Ww3, Frontline in the remnants of 'old Europe'
Alex struggled under the collapsed pillar, he had to help his squad, and he was their only hope.
"We have incoming hostiles from all directions requesting support ASAP!"
All Alex could do was listen to Curt beg for reinforcements over the radio as the bullets flew closer and closer to his squad mate’s heads. There was no response from command, he knew they were all going to die and it was all his’ fault.
*flashback*
"Echo team this is overlord, we have possible tangos near your position,"
"Roger that overlord what are the coordinates?"
Alex heard the chatter of his commanding officer over the sounds of gunshots and explosions in the distance. Alex had a problem with concentration; in this case he should have been on guard while his squad prepared for their next engagement, that’s when it happened. Alex heard a deafening boom a few yards to his right and was launched a few feet before he hit a loose pillar causing it to collapse and within two minutes his squad was half dead and pinned by enemy fire.
*end of flashback*
Alex snapped back into reality as a grenade landed between him and Curt,
"It's been an honour serving with you Alex,"
As Curt ended his sentence he landed and the grenade let loose. Alex didn't even get to say goodbye as one of his oldest friends gave his life to protect him. Due to a mix of shock and blood loss Alex soon passed out.

Alex's perspective
I slipped into unconsciousness and felt only one thing, guilt. If I had been paying attention everyone else would be alive.
(Now don't be so hard on yourself, everyone makes mistakes)
[Yeah but most people's mistakes don't lead to the death of eleven squad mates Peace]
(Shut up War I was trying to comfort him)
{Stop talking as if I'm not here! Who the fuck are you anyway?}
(Well my name is Peace, your happy and Optimistic conscience and this is War, your Angry and pessimistic conscience. The reason we're here though is because you have had a traumatic experience and we need to help you through it)
{Ok, but why are you two not one? And how the fuck do you have bodies}
(Well you subconsciously created us back when you read a certain story by the name of 'Three of me: school society' and your subconscious is using us as a coping mechanism)
{Well whoever or whatever you are I’m not in the talking mood due to the over whelming fact that my best friends just died by MY MISTAKE. SO FUCK OFF!}
[FINE! I hope your friends like it in hell!]
{FUCK YOU!}
[That’s masturbation you idiot!]
As he finished my finished shouting the two consciences disappeared and I was left alone, at least I thought I was alone. But as I wallowed in my misery a sinister creature hatched an evil plot that would cause the death of thousands, not in this reality, but another reality that wasn’t ravaged by greed and wrath, Equestria.

I awoke in a military hospital and shot into panic, how had I survived? Had anyone else survived? I glanced around the room and saw only one face I recognised, Tom. By this time a nurse had noticed that I was awake and ran into the room forcing me down onto the bed.
“Lie down you need to relax otherwise you’ll hurt yourself even more!” the nurse yelled, I wasn’t stopping though. As I tried to get out of bed I collapsed and I heard the Nurse shouting for help and I slipped into unconsciousness again this time however I felt like I was being observed. It was an eerie feeling that I couldn’t shake and whatever it was that was watching me felt somewhat foreign, perhaps even alien.
<I know what you’ve done Alex, I saw it all,> came as a whisper as if out of thin air, <All their deaths could have been prevented by one person……You.>
“But…”
<But nothing! When you joined the army with Curt you said you promised him that you would always do your best to protect him! Your best friend! The one person you could talk completely openly about anything, whether it was Troubles, love, music or that wretched excuse for a show ‘My little pony’ that you two loved so much, HE DIED BECAUSE OF YOUR MISTAKE!>

