A Supreme Commander named Alex is tasked with going to one of the biggest battles in history of mankind. The battle to end it all.

Alex was close to winning it, but was killed due to several nukes headed towards him. And, being the idiot that he is, never set up a anti nuke silo, or two.

However, because there were more than twenty nukes headed for him (yes, he REALLY pissed them off to deserve that) the explosions somehow riped a hole through space and time itself, and Alex was flown towards a unknown planet, further away than anyone has ever gone before.

Note: This story has been cancelled due to lack of inspiration and everything else. Somebody else can continue with this story, or not. Because I sure as hell can't write for life!

Asura. Once he was one of the Eight Guardian Generals who swore as their duty to protect Gaea from the impure Gohma. But Asura was betrayed by his own kind by being framed for the death of Emperor Strada and his penalty was death. He swore vengeance upon the remaining seven Guardian Generals. Asura awakens not on Gaea, but the peaceful land of equestria. Will this demi-god ever make it back to Gaea? or will he be forced to stay in equestria with his rage still burning inside of him?

WARNING!

This contains

Gore

Blood

Rage

And lots of fighting... You have been warned.