"Welcome back, James. I take it this will be the final part of the interview? Beyond Equestria?"
Ooo, that's a good title. And yes, it will be. So, the Rip.
"The Dimensional Rip. Using a gem created by a division who were trapped in the Crystal Empire with nothing to do for a week, it exhibited unusual, unstable properties. It turns out if you pump enough energy through it, and send the energy on the other side around a metal frame, what you get is a dimensional portal."
Where did the first test lead to?
"Oh god, some weird place. Full of vertical pink creatures. Completely backwards. I tried to interact, but the 'Brony' tribe tried to capture me! I ran and shut the portal. We then learnt to control the flow through the crystal, allowing us to go wherever we wanted."
And that's where your empire kicked off?
"Yep. We imported stuff from other realities, and used them to construct galaxy class cruisers to explore the cosmos. Then the dimensions. Then the Nexus of reality itself. Although, opening the rip did have a..strange side effect."
Oh, the other you's!
"Yep. All the other Mini's from across the dimensions gained intelligence like me. Some got a minor boost, others got a major one. One of the most improved one was a feline version of me. Working on using electrical storms as an FTL method. Haven't heard from him in a while, the Unchained beacon has gone dark. Must remember to find him.."
Um, Mini?
"Anyway, after that, I expanded. Took on more staff, and became bigger then big. Took over most of my dimension, interlinked everything together, and reached out to other dimensions when I needed to. That's..pretty much my story."
Ok, thank you so much Mini!
"My pleasure."
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Mini waved James away, letting his assistant take him out. He sighed a breath of relief, spinning in his chair to face the view of Equestria. The planet where he started from. The interview was right, of course, but so many details had to be left out, or they'd be here all day. Luckily, Mini knew every detail. He got up, walking over to his bookshelf with a smile on his face. He knew most people assumed bookshelves are decorative pieces, which is why he felt comfortable storing his diaries on it in plain view. A gift from one of the first dimensions he visited, he was told he didn't need to write a word. The books would write themselves, literally, with his life story. And when the bookshelf runs out of space, Mini's life would be over. He giggled at remembering the shopkeepers face when they saw that his bookshelf seemed to run on dimensional engineering. Bigger on the inside. Mini knew that he had many, MANY more adventures to go, and many to read back on. His legend was not over yet.