the stress, and he also started to sweat a lot, while his breathing and heart rate were more drastic.

“Jeff…” Morgan Freeman (aka: God) started “…This is all real, you see the world you’ve been thrown into is real. I’m real and I created you, you are my child as are others. You see the world that you encountered is in danger we thought will come sooner, but it didn’t and gave us time to thin-“

“ Hold on a second there” He said and stepped away with his hands stretched forward ready to act “Y-You think I’ll believe you? This can’t be real, give a proof this is real, how should I know that I’m not in hospital and have strange dreams or this is just a nightmare?!” He asked

Morgan Freeman looked at him, his head slightly to the left. Jeff was breathing fast and he was sweating a lot while the butterflies in his stomach became more powerful. If this was a dream then he wouldn’t maybe even feel pain, but he can’t just believe he talks to God. That’s not possible, especially for him when he isn’t even a good Christian!

“Why would I lie?”

“Great answer ya know?! Maybe something better and more creative!”

“Jeff listen…” He said it and before Jeff could even notice he saw him in front of him

His hands were placed on his shoulders, he was 10 centimeters or so shorter then he was. Those eyes were really making him think that he is speaking to God. Only if he would have his PC with him, he would write a story that said all the things he saw. Who knows maybe he will even write one if he doesn’t forget that dream, some good amounts of cash would be helpful.

“…You are a good man Jeff, you always helped others even when you knew you will lose. That time you helped Michael from those bullies and you got kicked in the knee and had to see a doctor. Or that time you wanted to really make this girl go away and make her cry your name, because she cheated on you. But you didn’t do it, you hold her in a warm hug and said that you will help her not fell guilty for what she has d-“

Jeff cut Morgan Freeman off by pushing him away, he didn’t trip but was close to do it. Jeff looked at him with angry eyes, he didn’t like those memories, even he regretted them from the bottom of his heart, and always when he thought like that, it hurt him a bit and felled bad in his chest when he actually said so in his head.

“And?! What does this have to do with the god damn ‘You speak to God all of a sudden’ thing?!” He demanded really badly with his hand raised and pointing down and then around

“Please let me finish,” He said really soft, like a father to his son and the words were filled with love and harmony, it made Jeff calm down quickly

“Then speak”

“I once had a brother, his name was Michron. We with our sisters 2 sisters lived peacefully and talked about how we actually all of a sudden remember each other. We talked for millions of years until we decide to build something, we thought of words for naming it. We came up with the word Universe.” Morgan Freeman explained, and waited for Jeff to say something

“Continue” He said

“Each one of us not to disturb the others work build ourselves a room, white 8x8x5 meters. We started to create, we didn’t know what to start with, so after a while we sat and talked what should we start with. We came up with the suns and all that, so when we continued to create. We begin to make the universe that each one of us would design differently.” He finished what was supposed to make Jeff fell interested in his story and it did work

Jeff kinda understand it now, so he had a brother and 2 sisters. Together with them they talked about being and what is what. After a while they decided to build and create so they came up with words and also naming stuff. When they started they probably created laws ,like physics and also what is the foundation of a universe or dimension, and from that point modify it to their will.

‘It makes some sense’ He thought now about it, but still even when it did make sense he didn’t believe God stands before it

“And that’s how your universe, and your home was created.” He finished and again did the same thing he did last time but now he didn’t have his hands placed on his shoulders

“I’ll give that to you, it’s really an interesting story and all…” He paused and looked now very seriously at Morgan Freeman “What about me? Hmm?”

Morgan Freeman then turned and from underneath his feet the world around changed in matter of seconds, now there wasn’t a universe and stars but there was a strange planet. It was green like Earth and had different continents, as if taken from Stellaris or Orion. Maybe even other games that have planets in them, or just taken from a cool fan art he saw while browsing the internet.

Then he saw a enormous moon and a eve more bigger sun that was orbiting around the planet, not the other way around. If this world would have their own pony version of Nicolaus Copernicus, the polish astronomer that said that the sun is in the middle and earth moves around it not the other way around. Then he would have been really killed for heresy ,or something like that.

