War. War never changes. It was the inevitable result of the path Ponykind had chosen. Everyone who entered into the conflict expected victory. Equestria had grown into an industrial superpower. Everyone was optimistic. But as the hostilities escalated, optimism faded and society began to collapse.

It was the Great War. It was the nightmare everyone feared. Millions died during the first attack when spears of balefire rained from the skies. Many more on the surface fell victim to the burning, poisonous air. For those who endured, there was only the wasteland – no order, no law, only survival.

Some had been fortunate enough to reach safety, taking shelter in great underground bunkers called Stables as dark magic swallowed the world. When the great darkness passed, these stables opened and their inhabitants emerged to begin their lives again.

If war doesn’t change, ponies must change. But the scars left by the past have not yet healed. And the world has not forgotten.

It is here our story begins. Once upon a time in the magical land of Equestria...