My name is Cloud Spark and this is the story of how I came to be.

I live in a land known as Equestria which was, as I was told, a peaceful country that had rare conflicts between any two ponies. Everyone got along until one day countless ponies were murdered by zebras who claimed that their race was now at war with Equestria. This eventually ended in a horrible disaster as mega spells, bomb-like spells that produce a much more devastating blow, were developed and used very frequently resulting in a very nasty environment change. Plant life was either enhanced to a dangerous level or killed on the spot. Animals weren’t as lucky as they developed powers that gave them enormous advantages, but in return destroyed their homelands as they were destroyed by toxic waste from manufacturing and radiation from the mega spells.

I had grown up in the wasteland all of my life. Well, technically thats true, if you count a bunker as part of the wasteland.

I was born in Stable 42 which was overrun by bandits when I was 10. I was and still am a unicorn with blue and gold mane, sky blue eyes and a white coat. My parents died in the invasion of the stable but the ex-chief of security had survived and trained me on how to survive and fight against the horrors of the wasteland.

Stable 42 was located right out of Manehattan or whatevers left of it, inside a barber’s shop. Before this, no one alive in the stable had ever seen the outside. The war had devastated the planet so badly that in order to survive ponies had to hide in sealed, sustainable bunkers for 200 years. Some had said that the ponies left behind had gone insane or died and even that the war was still going on to this very day and when we had greeted them and asked the more sane ones all the questions about what had happened we found out that both were true and that Equestria had gone full chaotic. Bandits v. Everyone is what they said the “teams” were and that a side would be chosen for us depending on the strength of our mind and will.

After two years outside the stable I had learned how to survive on my own at the young age of 12. I had acquired my own gear and I had set off to explore the world and find out all about the new world that I had been living under for 10 years. As the years passed I ventured further and further even reaching the crystal empire where I met my first friend outside of stable 42. By this time I had grown so accustomed to loneliness that it was extremely satisfying to be with another pony who understood me. Five years being completely cut off from any sane living creature and then having a caring friend really helped my morale.

Her name was Cadence and believe it or not she was an actual living alicorn, the only one alive in fact considering the old rulers of Equestria had died in the war. She was very familiar with her library and her “kingdom” or what you really call an isolated town. The Crystal Empire was lucky enough though to be spared of the tragic events that had taken the peaceful culture of the former nation. The Crystal Empire was too far north to be affected by any radiation, explosions, and even most mutants because of the frigid temperatures warning off creatures who dared to enter. Raiders and bandits became a problem though, as they constantly raided homes of the crystal ponies and eventually raided the castle, but were repelled swiftly by the organized forms of the military. The retreat of the raiders did come with a fatal cost both to her husband and her heart. She would be forever traumatized by her widowing as she saw the spear of a bandit enter and exit horizontally through her husband, and then knowing it was done.

After those very enjoyable, relaxed and friendly 5 years I decided to depart for Manehattan to see my stable friends again. I told Cadence that I would be back but had no idea it would be so soon and for so long.