Chapter One: How am I still alive?

I remember it all vividly: the Con, the stall, the Void, the world. Can't forget it. And I'm grateful for that. To who? No clue, but that doesn't mean that I wish to forget some things. The pain, the death, the...incident. I was never afraid of any of those though, I always just took it all as fact.

This thing is taking a while.

I have to distract myself, or I'll be like a certain sleep deprived Gungan on coke... I just not only made a reference to something a have not thought of in a very long time, I also made it make zero sense... I'm already going mental.
I suppose... yeah why not. Might as well remember it all once more, since I have the time. Heh time... used to think it existed once. (Insert deep sigh here) Here I go again. I might as well write it down...

I'll need a lot more paper.

"Hey! You gonna just stand and stare, or finally enter?"

I stop "staring", as my roommate put it, at the massive banner above the entrance to the building, that was currently holding a convention to which we decided to go to.

"I like the art" I reply.

She just raises her scarlet eyebrow at me, complete with a 10/10 deadpan. "Besides we aren't in a rush, so hold your horses." She just sighs and shakes her head disappointingly. She raised her head up to the sky and mouthed something. "Because you're a very kind and patient person" I say without even needing to hear her. She smiles from the compliment. "However some would just consider you insane for even wanting to put up with me" Huh. Didn't know face muscles could move faster than light.

11/10 deadpan.

I decide to stop messing with the Triss lookalike and actually enter the LOUDEST PLACE I'VE BEEN TO! HOLY SHIT! While the witch cackles in evil delight at the expression on my face (She might have just simply giggled at the grimace I made, but I couldn't tell the difference, because pain) I take a moment to admire the decorations. But that's all I have.

A moment.

Miss 'Merigold' grabs my gauntlet covered hand and proceeds to drag me towards a crowd that looks like it might not fit on the Shibuya crossing. If there is one thing I don't like, it's being in big crowds. My roommate perfectly knows this. If she was dragging me near a crowd, I'd be fine with that, but she was trying to pull me into that constantly moving mass of sweat and noise. Nope.

I managed to tear my gauntlet out of her bear trap vice, just before we entered the thing. She turned to look at me questionably, to which I just replied using all of my lung capacity

"I WANT TO GO LOOK AROUND ON MY OWN, MAYBE I'LL FIND SOMETHING THAT DOESN'T LOOK AND SOUND LIKE A SHOGGOTH!" reek too.

For some reason, what I said made her look kind of sad, I guess she wanted to spend time and hang out together. After what obviously looked like a painful decision moment for her, she finally looks at me.

"OKAY, KNOCK YOURSELF OUT!"

"ALRIGHT, YOU TOO!" I shout, once again trying to imitate the Dragonborn. She smiles at me and I smile at her, however she can't see mine, so it's not like it matters.

The admittedly hot 'sorceress' gives me a not at all unpleasant view whilst disappearing into the crowd with the Bermuda Triangle like properties. I proceed to get as far away from that place as possible, but not before taking a look at what could possibly be such a magnet for so many people with costumes. Oh. It's a 'League of Legends' stand with who I think are the developers and some of the voice actors giving out autographs. Oh you poor sods. I leave the area, thinking of what sort of riches they were promised to come here and do that all evening. If they weren't sane before, they sure as hell won't be after tonight. Maybe I'm overdramatizing.

Nah.

I decide to go into a different area. Soon, I start to see a bunch of stalls, each of them selling something unique. I walk up to one to see what little trinkets they have, cus' I can't see very well from afar and have to always get up close to be able read anything, or see the details.

Shame I have to wait 'till I am twenty five to do an eye surgery. My eyesight isn't always a problem, since I simply can't see the details from a certain distance and I usually carry glasses with me. Right now however: I don't have my glasses, but I am not really worried about not having them on me. As I walk up to one of the stalls I notice a body sized mirror and decide to take a good look at my costume again.

I was dressed in mostly onyx black armor with a small cyan tint to it in places. Since my body shape was quite thin, although not starving levels of thin, my leggings and gauntlets had this sleek look to them, which I achieved by making most of my "armour" plated. There were a few rune designs, scattered here and there, that could light up via LED, or cyan glow in the dark paint. Each of my shoulder pads had a single curved spike, but I made sure they weren't too big.

There were two long and wide, curved daggers in sheaths on each of my hips. The handles and the blades were also onyx colored. The sheaths, that were simply pure black, were sewn on a black belt with, once again: cyan colored designs.

