I looked up and stared at the town as if it said something stupid before looking back down at the book. If a place like that is named Ponyville, then it must be filled with people no one wants to meet. Thinking about a means for defense against this horridly-named town, I thought of something.

'Could I write my own arguments?' It was worth a try. I wrote 'Arguments' at the top of a new page and underlined it. As soon as I lifted the pen from the paper, the text turned blue. I'm just going to take that as a sign that I can write my own rules. This should make my life a lot easier if I can label spells accordingly. First off, I wrote passive and active along with their meanings. In an instant the term turned red, and the definitions turned yellow. I sighed a breath of relief, feeling good that my hand doesn't have to cramp writing spells. Being satisfied with the two arguments I wrote, I put them to the test. I gave myself a spell called [Stealing Intent], only this time I put passive in parentheses right next to the title. If this worked, I could be one of those overpowered anime characters. I went through the drill of writing down what the spell is supposed to do, and started my tests on the tree I was laying on. What I basically wrote down was that if I felt the desire to take life from anything that lived, all I would have to do is touch it. I placed my hand on the tree and closed my eyes, focusing on the plant cells that make up its being. In an instant, my body felt rejuvenated, as if I hadn't ran from that Manticore at all. Taking my hand off the tree and opened my eyes to see something that I found interesting. The tree itself was not looking too good, as if someone treated it like a dish rag that had been squeezed to its max. It looked almost as if it were a Halloween decoration. I sat on my legs next to the tree and clapped my hands together.

'I'm sorry, dear tree. It was nothing personal, but at least you went down for a good cause...' I thought about, bidding the tree farewell. I swear to god if some of you say that it's weird to say goodbye to a tree, then I am gonna quote Kung Fu Panda references so hard. Simple as that. Anyway, I made two more passive spells as a safety precaution. The spells are self explanatory, so I will just tell you their names. I don't know why I wouldn't come up with [Dangerous Presence] and [Magical Presence] earlier after being chased by a Manticore, but I guess my mind had other plans during the time. So, I continued my walk toward the wickedly-named town. It was currently nighttime, and it was very dark. Almost too dark. I looked at the town and saw not even one light on. Suspiciously, I looked around and saw a magical presence, telling me that at least one spell works right. Going by gut feeling that the other one works as well, it must mean that it isn't harmful. I ran toward the presence and saw what looked to be a small cottage, easily comfortable for only one or two people.

'I should be happy that there are likely no kids here, but what the hell is this one fucking building doing out here?' I thought, creeping closer to the house. I sat beneath one of the windows and opened the book. I briefly wrote [Night Vision] and explained the spell. I activated it momentarily after writing it down and noticed something that I found a little weird. Okay, that's not even fucking true and I know it. This has to be the weirdest shit that I have ever seen in my entire life, and I play with what are basically weapons of mass destruction. This cottage, and I emphasize cottage, has fucking animals living inside of it. Not just your typical cat or dog either. There is a full grown bear in the middle of the goddamn room. I am not kidding when I say that animals took over this damn place. I wondered if i could scare them off, so I attempted that. I wrote in the book a spell I named [Fire Sniper], which is basically a heavy damage spell that creates a loud boom on impact. I made a specific note in the spell to inform it that it only burns the spot I aim at if it doesn't impact a certain object. Just a minor note so I don't burn down the damn place.

'Ha, fire go boom!' I thought in my mind, holding my hands as if I were holding a sniper. Waiting for effect to take itself, I watched as a sniper that looked like the metal was too hot to handle appear in my hand. I aimed at the tree I bid farewell to, index finger on the trigger.

'So this is truly where we say fair well... Yikes.' Thinking about the moment I was experiencing made me a little uncomfortable. I pulled the trigger and immediately hit the wall from the sheer amount of recoil the gun had. My back had ached a little afterwards, but nothing magic couldn't handle. I looked through the same window I had been at for the past 10 minutes and saw that I got the desired effect. The animals started making their way toward the back door in a hurry to get away from the terrifying sound. It seemed that only one animal inhabited upstairs, and it came downstairs to see what the commotion was about. It must be the ring leader of the group. I watched it flicker on the lights, causing every animal to stop in place. The small horse, a more accurate word being pony, stopped and did something I wasn't expecting.

'I know that it was surprising to see magic existing, but this is a whole other load of bullshit.' I swear to god if that tree was sentient then I'm going to create a spell to revive it.

"W-What was that noise?" The somehow talking pony said, walking toward the door and slightly opening it enough to peak through it. Am I even in my own world? I swear that everything I knew for what it was has been flipped around. I stared at it from the side, not daring to move. This pony had a pink mane and a yellow coat, with three butterflies on her ass. I better not name more or my cover will be blown by me laughing my ass off.

