In Ekvianka, after Sundering the Reich · 9:10pm Jan 23rd, 2018
A human slips in to a world where Germany stretched it's realm from the Rhine right up to the Urals, pushing the Soviets out. Feeling the Soviet's pain, the human fights with the Soviets to push the Germans back, destroying cities and towns, blasting away woods, arable pastures, and watering the ground in gushing blood. The Red Army do not stop until the Rhine. There they do not cross.
The "third" German realm is scorched and shattered beyond repair. Germans teem and drift over the country of ransacked woods, fields, and undulating 'scapes of rubble that used to be their proud cities. Stunde nuhl has come.
The human relishes the spoils as he watches the Soviets take prisoners, ship industrial parts and machinery back to Siberia and Russia, feed the civilians, clear the rubble, set up re-education classes; attend to casualties; restore gas, water, and electricity. The Soviets gather, muster, and corral professionals in to workers' and farmers' councils; later, a Communist party of the People's Republic of Germany, and a socialist bureaucracy in the blackened shells of eastern European countries. A little while later, diplomats and ambassadors from France, Britain, and the United States arrive in a Germany ground to powder and remade in to a new shape.
Sometime later, the human wakes up in Equestria where he is taken in, the ponies learn about him and he learns about them and settles in. However, the human struggles to fit in to a peaceful civilian world the polar opposite of the fire and destruction he came to know in the Heartland of Eurasia. Awful nightmares of fire, thundering artillery, plaintive screams, crumbling cities, light brighter than the sun. He tells the ponies haltingly, so slowly learning the language, teaching them Russian, German, and English. What he did. Why he had to do it. His terrors are slowly calmed, the nightmares draw away. But still the memory remains.
A good idea for a story? Some characters in certain "human-in-Equestria" stories are randy, unpleasant people; I am looking at all of youse, Anon. There are some who are likable and in relationships with ponies? But has a story ever come about where the human is grappling with post-traumatic stress disorder?