“This is the planet you have been transported onto” He said and turned to Jeff “My brother, decided that the life for him is boring and he doesn’t see any sense in continuing his existence, so he gave up and disappeared one day…” Morgan Freeman said with a tear in his eyes

Jeff felled sad and sorry for him, but still he didn’t believe all what he heard right now, but a small spark that slowly turn into a flame of faith was beginning to bur inside of him. It said , it shouted and yelled in all directions that it is the truth, and he has just pushed God as if he was a midget. But still Jeff didn’t believe all this, he needed a proof because he feels that he won’t see his family any time soon if all this proves true

“We expected the world to collapse and be send into oblivion, but it didn’t. My brother left his powers that created the universe, we thought that it will just be there until it won’t destroy it self. But the world started to decay and the powers were still present, they needed a new host to make them hold the universe my brother created. Together with Cintra and Fiona we debated who should it be…” He started to slowly approach Jeff

He didn’t like that even a tiny bit, he already had thoughts that he is going to become God just because he is here and talks about all this to him. But he at first shrugged those thoughts off, however what it seemed like, it will be the Couse for his appearance here. But he hopes its just all a dream and he will wake up from all this, while eating a double cheese burger straight from McDonalds down the street.

“After a thousand years of talks and all that, we choose that it will be a human, now it was time to find which one and when it will be the time to take him for his new job and life. We all entered my room, and from there we looked into a scroll I made to see the future and what will happen. We roamed through the world and located a soul that really wants to help, and isn’t angry, can’t be angry and revengeful to the ones that hurt him.” Morgan Freeman stood before him

Jeff looked at him with scared eyes, he expected him to say there or one word that will change his life forever. He really hoped it won’t be what he thinks it will be, he doesn’t want to hear it and he doesn’t want to do it even. He is to young and he has a life before him to do that, he can’t help it but try and look away while having his eyes closed and bite his lip hard.

“It was you”

And now Jeff really stopped breathing and even thinking, why would world and God do something like this even? This isn’t real but a dream is still a dream ,and it fells so real and it all makes almost perfect sense. Maybe God won’t enlighten him and make him believe what he sees and hears right now, because if it is the truth then he can’t say 'no' if the world was right now with those ponies is going to do what he thinks is going to do

“That world needs you Jeff, you don’t have to be a God and do all that things, you just have to be there and stand there in order to make it survive ,if you want to you can choose and intervene in the life of those that live there.” Morgan Freeman pleaded him with his words and added really quietly “But you can say No, of course”

“W-What?”

“You have free will, I gave it to you, not like my siblings that didn’t give their creations it. So that they can control the situation” He answered Jeff’s question

“So I can say ‘No’?”

God nodded with a sad look on his face “But they will perish, not die in pain, but suddenly all that hard work my brother did will perish”

“Will I see my family?”

“I’m sorry for that, but you won’t I also know you don’t believe me yet, do you?”

“N-No”

Morgan Freeman then Placed his hand on Jeff’s Forehead, and Jeff’s eyes started to glow in rainbow colors, he did bend a little backwards as if someone just punched and his head was pushed. There was no sounds or anything like that, there was just him and Jeff, no winds or anything similar was even a thing.

When God stopped finally what he did, Jeff fell over and started to breathe really fast while his heart was beating faster than the seconds pass. He looked up and placed his hands on his head, he looked terrified at what just happened, he really now believed what Morgan Freeman has just said, he was talking to God.

“I-I-I’m sorry f-for earlier, I didn’t want to push you!” He quickly said

Jeff won’t ever again questions dreams like that, all the things he saw and all the flashbacks he has even in the couple of seconds was enough for him. He also literally spend a day in the church and saw everything, the conversations with the Ponies and even this one. He saw Christs crucifixion and all the crusades with the children and others crying

He saw the German deathcamps and the Jews that ware murdered, he saw the Indians getting wiped out my disease and the white man, he saw the blacks being enslaved and transported with a ship to the Americas. And what’s worse from all that, he saw how others raped or killed little innocent children just for the sake of fun in the ancient or medieval times.

He felt all that, he heard all that, he smelled, ate, saw and even tried to stop but couldn’t do all that!

