June 28, 1914.

Archduke Franz Ferdinand and his wife are struck down by the bullets of serbs anarchists. But they're not the only victims of the Black Hand : her Highness Celestia, Princess of Equestria is also killed in the attack.

Equestria wants revenge for the death of its leader, and stands ready to ally itself with the Central Powers in the first World War of the XX° century : the Great War.

Original story by me.
English translation by Wisher and Deadpony

On July 3, 1943, Equestria declared war on the Axis Powers.

These are the stories of those times.

(Contains historical events, including warfare and atrocity, depicted in what I hope to be a genuine, accurate manner. For more explanation, please see the foreword.)

Tasked by the mysterious alicorn tribe, a young Celestia and Luna must leave the safety of their home and venture into the world beyond to uncover their kin's sacred artifact, the Teardrops of Creation. Blinded by urgency and tradition, it is only during the mission that they realize what they're searching for is something far more important than a mere artifact.

Throughout their journey, the estranged Sisters must face hardship from within and without, as they also try to discover the source of a strange sort of magic plaguing Equestria. Unaware that their adventure plays right into a gambit between gods and demigods, vying to shape the future of the world.

Here's a big shoutout to the Fimfiction thread of /mlp/, which unwittingly or not, but helped create this story.

Also a big thanks to Reviewfilly and The Psychopath for additional help.

"It's not about why we create, but what our creations do that matters." - Unknown

Twilight Sparkle is many things, an inventor, a polymath, a noble, and a Diamond Dog. While her new life in Ponyville hasn't always been the easiest, with her friends and fellow Element Bearers she has found some measure of peace.

Peace that is about to be broken.

Canterlot calls, and with it comes a whole host of problems, both from the distant past and murky future.

Homecomings are never easy.

A Reflection-Verse story.

With many thanks to my long-suffering pre-reader and editor, Trellia. Also thanks to JP and Raleigh for idea bouncing.

Featured on 13/3/23, thank you all for reading.

Edit: Now part of the Reflection-Verse Group

One thousand years ago, Princess Luna fell to her corruption. Driven to madness by loneliness, shunned by the very subjects she strived to protect, and by jealousy of her ever-brighter sister.

In her desire to be seen by her subjects, Nightmare Moon brought about an eternal night, that they might finally view her as equal to the beloved Princess of the Sun.

Princess Celestia was forced to confront her, and they fought. Nightmare Moon was outmatched, and banished.

Five hundred years ago, Princess Celestia fell to her own corruption, born of grief at the loss of her sister, and rage at her own immortality as she watched those she cared about crumble to dust, while she remained, unchanging.

Two hundred and fifty years ago, the last free country on Equus fell to the newest and only empire on the planet:

The Solar Imperium, ruled with an iron hoof by Queen Daybreaker, Goddess of the Sun.

Today, Princess Luna returned from the moon.

Opaline Arcana has stolen Sunny's Dad's book and has lead the mane six on a chase to a pre-war bunker in Manehattan. Whatever she is up to, it can't be good. Sunny must confront Opaline and ponykind's past by herself.

Written as a "What if" scenario. Not related to Fallout: Equestria.

Here's EAW's timeline btw

And here is an image of the map of EAW + Europe.

Late Victorian era Europe of 1888 is inserted into the EAW universe in their respective year of 774ALB (Just after Grover I fails his invasion of Sicameon). Also, none of the Europeans remain human. Discord blushes.

Grover I, or the soon-to-be, "The Blessed," rests his creaky bones as he receives news of the defeat against Sicameon. Grover II will remember that. He pays little mind to this advancement, after all, he expected as much considering he only sent a meagre force mostly comprised of levies and Acquilean sellswords in his so-called 'military expedition,' though, he regrets the unifying effect he inadvertently initiated on the Parishes.

Across the sea, Celestia, as always carefully schemes and manipulates the fates of her neighbours, namely, Severyana, of which royal family and attached royal court she had been patiently nudging into a hyperbolic pit of Tartarus every generation or so to orchestrate a succession crisis. She figured they would blow up in 22 years. Of course, she could just ditch the mind-numbingly slow subtlety and just kick the Tzar in the flank and turn the boyars into ash, but she doubted the proud burghers and peasants of Severyana would appreciate that one bit.

Meanwhile, in Europe.

The Brits wept at the loss of their source of tea.

The Russians purchased a noose upon realising there was nothing past the Ural mountains.

The French erupted in civil disobedience, protests, riots; political and regular violence epidemic, Paris was in ru- oh wait, sorry, France was completely normal.

The Germans drowned themselves in beer. To their wives, 'it was because they had turned into mythical lion-eagle hybrids'. But really, they always finding excuses to get plastered.

The Austro-Hungarians continued to be a tongue-twister, and the powderkeg they sat on turned into a RBMK reactor with Dyatlov in charge.

The Italians surrendered to their mirrors when they awoke.

The Swiss became dragons.

The Spanish pretended that they had lost alot.

The Nords ate glue & paste.

The Balkans became Balkan-ier.

And the Portuguese... Uh, they existed.

Written on a phone.

I don't check my work. (It drains my motivation)

About my writing style: Why yes, I enjoy the mass assault doctrine. How could you tell???

I'm creatively bankrupt and have been playing an unhealthy amount of Victoria III and Equestria at War, and after my 9th playthrough of genocidal Suntail and Funni black flag Russia, I had the brilliant idea of writing a fic with the premise of Victorian Europe tryna scramble up the continents of Equus, Griffonia and Zebrica during their kinda-Renaissance.

It is very niche, but this story is mostly for me. I had to make a part of my brain shut up and unfortunately, my lobotomist got arrested, so I gotta do this now.

Yay, I got featured.

The shitty title pic is mine.

My entry in the Ponyville Ciderfest 2023 anthology book, "Scattered Pages: Tales from the Book of All Stories."

An all-powerful book of destiny, the Book of All Stories, has had its pages scattered throughout time and space. Containing all the stories of ponydom (past, present, and future), whoever has a page of the book can rewrite history and reality at will. One of these pages has sent Zipp Storm back to the time when Princess Twilight still reigned. If she's ever to get home again, she needs to recover that page with the aid of Rainbow Dash and Smolder. If not, whoever comes across the page can alter reality as they please, to potentially disastrous results.

When Celestia and Luna's tensions came to a boil, their familial spat did not not end in one simple banishment: A war broke out that poisoned the land and divided Equestria. Now, with no regard given to her original fate, a resurrected filly will quickly learn what it means to be a ruler. This is her story.

Content Warnings: Light Horror Elements, Heavy Themes, Child Mistreatment, Child (Physical) Abuse, Light Profanity, Allusions to Sex, Depictions of Illness, (Medical) Gore, Death.

This story is a sequel to Inevitabilities

The conclusion to the trilogy. Read Destinies and Inevitabilities first.