A Roegadyn in Equestria

A Roegadyn in Equestria.

Chapter 1: A Memory.

A rather large being was standing in front of a number of stained-glass windows of colors depicting various events within a long hallway. Due to how the bright light from the sun outside shined through the windows, it made it quite difficult to make out the exact features of whoever was standing before them. As only a dark silhouette could be seen.

After a few seconds of silence, a coughing sound was being made from some angle that cannot be seen at this time. Soon after, there was another set of coughing and a young woman's voice could be heard, “Pisst! Pisst! Brexy, it started!” The image being displayed then shakes a little awkwardly for but a moment before it stabilizes.

The one in the middle of the image appears to be turning around and scratches the back of his head as it quickly says, “Oh, I'm sorry about that Pinkie. I was just lost and thought there I had no idea you started rolling. Suddenly a pink hand was brought into view on the right side showing a thumbs up before pulling away. There was then the same voice from before that replied in a very cheery and upbeat tone, “Don't worry about it.”

The figure then stepped forward and away from the bright stained-glass window to reveal what appeared to be a very large and muscular human. Upon closer inspection it became more apparent that this was no human, but something similar. The figure then brought his left hand up to his mouth and coughed into his fist as he straightened up before saying to the person off screen in a hesitant tone, “Do I really have to do this? They already know what happened. Also, this feels like I’m doing some kind of dating video.”

The girl from before replied with, “Oh we already know what happened silly, but we don't know about the rest of them.” This only drew an inquisitive raise of his right eyebrow as he quickly asked, “Pinkie… who are you talking about?” This got her to answer in a way that made it sound obvious, “Why the readers of course.”

After hearing that, the one in the screen just shook his head lightly and began to give her a small smile as he replied with, “I bet this is another one of your fourth wall things, isn't it? Fine, let's get this over with. The others are waiting. I suppose I need to introduce myself huh.

After clearing his throat, he began to speak up in a more professional tone, but it was still laced with an underlying embarrassment as he spoke. “Well, I guess I should start things off with who and what I am. My name is... huh. Well, that escapes me at the moment but let's go with what I'm calling myself now and that is Brex. I currently stand at Hmm, I wanna say seven feet, eight inches in height. The last time I checked I was at 456 pounds. Yeah, yeah, I know you're all laughing. You're gonna call me fat but hey you're going know exactly why I'm that heavy.

Clearing his throat, he continued on with, “I have long black hair that Goes nearly halfway down my back with silver highlights for the tips at the ends. I also have a two-inch-long beard that I keep neatly trimmed. Along with hazel-colored eyes with all of it framed in a strong chiseled face. I have one of these tattoos under both my eyes that start near my nose and goes outwards to stop just past my eyes and quickly jets down a short distance. He then points to the right side of his face and says, “Oh and I got this little scar here, but we don't really need to talk about why I have that.”

This got a pitiful little, playful wine from off screen as the girl from before said, “Oh come on Brexy! You could at least tell them about that.” This only got a head shake from the man in the screen as he replied with, “I would really rather not talk about that right now, can we please move on?” Immediately after the image of him quickly went up-and-down a few times to indicate an affirmative.

He then went on to say, “My skin is fairly pale by comparison to a normal person. I wouldn't say undead pale, but more along the lines of ‘Hey has that guy ever seen the sun.’ Moving on, my build is quite muscular.” He then flexes his left arm before continuing, “Now when I say I have muscles, I mean I have muscles. I look like the type of guy that can literally pick up his house and bring it anywhere he goes.”

He then taps his chin with the same arm he was flexing with for a moment and shrugs before continuing, “OK, well maybe not that strong but still, you get the point. Just think of me as the Hulk, just not green and slightly smaller. Oh, and also, I don't need to go looking for a therapist to handle my anger issues. Yeah, I guess you could just say I'm sort of the smart gray version of the Hulk if that makes things easier.”

He then tilts his head down slightly and scratches the back of it before he continued on with, “Well you're probably guessing from all I just said, that I'm some type of steroid junkie that has a skin problem. However, that couldn’t be furthest from the truth, seeing as I was turned into this.”

Quickly holding his hands up in a placating gesture, he goes on to say, “OK, OK. Yeah, you're all going on and thinking ‘this guy is going to say that he’s going to follow a certain storyline.’ And in that case, you're right. Hello, I am Brex and I am a displaced. Also, this story is how I somehow ended up in the world of magic and ponies known as Equestria. Now if you have no idea what that is go look up My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic. This will talk about how I ended up meeting both of the rulers for the land known as Princess Celestia and Princess Luna.