But it is the helmet I am most proud of. While I took the basic shape of the 'Deathsingers Gaze' from the first Destinys' 'Crotas End' raid, it had a couple changes: the most obvious being the big, pure black, slightly curved horns, resting where the forehead would usually be. The second change was not the shape of the helms "face", but rather what it was made of.

I was very enthusiastic when making it. Probably a little too enthusiastic, since it cost me quite a bit. Basically: I've embedded one glass that was tinted just a tiny amount and one almost pitch black, the darker one was at the back, whilst the lighter one on the front with some space between them which was filled with black smoke. In the middle of the space, I put in black glass walls in a shape of a reptile pupil, that also had black smoke within it.

However it doesn't end there.

I made four projectors from LEDs, that when activated, made it look like a cyan eye of Sauron, with smoke on the sides giving it a flame-like appearance. Just for good measure, I decided to give myself a cape made of black smoke, by making little inbuilt smoke emitters at the back of my shoulder plates and neck area, which I could activate whenever I want. They didn't have much smoke in them, so I'll have to use them sparingly. All in all: I looked pretty badass.

"Cool costume, made it yourself?" says a voice, unknowingly agreeing with my thoughts.

"Naturally. Have you ever seen anything like it before?" I ask the young looking stall owner.

"No, never. Good job dude." She says looking at the horns.

"Want to see something even more cool?" I ask whilst grinning and turn on the LEDs by flicking a little switch behind one of my sheaths.

Her eyes widen and her mouth opens a little. "That's so sick bruh!"

"Thanks"

"Oh, by the way are you going to buy anything?"

I take a moment to actually look at what she's selling: key rings, bracelets, some cool bowties, and a few plushies. "Hmm. No actually, but thanks. I don't really need, nor want any of these." I answer, after giving it some thought.

"Alright then dude. No problem, hope you find something you want." I say my goodbyes and walk away whilst giving a little wave, she waves back with a grin.

Nice lady. Wish more were like her. Kinda reminds me of my roommate. Wonder how she's doing. As I continue mingling between stalls, looking for something that might catch my eye, I see it. A single stall, set up away from others and a shady looking vendor, selling what looks like a bunch of well made replicas of different weapon, armor pieces and all sort of other stuff.

This just gave me a pause. The reason I came this convention, was just to provide some amusement, by trying to find the infamous 'merchant' despite knowing that there is more than a 99.9 percent chance that the displacer is just a character, made up by the fandom of a kids show. Which I am not a part of, despite having read over fifty stories written by that very same fandom...

I didn't tell my roommate the primary reason I went to this convention. I told her: that when I was younger, I had a shitty experience at another gaming convention, but didn't want that to ruin my view on such events. Which is true, but once again, not the main reason. Of course she didn't believe me, because we know each other enough for her to understand that: I don't simply try something again, because of a ruined experience. Thankfully, she dropped the subject after a bit of an interrogation, by which I mean she asked me to tell her the real reason and I refused.

She was excited to go to this Con. I suppose, that she thought it was a date of sorts. If this guy actually turns out to be a displacer and sends me to another world...Well, I could've left on better terms, if he isn't one though, then I should tell her that I don't have any kind of interest in her. Again. That conversation will be awkward even if she doesn't hold that type of affection towards me anymore.

Here goes.

I walk up to the vendor in a strange armored cloak and upon closer inspection, I realize that he's wearing Miraaks armor complete with his very detailed squid mask. His attire isn't glowing though, which I am slightly disappointed in, but I suppose he needs to be as inconspicuous as possible if he actually is the merchant.

"Hello Miraak."

He looks at me with that slightly creepy mask and speaks in a reverberating voice , "Who are you?" I assume he's talking about my costume so I tell him. "A necromancer assassin? That's certainly new."

He has a bunch of different replicas, or are they the originals? I can see an axe that is probably either from 'Warcraft', or 'Warhammer'. There are bunch of guns from different games, but only one really catches my eye. It's a onyx 'Thorn' with a CYAN hue.

...

If he isn't a displacer, then I am dressed in the worst looking costume ever. I am not though, right?

"You a merchant?" I just had to ask.

He just chuckles, but his echoing voice added ten points to the creepy factor. "Of course I am, I would not be selling
anything if I wasn't a merchant, would I?"

