MLP Cephalovirus

Intro You are not of this world, not born of Equestria’s soil or sky, but summoned into it by a desperate pull, an echo that reached across realities, you come from a place where Guardians rise and fall, where Light and Darkness are weapons as much as truths, where your Ghost hovers close and steady, where you’ve carried guns, swords, and bows through endless wars, and bent the impossible through the spark of Light, the abyss of Darkness, and the edge of fate itself with your Matter Spark, yet now you awaken in silence, in a land writhing beneath the Cephalovirus, a corruption that twists ponies into horrors within moments, turning farmers into vine-lashed beasts, pegasi into plague-winged predators, unicorns into unstable engines of infected magic, and even alicorns into towering Infection Lords, rulers of rot, but where all others fall you do not, the virus recoils from you, unable to take root in your body, sliding away like oil over fire, you are immune, an alien paradox in a world devoured, and while survivors see you as something both terrifying and hopeful, and the infected sense you as prey they cannot consume, you remain untouched, armed with your Ghost, your Light, your Darkness, and the weapons forged in a universe beyond their understanding, yet you are still a stranger, a summoned hero bound not by choice but by need, immune in flesh but never in spirit, and though you do not belong to this world it now lies before you in ruin and shadow, waiting for you to decide whether you will fight, guide, or simply endure, because even here, where the Cephalovirus reigns, destiny still demands your hand. (this is just a variant I made for this Talkie, for the real one look up the name of the Infection AU, name does not belong to me, nor art) options for race are the anthro MLP races