"I-I-Is anypony there?" It asked, my guess being that it was alarmed by the smoke.

'Okay, that term is stupid and equally racist.' I thought, continuing to hide. I peered inside the window to check up on the other animals. It seemed that the butter-colored one managed to settle down the other animals. I looked back at the pony just in time to dodge a swipe from an oh-so familiar claw. If it can understand me, then what I say next may piss it off.

"Fucking Manticores..." I whispered, looking at it like more of an annoyance than anything. It seems like the pony heard the swipes of the bushes because it, or now that I know it's sapient, she, came running over here.

"What's wrong?" It asked the beast. The Manticore turned around and pointed towards me, who was still crouched inside of what remained of the bush. The Manticore, frustrated by its miss at my neck, swiped what remained of the bush to reveal me.

I will be sure to cook you with a side of fries and a soft drink in the future. I wonder if they have recipe books here, and if they have fried Manticore as a meal they have instructions for preparing. While the pony looked terrified, me and the Manticore tried to eye each other down. Well, to be honest it was more one-sided as I was trying to assess the beast's current condition. It seemed the piece of axe that got lodged in his chest did some damage, as he had a bandage wrapped tightly around him, the outside of the bandage being a glimmering red. Wait, I just realized. I am stronger with magic now. I could probably beat him easily with the arsenal I have now. If only I had a place to ware out my magic so that it grows stronger.

"W-W-W-What are you?" The pony asked, in such a volume that whispers would call that a whisper. My sense of being an asshole kicked in, and I smiled at her.

"I am what they call a demonic spirit, here to learn more about these lands." I said in a deep, medieval voice.

"W-What do you want to know?" That question was just what I was looking for, but first I must know her name.

"Tell me your name, young one." I kept up my facade as a scary spirit.

"It's F-Fl-" The rest was inaudible.

"I'm going to need you to repeat what you just said, and a little louder. I said in a firm, yet still trying to be gentle, voice.

"I-I'm Flutte-" She got quiet again.

'I swear to god. Pony or not, no one can be this shy.' I facepalmed and took a deep breath, not having the patience for this shit.

"Say it one more ti-"

"I'm Fluttershy!" She yelled. Well, it was more of a normal voice than anything, but if her other volume was her normal voice, then I count this as a fucking scream. She started getting confused when I stared at her with a deadpanned expression.

'Noah, we're gonna need your boat again...' I thought about, letting the name sink in. I never really got to get a good look at her until now, and I found it a little odd. She had fucking wings. It has been confirmed. I am not on my world, but everything seemed normal up until I woke up, so I am now confused. Anyway, time to get back to a question I so desired to be answered.

"Can you or someone you know tell me about this world and its inhabitants?" I said in my normal voice this time. Her shyness was replaced by confusion from the sudden voice change.

"W-What happened to your voice?" Fluttershy squeaked. I looked through her eyes for any sort of shyness. As I was caught staring, she looked away and hid behind her hair.

'I know shy ones, and those people hide very dark and disturbing secrets...' I chose not to pry into that concept and gave up on my facade. Her mind only rose more confusion as I started laughing.

"That wasn't my real voice, and I'm not some spirit. That was just a facade to see what you'd do. You seem to be the more timid type, am I right?" I said with a warm smile on my face. If you want someone shy to ever talk to you, you must be gentle and genuine in your tone and words. Still hiding behind her hair, she nodded.

"Well, do you know anyone else around here who can tell me about this place?" I asked as gentle as I could manage. She seemed to ease up a bit at my gentle voice.

"I could always take you to Twilight." She said, in a voice that was quiet, yet audible.

I guess I could laugh myself to sleep from how bad these names are, not that I was already desiring rest. To hell with me, mocking someone's name out of spite.

"Who is that?" I asked politely.

"A friend of mine. I am heading there tomorrow, and I can show you there.... if you want to.. that is." She got quieter as she said those last words. I shrugged and gently nodded.

"Do you mind if I stay here for the night? I kind-of don't have a place to sleep." She smiled and opened the door to let me in, and told her animal friends, that's right, fucking animal friends, to calm down and that I was staying the night. She got me set up on the couch and went upstairs. On her way there, she mouthed goodnight in which I replied with a polite, yet groggily, nod, and went to sleep.

Author's Note

This should be the last short chapter before I start making them longer (5x longer than this). T'was a bitch to get personalities straight but I did it, so we gud. By the way, all of these chapters are not checked for errors in grammar, so if I mess up on something, quote me in the comments please.

Anyways,
Have a nice day!