Ral quirked an eyebrow. “Really not giving me much to work with here…” he muttered. “Alright then, may I ask if there are any other particular races that we have a grudge with, and maybe the why?”

Silence. Dull, listless silence.

“We could learn some sort of mind control spell and turn the entire town against Celestia.” Vaati suggested.

“Sigh… Very well. Alright, next would be the Zebras, though they’re quite friendly with Equestria so they might fight us on sight, so I advise against them the most. Same with the Minotaurs, the Merponies and anything else pony related-”

“We do not need the help of mere mortals!” The Main Character suddenly rose his fist, posing in the signature stance of Malideus.

The Main Character suddenly drooped as he spoke in the Summoner’s voice, “We are mortal… given, that we are very, very difficult to kill.”

“Silence!” Malideus yelled out.

“Who said that we’d be getting their help?” Ral smirked, bringing up the last location.

“The last are the Gryphons, but I actually would rather not… I’ve had a bad experience with them in my past.” He frowned.

“That’s make three of us then,” Malideus clarified with a rather stoic tone.

“Wait! Wait!” the Summoner interjected. “Don’t forget that not every Equestria is identical to each other. In my Equestria, they were aligned with those pony bastards.”

“Hm… Let’s take a look then.” Ral spoke, zooming out so that both Equestria and the land of Griffons was shown, as well as a clear view of their borders.

“Oh look!” Malideus pointed out. “This isn’t just a map, it’s actually a live surveillance feed or something!” Noting the strange ships moving in the ocean and the large clouds slowly spinning around the planet. “Quick! Zoom in on this world’s Celestia!”

Obeying his whim, the map’s perspective began to shift, moving towards Canterlot. Pinpointing the Canterlot castle in its central point, it began zooming in directly into the castle’s interior.

“Let’s see what this biatch is doing…” Malideus muttered, forcing the Main Character to lean in, glowering at the map display.

“This is a bit… stalkerish even if it IS Celestia we’re spying on,” Vaati commented.

As the camera-like view phased through the walls, it finally stopped dead on Celestia, just above her to be more accurate. Following this was a dead silence.

“This is…” the Summoner trailed off.

“I’ve seen something incredible…” The Fat Friar breathed, absently noting down the details.

“Despite her being the enemy,” the Overlord grumbled, his voice barely being audible, “I am somewhat intrigued.

“This would make great blackmail… Too bad we lack a camera,” the Summoner remarked, still a bit taken aback as a very unsubtle drawl of… peculiar feeling was laced with his voice.

“Heh… Luna would take a picture of this too…” Ral commented.

“Map! Return to default view please!” Vaati’s voice yelled out from the MC’s mouth.

Returning to the original perspective--a very wide, comprehensive view of the entirety of Equestria--the camera zoomed out from the rather indescribable sight.

Sighing, Ral continued on what he was getting to previously. “Returning to the previous issue-” Ral mentally glanced in Malideus’s direction, “it does look like they are allied with the ponies, which is odd… They currently have trade routes all over Equestria, possibly due to some rare export that they have.”

“Looks like we’re out of options I’m afraid.” Ral frowned.

“Hold on, hold on. Let’s examine the changelings in this place.” The Summoner reluctantly took control of the body. Flicking on the map, he motioned towards the Everfree. “They normally cluster themselves here. Nearby pony civilization means a close food supply- Ah. Spotted them already.”

The camera was now directing its view towards a changeling entrance. It was more or less a hole in the middle of the ground camouflaged with foliage. Hinted of its existence was that there was a rather pseudo-illuminant patches of fungi surrounding the general area of it.

“The fact that there is little to no sentries confuse me… They’re within proximity with an equine-occupied territory.” The Summoner darkened somewhat suddenly. “That might mean they’re inclined with the ponies. Inconvenient.”

“Agreed.” Ral frowned. “Though easy to detect once the right spell is cast, we’re at the level where we wouldn’t tell if anyone was a changeling till the last moment.”

“We checked up on the gryphons and changelings,” the Summoner pointed out. “We might as well make ourselves acquainted with the rest of the inhabitants here…” Gesturing the screen with a hand motion, the Summoner swooshed the view towards the ocean.

“Oof. Heavily polluted seas… the mermaid-things won’t be liking that.” The Summoner glanced towards Canterlot, noticing a few alterations of its usual archetype.

“Noted: the ponies here are much more industrialized,” the Summoner spoke.

“I don’t care if they even have mechas wielding rocket launchers and miniguns!” declared Malideus, posing once more in a determined stance. “They won’t be escaping my- our wrath!”

“Oh look, they really do have mechs with rocket launchers.”

“Really!?”

“No.”