"You tell me."

Humming he looks at me, like he's measuring me up and down. "I believe you already have chosen something to buy?"

"Yes actually, I'd like that bane of every 'Destinys' PvP player", I say and point at the revolver.

"Ah good choice. It will fit you nicely. Anything else?" He asks while placing the absolute beauty that is 'Thorn' on the counter.

"I don't know. Any suggestions?"

"One moment." He ducks behind the counter and lifts a book as long as half my arm and also places it on the counter. It has dark blue and green engravings on it and in the middle, there is a cyan, flaming, reptiles' eye. I just look up at him.

"What is this?" I croak.

"This is a book about necromancy, it's basics and what you need to do to not live." I can feel his shit-eating grin.

"Thanks. I'll take it." I say. No need to be rude to the dude helping me. IF he is helping me. "What's the price?"

He freezes for a moment at my wording, then instantly relaxes. "Nothing. It's a gift. You'll have to pay for the gun though." He tells me the price and I pull out my right dagger out of the sheath and take the money that I hid in there earlier.

After handing him the money I put the dagger back in place and pick up the wares. The book had a chain, so I tried hanging it by my belt and just simply held 'Thorn'. As soon as I finished connecting the chain, I felt a slow pulling sensation from below.

"Wow, not even going to say goodbye are we?" The merchants head snaps towards me as soon as I said that.

"What?" He sounds confused and...worried?

"You are throwing me into another world and not even bothering to wish me luck?"

"But I haven't even started to open the portal yet." We keep looking at each other for a couple of seconds, as the pulling increases in force.

"Uh..."

"...Oh."

He reaches his hand towards me and I start feeling a pulling from him, however whatever was trying to drag me from below increased it's efforts tenfold. I start to feel like I am being compressed and thrown across the entire room at the same time.

"This was not supposed to happen!" I hear his voice scream, but it sounds distant.

"No shit?"

Suddenly everything stops being. There is no light, there is no sound, there no gravity, there is NOTHING. I think I nearly blacked out from what I felt, however I have never fallen unconscious in my life, so I guess I've got a sort of resistance to it, which can be unfortunate at times. Oh there is also no air here, so I'm slowly suffocating. Makes sense I suppose. Guess I'll just have to hold my breath.

I suddenly found out why the displaced get knocked out before being sent. I once got a really bad rash, because I ate shrimps. The doctor had to inject me with a thing. I don't know what was in there, but I suddenly got a feeling in my balls like fire ants were having the time of their life down there.

This?

This was worse, for I felt it everywhere. My mouth, my nose, my intestines, all over my skin and of course - in my balls. I opened my mouth to scream while my whole body was having a spasm, but no sound came out. My mind wasn't even able to think. When I tried to regain any kind of thought process, I felt another yank.

Without warning I was hurled across the Void. I once again experienced the sensation of being compressed, but the more the pulling continued, the more I thought I was going to tear in two. After a while of what was probably the most nauseating experience in my life, I came to an abrupt stop. My bones felt like they were thrown against a brick wall at the speed of light. I began feeling things.

Heavy. Cold. Wet.

I've arrived.

My oxygen deprived brain forced my mouth open and made my lungs suck in air. I got a coughing fit and couldn't keep my legs standing, so I fell on my knees down on what felt like stone ground, the sound of water splashing rang out in my ears. Apparently my muscles decided to stop being muscles and the rest of my body proceeded to fall to the ground.
My muscles were sore and my bones felt like hot lead. My head, which wasn't faring much better, was on it's side looking forward. Through, what I realized was rain, I saw a blur. I think it was orange? Then the blur divided into two.
I assumed it was someone, but I couldn't know for sure, because my head felt like a split watermelon.

"Help." I shouted with all my remaining strength. I couldn't keep myself awake anymore and decided to get some rest on the cold, wet ground.

That was the first word I said in Equestria.

Author's Note

I hope you've enjoyed the chapter, if not, oh well. I am planning on releasing more chapters next week, probably near the weekends. I might do it sooner though. Give me some of your thoughts on this one, I'd appreciate it. If you have any questions, I am willing to answer them, just post them in the comments.
If you are a nice person: have a great time!
If you're not a nice person: welll...still have a great time, just not by your definition of a great time.
I'll see you all in the comment section, or next chapter.
Four Dimensional Intergalactic cube of Chaos and Order out.