Description
It takes twenty years for something to become obsolete. Mix's Tapes was supposed to be forever, the purpose to his life, but Mixtape's stubborn aversion to change destroyed the business that had become his livelihood. Without the store, he is forced to see things as they are. The world has moved on. He, and his talent, have been left behind along with cassettes and his delusional nostalgia. The new, modern Equestria is impossible to navigate; its creatures: unrelatable. Mixtape is forced to reevaluate who he is as a pony, which leads to a desperate search of self as the promise of homelessness hangs over his head like a guillotine blade. + + + + + + rewrite of a fic from 2018 cover and its art by me | shameless art account plug: @/overlordpony across all platforms you can think of lol
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