After a short pause he coughed into his fist once more and took a more relaxed stance before continuing, I suppose I should really start at the very beginning... Well, I guess what I could remember at the time. OK Pinkie! Do that thing and queue up the flashback.” There was then a loud pop and streamers were falling from above as the girl behind the screen Quickly yelled out, “Yay flashback! Good thing I got my soda and popcorn! This is a long one!” Another voice pops in and calls out in a slightly dignified and dramatic tone, “Oh! Allow me the honor my dear.” There was then the sound of someone snapping their fingers.

*Point of view: Third person*
*Time 900 years ago*
*Location back on Earth*

It all starts with a shabby room that had a medium size bed that had a dark blue sheet covering the mass sleeping underneath. With one on either side, was pair a of twin nightstands with one having a lamp on the one of the right side. The room was rather dark with how the window drapes were currently closed, but there was a small gap that allowed a thin stream of light to enter and hit the floor which was covered and a light blue rug. This allowed the room to be partly illuminated enough to let someone to navigate if needed.

Whatever was underneath the covers was breathing lightly and shifting just a little bit. However, after a few seconds, there was a noise being emanated from a device underneath the lamp next to the bed. It started off nice easy, low with Its calming tempo, but quickly morphed into that which would get the attention of the one under the sheets.

( Here is the music played for the alarm. )

The sound only got louder and louder until a hand shot out from the edge of the blanket and frantically attempted to find what had interrupted Its owner's sleep. The hands fingers quickly searched out to silence this abomination to his world of sleep. After a couple of seconds of this the one underneath the sheets began to let out a series of grunts and moans of displeasure until finally, he manages to find the object and shuts off the music.

Taking his hand away from its task, it goes back underneath the sheets. But not before revealing it to be a rectangular, flat surface that could be held in one's hand. What caught the eye, was how there on the screen, was a cartoonish style picture of a female warrior clad in silver armor with the icon of a crescent moon on the breastplate and silver stars that appear to be flowing in her hair.

With silence now filling the room once more, the one underneath the sheets let's out a content sigh. This was soon followed by a long-drawn-out yawn as the covers are pulled slowly down and the man begins to sit up in place. His hair was quite long and some was currently going down the front to obscure most of his facial features. He then got up and slowly made his way over to the curtains. He released another long yawn just as he was pulling on the cord to let more sunlight in. When he did this, the strong rays of the sun assaulted his vision and he had no choice but to close his eyes and let out a grown in mild discomfort.

With the room now illuminated further, it made it a lot easier to look at this man. Standing at five feet and eleven inches, He was quite large for his height. It would be easy to say that he was over 300 pounds. His skin had a decent tan from what could have been from working outside. If one were to look into his eyes, they would see bags under them and one could not help but think of him as a beaten puppy thanks to his overall looks. When he reopened his eyes, they revealed a set of hazel-colored orbs that almost appeared to be lifeless.

Those very same eyes looked towards the table that had the device that had rudely waken him up only moments before rested upon. He started going towards it and all the while, he was mumbling to himself in a very tired tone, “Uh... just a little more I said. Would it take that much longer I said. Uhg... I just had to keep going for that extra level.” He then let's out another, long yawn before finishing with, “At least I finally got that achievement in the end. I think I'd better slow it down a little bit, If I keep going on like this, I'm gonna start seeing things. That would be the last thing I need to happen right now.”

At that point he had finally reached the nightstand and picked up the object. It showed a black screen with some blue numbers being displayed and what was shown was that it was just after eight in the morning. It took a few seconds for what he had seen to register in is mind. But within a flash, the air seemed to change around him as he darted for the bathroom that was connected to his bedroom.

Nearly a half an hour later, the man emerges and is fully dressed. His long black hair was tied into a low ponytail that reached nearly a third down his back. Starting from the bottom, he was wearing a pair of dark boots, slightly worn blue jeans and as for a shirt it was white, with a large picture on the front side that depicted a large gathering of individuals. Said individuals appear to be not all of the human race, as they showed those with cat ears, rabbit ears and a few that were larger than most and others that seemed quite a bit small for the item they were geared up in.

They seem to be wearing all sorts of mid evil armor and wielded various weapons from swords to bows and arrows. Some were holding banners of red, white and gold and a few were mounting large yellow birds that also were geared with some of their own sets. One might say this was a heroic gathering of adventurers from a fantasy realm.

He had just then dawned on a pair of black rimmed square glasses that's seemed rather old with how they had some scratches on the lenses and one part had some tape wrapped near the base over the nose. He then proceeded to grab a few things from around his room along with the item that had the time displayed on it and placed them into his pockets. Without wasting any more time he rushes over and opens the front door. This fills the room with a blinding light and that part of the memory fades.

Moments later, the light dies down but only to reveal a new location. This time it was with the man standing in front of a large building made of a combination of steel and glass, that was a good three or four stories tall if not more but it was hard to tell from his current position as he was standing near the doorway. All around him, were other beings dressed up in different types of clothing that just did not seem to appear to be what one would call, regular going out attire.

