The Root. Nopony really knows what they are, just that they are endless. If anypony knows this it's us, we've been fighting them for years, at least it feels like it.

We, as a species, would have disappeared a long time ago if it weren't for our trump card; the World Stones. They keep a lucky few fully stocked, healthy and even teleport us to other known World Stones. Nopony knows how or why but we aren't about to start looking a gift horse in the mouth, teetering on the edge of oblivion.

So of course we're going to teleport to a World Stone that just appears out of nowhere, what could go wrong there?

Based on the video game Remnant from the ashes. But ponified!

Note: This is my first ever story/fic so I ask that you be somewhat lenient with any judgement, feedback is appreciated. I got the idea of this story while playing Remnant from the ashes and getting the desire to read about it, then discovering that there wasn't one I could find, so I am going to bring my baby writing skills and attempt to write one. I hoped I tagged correctly...