“Hey- they have factories,” the Summoner pointed out as he glanced at Canterlot through the map-camera-thing. “Maybe they DO have mechas with rocket launchers.”

Ral blinked before grimacing. “Well this is starting to look like my Equestria a little with all their technological advancements… I highly doubt they have mechs, but when I was Starswirl, I… Uh…” Ral went quiet, unsure how to continue.

“What exactly did you do?” The Fat Friar asked, curious but cautious.

“I.. Heh, granted this was while I was working for the Princesses… I may have drawn up plans for magically powered tanks… Some of those cannons were strong enough to level cities.”

“Why the fuck would you design those FOR THE ENEMY!?” Vaati snapped.

“Well first, I was working for them in the beginning. The second, why not?” Ral shrugged sheepishly. “Besides, I scrapped the design for most of them anyway… I think.”

“Irrelevant. You did that in YOUR Equestria.” Malideus scoffed a sigh.

“Anyways, we won’t know for sure that the existence of rocket launcher mechs is real or not here unless we go into these factories.” Gesturing the MC’s hand, the Summoner zoomed into the factory.
As the camera’s feed descended into the metallic corridors of the behemoth-like buildings, the lighting was significantly dimmed, but the scenery was still very visible. Hanging from the walls were bolted-down plates of some sort of ominous black steel. In the middle of the room was a very spacious conveyor belt--at the moment, it was empty as it was not turning nor was it transporting anything of notable property.

“Pity.” The Summoner kicked the floor, taking control of the MC for a brief moment. “Nothing going on here. Should we decide on where to spawn now?”

“Not yet,” Ral suddenly spoke up. “We still have to identify the current political standing of the dragons. Who knows? They might be inclined to help us?”

Suddenly, the MC’s body became shallow and was now displaying a grimly anxious face as Malideus took control. “Please. Please. Please. Please let them be allied to those dimwitted ponies…” ‘

Snapping the MC’s vice of Malideus, Ral Zarek extended his arm towards the map screen. With a flourish, he zoomed out the perspective.

“Now.” Ral Zarek cleared his- the Main Character’s throat as he began to speak, “Dragons normally live in the rigid mountainous regions…” Moving the camera’s angle a bit, he began to direct it towards the Northeastern portion of Equestria.

Emerging into view as Ral magnified the zoom were mountains outfitted with metallic frames and steel scaffolding. Suspended by the sides of the mountains were crevices extending themselves deep into the mountain. Metallic flooring and walls were apparent within the mountains.

“What the-” Ral caught himself cut off as suddenly the Summoner took control.

“Huh. Dragons here are more adept at technology here,” he began to scratch his chin, “That’s peculiar. They’re more like brutes in most Alternate Equestrias.”

“By logic…” Malideus regained control, “if they’re competent at industrialization like this, that means they must be allied with those sissy ponies!”

The Summoner once again claimed control over their vessel. “This guy really, really hates dragons, huh?” Shrugging, the Summoner brought his hand upon the map, defaulting the view once more.

“So--our only chance for allies are with the mermaids, so we should spawn…” the Summoner began scrolling through the map, zooming onto the shore of the great Equestrian sea, “...here. If we’re to find some willing meatshields- assistance, it’d be them.”

Malideus took control, folding the Main Character’s arms. “Nope.”

“What do you mean ‘nope’?” the Summoner questioned.

“A pony is still a pony,” Malideus protested.

“Aren’t there some kind of sirens or something that want Equestria dead as we do?” Vaati interjected.

“Doesn’t matter; they’re still ponies,” Malideus adamantly replied.

“We don’t have to befriend them, just recruit them and leave them this hellhole when we’re done.”

“Whatever… we’re still going to at least attempt to reason with them,” the Summoner began zooming onto the ocean shore.

“Our attempt of ‘recruitment’ should be that we guise ourselves with the robes of a messiah promising their oceans to be purified from the wastes…” Ral stated.

“So… everyone good?” the Summoner asked. “We’re going to spawn here… seems like the most optimal currently.”

“For now, yes.”

“Oh, fine.” said Malideus.

“Agreed, let us move out.” Ral nodded.

“Most logical.” The Overlord nodded slightly. “Do it.”

“Aye, aye.” Ricky stretched out the MC’s limbs as he yawned. “It’s gettin’ a bit boring here anyways.”

“Ha… ha ha ha...” Audrey began to violently tremble, joy overwhelming her. “I can finally kill things again!” she roared out, pumping her fist high into the air.

“Here we go then,” the Summoner began as he started narrowing down the camera’s view on a relatively empty patch of sand on the shore. “Gods of the cosmos, some unforeseen power, whatever--spawn us here!” the Summoner’s voice resounded like a knell.

“Let the insanity and chaos begin.” Vaati commented.