The man approached the doors and they slowly slid open to reveal what was inside in allowing him access. Stepping through the threshold, he was assaulted by a large number of sounds coming from both the people and the devices from all around.

There appear to be a nearly endless supply of on goers walking back-and-forth inside and the entire area was well lit by countless lights high above. Everywhere he looked there was some type of booth filled with many colorful objects such as books, large rolled up papers and many odd creations.

There was then a familiar music pattern That only drew him deeper within the structure. An hour or two had passed and he found himself passing many more booths and other types of people wearing costumes from different eras of time. There were large papers printed with extraordinary pictures on them that range from being very small, to being more than five times his own size.

He had passed those who wore things like spandex while others that wore something more traditional such as leather armor and tunics. He had even passed several that appeared to be wearing something that was more mechanical in nature that covered every inch of their form and didn't allow anyone to see who Was inside. Those were around signs that had names like Star and Galaxy something or another. They may have been flashy and extremely complicated, but after closer inspection any could tell that these things would fall apart simply by walking around all day.

Soon he came across a section of the building that had very familiar artworks that was closely resembling that of which he was currently wearing on his T-shirt. There was a soothing type of music being played in the background which drew much of his attention. Turning towards where it was emanating from, he found a large green screen displaying a moving picture of a colossal blue diamond spinning. Right below it was the words, Final Fantasy Online.

Fully taken in by the surroundings, he ventured inside and spent a few hours within. After a while he had found himself stopping in place as he looked off to a certain booth that had been set up from quite a distance, maybe up to twenty-five or thirty feet away. The man's face became quite worried and flushed at the same time as he couldn't bring himself to tear his eyes away from who was currently managing the stall.

( Here is a picture of Y'shtola. )

It had caught him completely by surprise how she looked exactly like the character in the game. Every detail was spot on When it came to both the clothing her hairstyle and even those believable ears on her head. Even the tail seemed to be moving on its own as if it was a living part of her body as well from what he caught a glimpse of the tip coming up just above the table’s height for a split second. Even what she was wearing was completely on the mark and seemed to be very well made.

From under his breath he said, “Y'shtola…?” Surprisingly enough, the one in question had turned her head slightly towards his direction after her right ear flicked a few times. She appeared to have spotted him and gave a gentle smile before returning to a customer that she had just been talking with. The man turned around and began walking in the opposite direction in a hurry while looking more flustered than before. He couldn't help but to mutter to himself even more quietly, “Wait, did she really just hear me from all the way over there? Also, what's up with those ears, they look so real, one of them even flicked like a cats would...”

After that, the man appeared to be avoiding that section as much as possible as he went around and looked at what the others had. Over the course of a few more hours, he had talked to some random people that were wearing different things. There were those that ranged from robes and light armor to that of heavy plate.

He had even come across a couple of figurines of these people dressed in far more elaborate designs. Among those was a young child with pointed ears that had Some braided silver hair and was dawning a blue set of armor that was a mixture of cloth and plates which made them look quite heroic.

( Here is a picture of the figure seen. )

While looking at the figurine, there was some murmurs from the other patrons about the new downloadable content that was soon to be released. From then on, he continued walking around but still managed to avoid going anywhere near that booth with the girl from before.

The world faded into a bright light again and when it died down, everything came back into focus. But this time, there was far less people around and the light from beyond the windows on the far distance of the building began to grow dark.

The man was making his way towards the exit, but stopped when he saw that it would need him to pass that one girl that he had seen earlier in order make his way out. Already the building was beginning to empty out and much of the stalls had already been packing up and had put away most of their wares.

He was apparently trying to look around for another path to take but there was none available. Luckily enough he saw that there was someone talking to the girl which meant that there was an open window for him to pass undetected, if lucky. While trying not to get any attention, he managed to pass by the table. He was getting close to the door and was no more than forty-five to fifty feet away from that booth. He could have sworn that he heard a ruckus behind him but thought none of it to be his concern and was about to take another step when he heard something else heavy hitting the ground, followed by what could have only have been someone trying to gasp for air.

The man turned on the spot and caught a glimpse of the man that the little girl was just talking too. Hus eyes going wide at the sight of the guy holding her up with just one arm while clutched in his right hand, was a long jagged black dagger. The sound from before was the table that was between the two having been toppled over and many items were now scattered about on the floor. Even from that distance it was plain to see that the girl was being choked with a gloved hand. There were thin lines of red liquid flowing from her neck where the gloved fingers were digging into her flesh.

