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// Intro 
// Story: Fallout: Equestria - The Happy Moon Chronicles 
// by Twilight--Paladin 
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War. War never changes. In the year 1005, I showed up here, scared out of my mind. I had been killed in a war, but somehow showed up here, given another chance at life. I was in a strange new land, with a strange new body. However, I quickly adjusted and became much like any other pony, but with more knowledge than I should have access to.

In the year 1030, after we defeated the wyverns, Equestria awaited Armageddon. But instead, something miraculous happened: We began to use the power of megaspells not as q weapon, but as a nearly limitless source of power. Ponies began to enjoy luxuries once thought the realm of science fiction: Domestic robots, self-moving carts, mechanical sky carriages, portable terminals. It was magnificent.

But years later, ponies awoke from the Equestrian dream. Years of consumption and trades with the zebras led to shortages of every major resource, and peace became a distant memory. It is now the year 1055. We are at the brink of total war, and I am afraid. For myself. For my friends and country. For my fiancé and adopted foals. I don’t know what to do. But if my time in the Shadowbolts taught me one thing, it’s that war, war never changes…