“That was your last punishments for your sins, so that hell won’t claim you, it was necessary and It hurt me to see you there” He said it and helped Jeff to stand up and then hugged him just like a father would do to his son

“Please, never do that again” Jeff pleaded

“No, I won’t, everything is going to be okay. No more of these will happened, this was only once and happened once.”

“P-Promise?”

“Promise”

They stayed in that hug for a good ten minutes, before Jeff could have let out all his emeotions and sadness go away, he felt good hugging God, at least what thye learn in schools that he is your friends is the truth. The fatherly atmosphere was broken when Jeff had to again ask a question he did not so long ago, but God knew he is going to ask him that sooner or later. And he has to also tell him about certain rules

“I won’t see my family again?”

“No, and I hope you will forgive me for that, of course when you say ,yes”

“Can I tell people about you?” Jeff asked him that question from curiosity

”Ponies to be exact, and no ,you can’t” He paused and looked at him “We set up 3 rules that we would never break, the 1st one forbids to sabotage our universes ,the 2nd one forbids us to send our creations into the others universe ,and finally the 3rd one forbids our creations from knowing that we are 4.

“The world will collapse when I say ‘No’ will it?” He asked only to be sure what is the topic

“Yes, you don’t have to be a God and help others and answer prayers, you can live your life as an human and just be there. But you can chose to become one if you would like to, as I said, you just need to be there, and give the powers and abilities a host.”

“Why does it work that way thou?”

“I do not know, but we figured it out after some testing, we created smaller universes and then cut ourselves from them. They disappeared, but because my brothers creation was old and for a long time it was held by his powers and existence, it managed to survive some time.” God explained it as clearly as he could so that Jeff can understands as much as possible

“I-I understand”

Jeff now had a decision to make, he can say yes and become God, or no and be human for the rest of his life. He needs to think rather logically about this, he can’t risk his life and become depressed because either way he is going to lose his life and become inane or something. It was time to make a decision and he didn’t like to make them

If he said ‘No’ to the God almighty’s offer, then the world he just found out is will perish , but no on evil die in pain or anything quite like that. He will then probably wake up in his bed and eat breakfast, become more religious and do his work and repeat it every day all over again until he dies. He was going to be able to see his family, friends and maybe even future wife

‘But ponies will die’ he though in his mind

If he says ‘Yes’ then he will become God of an unknown world, and rule all over it as he likes, he doesn’t have to do it. But he can just be a Human and lie or make up stories how the humans also have magic because he already said that to Twilight and the other’s. Maybe even there he will find love and family? He is God, so he could just want to have kids and they would appear.

‘But I will never see my family again’ He said in his mind, it was depressing to think, but he already knew that they would the best for him and his bro would be happy to see him being almighty and stuff.

Jeff can’t also help but to hear his inner voices and allow them to make the decision, he wants to help and he did in fact always help people. And now he has the opportunity to help God and some race from dying, either way he was chosen to become God. Maybe he will somehow survive although he is going as hell, miss his friends and coworkers in his office

“Do you accept?” God finally asked him

‘What should I chose? I alredy got punished for my sins, but will I be responsible enough to be a God?'

Author's Note

Coming back!

Yep, this story will be continued randomly and not so often as my 2 main stories, but it will continue
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Very Important Question

Hey guys, I had a proposition for you. That the story will become a fanfiction season 8. That is happening after a time skip, about 4 to 5 years after Starswirl the bearded appeared, its totally up to you if you want this story to become something like this. I could include the pillars, even if to this day I can’t properly remember their names, I know, I know, blasphemy! How can you not remember the names?!

There isn’t too much information saying that this story is in a very far future even when it is written like this in the description, I could use those new added character’s to my idea of the world, and what Jeff will do. As I said it is totally up to you, if someone’s wants to know what my idea is for the story when YOU decide that you want it to become a fan made season 8, then write to me.

And if Not...
The story will continue with my plans that I had for it originally
Then you can write to me and ask what was my plan for the story with the character’s that were added in season 7.

Comment down below, and remember, whatever will happened to the story. And whatever you decide what the outcome should be. I will write chapter’s for this story!

Author's Note

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