( Here is the Picture of the one in robes. )

Without even giving it a second thought, he ran towards the booth and along the way he reached into his pocket and fumbled with the item from before and threw it as hard as he could against the side of the head of the robed man while running. It struck, emanating aloud thwack sound. This caught the figure unawares and he dropped the woman from his grasp and quickly turned towards his new assailant. At that very moment, the man from before had managed to close the distance and tackled him to the ground.

The girl from before now being released, dropped behind the counter and made a small thud. A series of gasps came out and was accompanied by a coughing fit. All of which could be heard from out of view.

However even with all that ruckus and things being knocked over, not one person came to find out what was happening. The man quickly looked up and found that there was no one around, no people, the stalls were empty, nothing was happening, no sound, nothing but them.

But this turned out to be a mistake when the one underneath grabbed him with his glove, free hand by the shoulder. When this was done, the man let out a strained cry as the bones within that very shoulder were being crushed and a number of snapping sounds came from it. The sharp fingers dug into his flesh. A large amount of blood began to squirt forth from the wounds from how much strength the man from below was using.

After that, he was hoisted up and back down onto the ground as if he was nothing but a sack of potatoes. The force that was used to throw him off had knocked the wind out of the man's lungs, but before he could react any further, he was then pulled back into the air as the robed man got to his feet.

It didn't stop there as the robed being lifted him even higher until his feet were dangling a good foot off from the ground below. The man in robes brought him closer so that they were mere inches away from each other's faces. The black eye holes of the mask showed a small amount of red glow from deep within as the man began to speak in a very low voice that radiated a deep hatred that just echoed with every word as if speaking through a hellish tunnel.

Yelling into the man's face, the unknown robed being said, “YOU DARE TO GET IN MY WAY! WORTHLESS, PATHETIC!” Immediately after those words were spoken, the dagger from before made an appearance once again and from below was thrusted into his chest at an angle. By the time the hilt guard had made its way to his flesh, the other tip had already exited the man's body by a good three or four inches. At first his arms tried to rise up to do something, but fell limp. Then nearly all struggling had ceased within seconds.

Blood was now flowing freely from the man's body as it ran down the blade and onto the rope man's hand and staining his sleeves that were originally a dark black, into something that had trace amounts of red. More of the blood continue to exit the man's body as it coated his lower area. It didn’t take long for it to start staining his blue jeans and filling his boots until they were overflowed with the crimson liquid and began to drip onto the ground.

With the way his body had completely lost all motor functions, one would think that the blade had severed his spinal cord, thereby rendering him completely helpless as he began to quickly bleed to death. He tried to open his mouth but only a torrent of blood gushed out as he attempted to speak up.

Before the scene could go any further, it went white once again. All faded into the void of light and those in it became black outlines. What followed was the man lying on the ground on his back with his arms and legs out to his sides. His mouth stained red with dried blood and underneath him was a slowly growing pool of the same life-giving liquid. There was no sign of the hooded figure from before. The only thing left that could say he even existed, was a large hole in his chest with no knife in sight.

His eyes were locked staring straight up from where he laid. The color of his skin was fading fast as his body grew colder with each passing second. During this time, alone figure stood no more than two feet away to the side. It was the cat eared girl that was being attacked and she had her head hanging low and her ears were pinned flat to the sides of her head.

Reaching down, she finds the small object from before still laying on the floor after it had been used as a makeshift weapon. The blood that had been pooling had just then made it towards the device and was about to come into contact. She bends down to pick it up and notices that in the attempt to throw it, the man on the ground had inadvertently managed to press a series of buttons to bring up a certain photo. When she saw it, she visibly flinched and closed her eyes tightly as tears began to flow down the sides of her face as she shook her head franticly in an attempt to deny what she had seen.

She began speaking and a broken, sorrow filled tone that only grew quieter with every word, “I’m… sorry… this shouldn’t have…” Afterwards, a lone tear couldn't help but fall from her eyes as she shut them tightly. Her hands trembled and the device in the girl’s right hand that was moments before all lit up, starts to fade. An almost imperceivable jolt of electricity arcs up her arm, those jade eyes of hers began to glow and she says again in the same manner as before, but this time with a determined and steely flame behind them. “I’ll make it up to you. Please forgive this one.” When those words were spoken, the memory faded. Unlike the others, this was on a whole new level. The ground, sky, stall, all of it fades and leaves only the both of them.

The light had encompassed the pair completely. The image on the device could be seen for only an instant. There was a picture that showed a large, pale skinned juggernaut of a being with long hair and muscle’s standing next to a figure that resembles the cat girl almost to the letter. Right above their heads were the words in bold, gold colors that had stars falling from the sides captured in time within the device. Those words were, “CONGRATULATIONS! Brex Mith. CONGRATULATIONS! Y’shtola. For the achievement, all classes to max level.” Right above the two of them was displayed along with their characters names, was the same four-letter word marking them as in the same group, H. O. P. E.