At this point I cried, I had lost my best friend. Not only that but it was my fault that he was dead.
<And all you do is cry, you’re speaking to an insanely powerful creature that can easily reverse what has happened and you cry, pathetic.> the creature’s presence was slowly fading as if it was leaving.
“WAIT, Please, don’t go,” I shouted between shallow gasps of air, “You said you can reverse what has happened, Please I need you to!” The creatures presence was still fading, “I’ll do ANYTHING!”
<Anything?> the creature hissed in a sinister yet excited tone.
“Yes, of course!” I needed to reverse what I had done.
<Well then step into my office!> With that an office setup appeared out nowhere and standing behind it was a tall, grey haired man with bright, golden eyes punctuated with small, red pupils. <I’m sure we can, help each other out with a….. Deal of sorts.> he said with a sly grin on plastered on his face. As I sat down I began to wake. <Oh no, looks like our negotiations will have to wait until next time. Pity, I was looking forward to our chat. Ta-ta for now!> and with a snap of his fingers he was gone.
I awoke in the same hospital bed, but this time I was strapped down to the bed. It took me a few moments to realise that I was being watched by a nurse as I tried to loosen my bindings; she had a "Don't you dare try anything" stare focused at me, not wanting to anger her I stopped trying to escape.
"Good, now that you've stopped trying to break out of your restraints I'll page Doctor Howe."
"Thanks," that’s all I could muster before I felt a sharp pain in my chest.
The nurse left the room, I was all alone again, or was I? Was the creature just a dream or was it real?
<I assure you I'm real.>
Okay now I'm hearing voices in my head, I'm insane. I was about to reply to the voice when a woman in a white coat walked in with a soothing smile on her face.
"Hello I'm Doctor Howe, or Katie if you prefer."
“Please Katie I need you to tell me, am I the only one who survived?” I said in a voice dripping in worry,
“I’m sorry to say this but the only other person who made it out alive is him over there,” she pointed at Tom, “sadly he’s in a coma and didn’t have any tags on so we have no idea of who he is.”
“That’s Tom,” I was almost crying now
“I’m so sorry, were you close?” her voice was comforting.
“Yes, but I don’t deserve your pity,” I was now in tears.
“You just lost your best friends, why don’t you deserve comforting?” She was now starting to get on my nerves.
“Because I am the reason they all died, so just leave….. Please,” I had no more tears to shed. I was now simply lying there, motionless looking up at the grey ceiling. The Doctor opened her mouth to speak, but decided against it and left me to sulk. From what I gathered I drifted in and out of consciousness repeatedly during the following four days. Whenever I would drift out of consciousness I would be left alone to wander my memories, my dreams and my imagination but no matter what I did I was always alone, well, until they showed up again.
(Hey Alex, feeling any better?)
{No}
[Heh heh, told you he’d still be sulking]
*Peace pushes War violently*
(What War here means to say is that he’s sorry for your losses.)
*Peace gives War a death stare*
(Isn’t that right War?)
[I uhh…. Guess so]
{Well…. Apology accepted.}
(Yay! Now that we’re all friends let’s have a group hug!)
[Don’t push it Peace]
{So… what do you two do around here to entertain yourselves?}
(Ahh…. We can do basically anything, we may not have as much control in here as you do but we can do quite a lot with the control we do have.)
{But your saying what you can do, not what you actually do.}
(Well I personally go into your memories and read or watch TV, as for War here I haven’t got the slightest clue…)
[I… ummmm…. Can’t say]
{C’mon War, you can tell us. We won’t judge you, we’re the same person remember}
(Yeah, what he said)
[I watch Mlp….]
{So what, I was a brony a couple of years back and I’m sure Peace here likes it as well}
(That I do, that I do…)
[Gen 1?]
{Get the fuck out of my mind.}
(How could you War, I thought better of you!)
[Fuck you I do what I want!]
*War runs away*
(Oh no you don’t!)
*Peace gives chase*
{*Sigh*…. Alone again}
<Not necessarily.>
{Ah, you’re back. What took you?}
<I was a bit busy, so many dimensions, so little time.> War and Peace re-appeared as he finished his sentence.
(Hey Al, who’s this?)
{He’s, umm….}
<I have not told you my name but only that I can bring your ‘friends’ back to life. I have no intention of telling you my name, now can we please get down to negotiations?> He said impatiently yet with a wicked grin.
{Yes, now simply put….}War cut me off
[No, no, no…. Alex, let me handle it. Now you bring our squad mates back to life and give us a fifty fifty split of whatever you’re gonna get outta this deal and we’ll do anything]
{War, shut up. I’m the one in charge here so Peace, if you’d please?}
(Don’t worry I’ve got him) With that Peace wrapped his arms around war and dissipated into the air around them.
<Can we get down to negotiations now?> I could tell he was growing impatient.
{Okay first things first, you are saying that you can bring all of my squad mates back to life right?}
<Yes…. At a cost>
{And this cost is?}
<Well I being a multi-dimensional being, have gotten myself stuck in another dimension. I’ll spare you the details but all I need you for is your ‘Inner magic’. The inner magic in humans is very powerful you see but is extremely hard to access unlike a lot of other creatures around the other dimensions.>
{So that’s it, that’s all you need me for?}
<Yes why?>
{Well I was expecting more really. You know selling my soul, that sort of thing}
<Oh no, no, no, no….. But if you’re interested in selling your soul I have someone who might be interested?>
{Whoa no, I’m keeping my soul. So do we have a deal or what? You were being all impatient earlier but now you’re calm and relaxed.}
<Let’s just say I’m…… random. But without further ado, let’s shake on it> He outstretched his hand.
{Really? You’re full of surprises. I mean I was expecting some sort of blood pact or ritual but just a simple handshake?} I reached out and grabbed his hand.
<Random? This isn’t the start of it> his grin grew to an almost impossible size.
<Oh and by the way, you can call my Discord>
{Fuck} I had just singlehandedly released the spirit of chaos and all I could say back to him was fuck!?
<I oh so hope you enjoy it in my head as much as I’ve enjoyed being in yours>

AN- Credit for the consciences idea goes to Killjoy , it’s from his story Three of me: School Society