Upon a distant world, far from the terrors of the grim darkness, resided a peaceful people; ponies, zebras, griffons, hippogriffs, even such fabled creatures as dragons to name a few. Alas that was all about to change one fateful evening in the suburbs of Ponyville.

         Before however we tell this tale, I feel it pertinent to provide fair warning to those who may believe this to be a tale of sunshine and rainbows. Far removed from it, quite the opposite. A grim tale of death, sorrow, despair, and sacrificial heroics lays in wait. Thus, I recommend thou prepare thyselves and saddle up for what shall no doubt be redacted in the history texts by both: our most benevolent ruler Celestia, and the God Emperor of Mankind.

Lord Tempestus once lead armies under the banner of King Lunarum. Five crusades, five victories. Only, his final crusade ended in disaster with the banishment of the Crystal Empire. A thousand years later the Captain General is pulled out of the dungeon and brought back into the light. Without wars to fight, and with Equestria no longer in need of his military prowess he finds himself at a loss of what to do. Life finds him, and he decides to share his story with those who will listen.

Edited by FlutterJackDash

Art by Lillowisp

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