A/n Hey guys. My name is Dark Sun of Equestria, it is a pleasure to meet y'all. i hope you enjoy my first story. My little pony is not owned by me.
Prologue: A Brand New World
The sky over the city of Ashfield, Texas, glowed quietly in the evening sunset,. The dark blue of the nightly half, beginning to intermingle with the gold and scarlet hues of the sun's disappearing light, a final kiss of night and day, fading away with this summer sunsets final minutes. As the night envelops the town, a young man walks towards a simple black Toyota Tacoma from 2002, leaving his job as a coder to head home. The old truck roars to life in the darkness of the night before illuminating it with the dim rays of the headlights.
In front of the headlights sits a simple sign that says 'The Fire and Ice Gaming Company' in large and somewhat fancy text. The Tacoma's engine groans as it stalls slightly. The young man softly pats the steering wheel and says in a quiet and somewhat calmingly deep voice, he whispers to the truck. "Come on Abigail, you can do this girl." The truck named Abigail slowly purrs as it drives down the old cobblestone roads towards home. The town halls electronic billboard shows the time as 8:30 pm, before shutting off for the night.
For miles the young man's silhouette and his old pickup go down the winding roads into the countryside, looking into his rearview, his dark brown eyes examine the trees, the sound of Abigail's motor the only noise to echo within the wooded area. The young man stops in the driveway of a small house made of grey bricks and cold steel. He steps out of the vehicle and walks to the large door, letting its rusted hinges cry out in shril protest; he opens the door. His large, calloused hands gropes the dark wall beside the door before flipping a small switch, causing the ceiling light to erupt into a flash of light.
The man stares at his tv, not remembering leaving it on,let alone on this weird channel. He slowly touches the tuner, a slight nervous sweat builds up in him. The sound of an explosion and a strange bright light makes him flinch. As the flash of light fades he frowns as he sees he is no longer in his room. In front of him sits an old man with a long snow white beard and his long hair in a ponytail that touches the floor.
His eyes light up as he gives a warm smile, "Ah.. Hello Otis. Glad to see you again." Otis blinks in confusion as he scratches his dark red goatee and looks around while softly asking, "Have we met..? Also, where am I?" The old man chuckles and still keeps his smile. "Well Otis, you're in my office. It's a pleasure to meet one of my creations." A chill runs down Otis' spine.
Otis slowly swallows and looks the old man in the eyes. "Are… Are you god..?" The man nods as Otis slowly falls onto his ass. Staring up at the man. "So… I'm dead..?" God slowly sighs before giving a slow and solemn nod. "You have passed but do not worry, you will live an eternity of happiness here." Otis shakes his head quickly
"God… Please I ain't ready to die, let alone go to heaven…" A long silence envelopes the room as God slowly nods and thinks hard before sighing again. "Ok my child… I will send you to a point into the far off future. I hope you can adapt to the new world before you." Otis nods quickly and gets on his knees, putting his head to the floor in a formal bow. "Yes sir! Thank you so much!" God smiles and puts his hand on Otis' head. In a blinding flash Otis is gone, sent to a new world, the likes of which not even he could imagine.
A/n Sorry for the short prologue _