It was a cold night on the 5th of January, no cars were on fire and there's driver on the wheels. And the sewers are all frozen in thousands of ice shards. And the cold wind blows.

Inside of a specfic house, a man on his underwear browses /pol/. 'The goverment is corrupt," they say. "And were on so many drugs."

There, a radio turned on, tuned to statics. The curtains were drawn.

He was trapped in his own horrible lifestyle. And it was bleeding to death.

The sun has fallen down. It was 10 pm. And the thread was pure autist. And the lightbulbs are all dead on their sockets.

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Okay I stop!

But yeah, my boy Will's browsing 4chan whilst sipping his sweet sweet boomer nectar and argues with libtards on the thread epic style. And well, he wasn't in a very good situation right now. He doesn't have any job, he doesn't have any girlfriend, he lives in his mom's basement, a N.E.E.T., and a massive virgin. While still argues with said libtard, he receives a message from his friend.

xXx_69_fazeclan_69_xXx: Oyyyy cockface wassup?
In which he replies with:
malevolent_pathology: Shut the fuck up retard, lmao. What's up?
xXx_69_fazeclan_69_xXx: Never been better. How's your prep for the con?
malevolent_pathology: Oh, you know I'm pumped for this shit!
malevolent_pathology: I will also annoy you with me constantly saying "I, Giorno Giovanna, have a dream"
xXx_69_fazeclan_69_xXx: OK, weeb.
xXx_69_fazeclan_69_xXx: How's your financial status tho'?
malevolent_pathology: OY VEY!
malevolent_pathology: JK asked mom to borrow 50 something dollar (rubs hands).
malevolent_pathology: Promised her i will return it once i get a job (not)
xXx_69_fazeclan_69_xXx: lmao
xXx_69_fazeclan_69_xXx: Good luck on your costume you fucking loser
malevolent _pathology: UNO_reverse_card.png
xXx_69_fazeclan_69_xXx: Haha thanks

With a light chuckle, he shut's down his computer and went straight into bed. "Woah," he said to himself. "Can't wait for the con"

And with that, he fell a sleep. He dreams a figure, bathed in light. He can't see it's face. It looks like an elderly women. It doesn't really looked like a human. It says:

It was Ponyville. They call Ponyville, "the playground of the world." There was no place like it, in the whole world, like Ponyville when I was a youngster. No place in the world like it, and it was so fabulous. Now it's shrunk down to almost nothing, you see. And, uh, I still remember in my mind how things used to be, and uh, you know, I feel very bad. But ponies from all over the world came here. From all over the world, it was the playground -- they called it the playground of the world, over here. Anyways, uh, I... uh... you know... I even got -- when I was very small, I even got lost in Ponyvi...l....l..........e..

The alarm clock woke him up. It was 6 AM. He was sleeping on the floor. Again. "Dammit, AGAIN?" he said to himself. He got up, went into the bathroom upstairs, brushes his teeth, get some bath, eats his breakfirst and quickly dressed up as Giorno. He packed his bag quickly and run straight into the front door."BYE MOM!" he yelled. There is no reply but he doesn't care. He quickly closes and lock the door and ran straight into the metro. After 2 station and several trip & fall, he arrived and ran up and there he was, in the front entrance of the con. His excitement boiling up. He can't believe it! It was his dream to go to this specific con and there he was! Then, he heard someone calling him. He know that voice.

"WILL!" the voice yell. It was his friend, Aaron, dressed as Buccelatti. "I've been waiting for you!"

"Aaron, what's up!" He replied. "Sorry for keep you waiting!" "Well, let's get this BREAD!"

The both of them circle around the con, taking pictures with other cosplayers and con goers, Will constantly annoys Aaron, and buying some merch. Then, Will saw a man looking like Resident Evil's Merchant walking towards them. "Excuse me," he says. "Are you interested in buying some stuff I sell?"

"Huh, sure. Why not?" Will says. "What'cha got?"

"Oh, I got something perfect just for the two of you"

He reached into his jacket and pulls out an arrow. But not just any arrow, it's a stand arrow. The beetle arrow.

"No fucking way dude!" Aaron exclaimed. "It looks sooo good! How much is it?" The Merchant ponders for a second and says "$10 maybe. Forgot the price,"

"Huh, weird. But what ever," Will says as he handed the man $10. "It's preety cheap judging by the arrow's quality." Suddenly, they were pulled backward into a hole of some sort. "WH-WHAT THE HELL?!" "H-HELP!!!!" screamed Aaron. But no one hear. Suddenly everything turned black and the floor suddenly erased from existance. "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!!!" they screamed as they fall into oblivion.

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The sun shone brightly over the Everfree Forest. The inhabitant of the forest living up their daily life. Nothing out of the ordinary really. That, until a huge hole appear in the sky. Said hole create winds strong enough to flatten trees to the ground revealing ruins of a village of some sort. From the hole, two figures appered. They're falling at an incredible speed. Covered in a golden light. Like comets or meteor. They touched the ground. And then, a bright light.

An impact more powerful than anything said place have ever encounter. An impact similar to the most powerful nuclear weapon mankind has ever detonate. The shockwave travels across the globe far and wide. The resulting smoke rises high into the stratosphere. The crater, 1 and a half kilometer wide and 700 meter deep. The heat vaporize rocks, trees and living creatures to close, or in the middle of the impact. It can be felt 20 Kilometer around the crater.

What or who could've made such destruction? And how?

The buildings toppled in on themselves
Mothers clutching babies
Picked through the rubble
And pulled out their hair

The skyline was beautiful on fire
All twisted metal stretching upwards
Everything washed in a thin orange haze

I said, "Kiss me, you're beautiful -
These are truly the last days"

You grabbed my hand
And we fell into it
Like a daydream
Or a fever

We woke up one morning and fell a little further down
For sure it's the valley of death

Author's Note

Sorry for the retarded intro
Litteraly the first serious fic i have ever make.
Not exactly that long isn't it? Yeah sorry about that. Don't know what to write.