Document 10 is the last document currently kept in this collection. It is a simple notebook, most pages still blank. The first few are of little noteworthiness, but the last few written pages detail the collapse of the Caribou Empire. The few survivors that managed to escape the destroyed Crystal Empire were mostly unarmed and untrained civilians, sick, starving, and freezing, for the most part. A vast majority were pegasi males, being the only ones with capability to flee the coming hordes, most of which were still bound to foot travel.

With the destruction of the Crystal Heart ushering in the return of the Frozen North, the caribou faced the coldest weather they had seen in generations. Caribou females and their owners were moved to underground shelters, while any able-bodied men were given a gun or blade and stationed in the southern quarter of the capital. The destruction of the crystal heart had also taken away the mental corruption of many pony stallions and mares. This sudden removal of madness, along with the rush of memories of their actions, led hundreds, if not thousands, to suicide. Soldiers reportedly marched past what was at least half a mile of corpses in the main road to the southern gate, mostly ponies that had either shot themselves of jumped from the roofs of buildings.

Dainn and a few other officials were stationed in one of the most heavily guarded areas of the city, a castle directly in the center. Slaves, both pony and caribou, were being executed for safety, necks snapped and their bodies tossed from the castle towers.

The document itself details events that had taken place after infected breached the southern gate, Dainn's castle left under siege. While the document does not mention it, most sources say that infected were able to breach the southern gate after about an hour. Underground shelters were breached, filled with gasoline and ignited. Caribou females that were infected joined in the fighting, soon leaving the only known uninfected Caribou to be Dainn and his soldiers, stationed in the castle.

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And so here we are. Months of fighting, bloodshed, and war, and we finally made it. It took a fucking insanity virus to do it, but I guess now's not the time to be picky.

I'm pretty sure we've got every princess infected, now. Celestia, Luna, Cadence... Twilight... yep. That's all of them, I think. An infected alicorn is a pretty interesting sight, they're like a damned siege engine on legs. I was doing a lot of up-front fighting back at the Crystal Empire, I saw Celestia take down a fucking helicopter with her bare hands. Some of the others told me they saw Luna caught by a grenade, it blew her damned legs off. She just grew them back and kept going.

Weird thing about them, though, they don't seem to talk. All I've heard them do is roar and scream. Cadence seems to prefer laughing, like a lot of the red-collars. I haven't seen anything of Twilight.

While we were marching through the north, I busted my legs, so I'm just sitting on the sidelines and writing while we take over the Caribou's Capital. Not really anything noteworthy, if I'm being honest. It's no different from any of the other cities we took, except this time there's not as many ponies. Sure, the caribou boys put up a good fight, but the way I see it, it's like they're just trying to look cool as they're wiped off the face of this world.

I had another fighter help me up to a rooftop, and now we're just watching the fireworks. A bunch of soldiers are holed up where Dainn's hiding, while the army is busy finding shit in the streets to knock down the door.

The princesses are banging on the front door, and they're leaving some damn big dents.

I must admit, though. Not fighting has given me a bit of time to think.

Why are we killing all these men?

Most of them didn't want this, that fucker Dainn brainwashed them. Some of them have been fighting it, and with the Crystal Heart gone, most are finally free. The ones that did shit killed themselves, and the ones who didn't have barely been putting up a fight. A lot of men have begged us to spare them, let them fight alongside us. Hell, if it weren't for the really crazy mares, I think we would've let them.

There's been some infighting lately, between the less sane and more sane. Mostly little scuffles, but blood's been drawn and good people have died to those who once fought alongside them.

Oh shit! She just ripped a caribou man-

Well, I just saw Celestia rip a kid in half.

A damn kid.

How the hell did that kid even get there? Did Dainn throw him out as bait?

Well, they're in. Celestia has got Dainn by the neck. She's not killing him. The crowd's fallen silent.

For history's sake, I may as well write more about what's happening than what I'm thinking.

She's got Dainn by the throat, and boy that fucker is choking. The other princesses are around her, but they're not making any move. The crowd at the castle is completely silent.

"Nice try, bitch." He says.

"I suppose you forgot that I'm immortal?"

She just roars in his face, and I swear to Celestia my ears just popped.

She grabs his arm and-

Holy shit I didn't know you could do that.

She and the princesses are literally pulling his limbs off from the socket and throwing them to the crowd, who have started to chant.

She's holding Dainn, whose now just a head and a body. His arms are growing back, his legs a bit slower.

She threw him off into the crowd.

They're ripping him apart, holy shit.

He keeps growing shit back, but they just keep eating it. He's bleeding, like other men that get sick, anything he manages to grow back just melts off.

He's just a bunch of blood and bone, the crowd keeps fucking eating him. When a mare has their fill, they move and another takes their place.

I hear guns.

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This notebook was found near the body of a unicorn mare, presumably the author. She had been shot in the head, killed instantly. If stories from other survivors are to be believed, the crowd suddenly began attacking itself, seemingly red collars pitted against black collars. The infected in this horde had begun to fragment, one group believing in saving what was left of sane stallions, while the other simply believed in killing until there was nothing left to kill but each other.

After the battle, both groups vacated the city due to frigid conditions, moving south. The whereabouts of Celestia, Luna, and Cadence are unknown.

Equestrian survivors, most freed from the influence of Dainn, had begun to rebuild what was lost, with most infected swarms having moved north, seeming to target the caribou nation. Uninfected in the south were mostly left alone by infected mares, only the occasional group was found wandering in the desert.

Author's Notes:

Here it is, the very last Document. Sorry if it seemed a bit rushed, but I want to move on to more story-based writing. Don't worry, I'm still writing in this universe. I still feel like there are more stories to tell than just "historic events" I have here.

I'm going to be working on an epilogue, and I'm currently in the process of writing a new fic, known as "Out With the Old: Those Who Stayed Behind."

It'll mostly be seperate stories with a little continuity, mostly survivors and the occasional infected, detailing the challenges and horrors they face in this plague-ridden, apocalyptic hellscape.

Thanks for reading!