(400,000,000 years after the Antediluvian Era, and 200 years after the Resurrection Era.)

East of the Majestic Sea (Lionstone)

The battlefield drenched with the smell of fire and blood, stretched out as far as the eye could see, a vast expanse of scorched earth and billowing smoke. Above, the sun blazed high in the sky, casting its golden light upon the clash of armies. On one side stood the majestic forces of Celestia and Luna, their loyal soldiers organized in perfectly disciplined formations. On the other side, the Lion army, fierce warriors adorned in fiery regalia, their eyes burning with a primal power.

At the front of the army was none other than the king of Lionstone: Crimson Crestwood. He completely towered over those of both his and Celestia's army. His fur was fiery and brooding with confidence, as well as his gold, shining eyes.

As the battle horn sounded, the clash began. The ground trembled beneath the pounding hooves of Celestia and Luna's cavalry charging forward, their armor gleaming in the sunlight. With a wave of her horn, Celestia summoned a blinding beam of pure light, piercing through the Lion army's ranks, scattering them like leaves in a storm.

But the Lion army was not so easily defeated. With a roar, their mages unleashed torrents of fire, engulfing the battlefield in a blazing inferno. Flames danced and leaped, consuming everything in their path. Luna, her eyes gleaming with lunar magic, called upon the night sky to shield her soldiers, creating a shimmering barrier that deflected the deadly flames.

Amidst the chaos, Celestia took to the skies, her wings beating with powerful grace. From above, she rained down bolts of searing sunlight, smiting the Lion army below. Luna, on the other hand, used her magic to summon shadowy tendrils that reached out and ensnared the Lion warriors, rendering them immobile.

But the Lion army fought back with unwavering ferocity. Their fire-wielding mages conjured massive fireballs, hurtling them towards Celestia and Luna's forces. The explosions shook the earth, scattering soldiers and leaving craters in their wake. Yet, the Alicorn sisters stood strong, their magic shielding their army from the worst of the onslaught.

In the midst of the chaos, the tide of battle shifted. Celestia and Luna's forces, bolstered by their unwavering determination and the power of the sun and moon, pushed forward. Their soldiers fought with unyielding courage, their swords clashing against the Lion army's fiery weapons. Magic clashed and crackled, illuminating the battlefield with bursts of brilliant light.

While the war raged on, inside of the wide Lionstone castle made up of ancient bricks, resided the son of the king: Songar Crestwood. He was hidden underneath the floorboards of the castle, a false set of bricks, to be exact. He hid with his mother, Shasa Crestwood, quivering in fear, curled up in a corner, bolting in fear at the sound of the bombs dropping outside, Shasa's paw over his mouth. It'll all be alright, my son. She said, obviously scared out of her mind.

Another loud band was heard, and so were the sound of hoofsteps pacing around the castle. They were searching for the Boy, they two had no doubt it. Shasa brung her son closer to her, tears falling from her eyes. Songar felt the tingling yet terrifying feeling of his skin crawling. Never in his life had he felt such fear and helplessness.

"Hey! There's a trap door over here!" A voice shouted from above. Their fur rattled in response and Songar leg out a yelp.

Shasa took one more gaze at her son. It was filled with terror and utter despair.

The door then slightly open with a creeking sound, and then, his mother roared... and then... there was silence...

As the battle raged on, the air became heavy with the scent of smoke and the cries of the fallen. The clash of steel and the crackling of fire filled the ears of all who fought. Both sides refused to back down, their determination etched upon their faces.

Finally, as the sun began its descent, casting long shadows across the battlefield, a triumphant cry rang out. Celestia and Luna, their manes flowing like molten gold and silver, stood side by side, their eyes blazing with victory. Leaving the Lion army decimated and defeated... or so it seemed.

Though almost all of his army had been wiped out, the king refused the pleads from his remaining soldiers to surrender. Screaming to them, "Pride is everything, the very reason our society has ran strong for all these years." He said, pride evident in his eyes.

"But sir," A soldier stepped in with a face of fear. "If you die, they'll be no future for the kingdom of Lionstone!"

Crestwood smirked, his face drawn in acceptance, he then turned his gaze over to his soldier and ordered him, "These ponies have been bringing terror upon our land for three years on end. I think It's 'bout time we fight back. Tell my son that I died an arrow to the heart. He'd be whining for days if he heard I gave my life up for pride."

Without a word or hesitation, he charged into the battlefield towards the position Luna was in, letting out a fierce roar that echoed throughout the battlefield, startling Luna's soldiers as well as his own.

He blazed through Luna's soldiers with a great inferno, being stabbed with numerous spears and swords; his determination was so powerful that his fire destroyed any magical barriers the soldiers place in front of him. The remaining soldiers of his army were smiling in relief as they killed their enemies, in the reassuring belief that their king was going to win the war... if only they had realized how wrong they were.

Luna looked at Crestwood with a sorrow look on her face. No matter how much his army believed or he believed that he could win, Luna knew that his fate was decided the moment he stepped onto this battlefield. However, Luna had never seen such pride in the eyes of any creature quite like Crestwood. Here he was, facing death, tethering onto nothing but false hope.

"Surrender, Crestwood!" Luna shouted, stomping her hooves in defiance. "You're outnumbered and your castle is on the verge of destruction! If you don't surrender now, you and your race will pay the price!"

To Luna's surprise, all the king did was laugh. "Do you think that our lives are that precious to us?" He asked, staring deep into Luna's eyes as an arrow hit his back leg, yet, he stood there, completely unfazed. "We Lions yield to no one! That's how the creator made us!"

Luna gasped and sighed deeply, clenching her teeth with anger and intensity. "Is the life of your son and wife precious to you?" She asked

Crestwood smirked and let out a light chuckle, which left Luna completely dumbfounded of his arrogance. She just couldn't find a reasonable explanation as to why he wouldn't surrender. She didn't want to admit, but she did not want to take his life or anyone else on the battlefield, she just knew it had to be done.

She used her magic to create a spear of darkness out of thin air. "Is this.. really how you want to die... in front of your own blood?"

"You may have grew up learning friendship and love, but I grew up with deadly soldiers, learning how to survive... I laugh in the face of death." He said, circling Luna as prepared to pounce.

Without warning, the beast launched towards Luna, its claws sharp and at the ready. The two armies watched in shock, some soldiers even using their distraction to kill them.

Luna reacted swiftly, her spear held firmly in her grip as she leapt high into the air, evading the fierce flames of the Lion's mouth.

But she had no time to celebrate as she realized she was not out of danger yet. Suddenly, flames erupted from the Lion's mouth and towards Luna's direction.

Luna gasps and immediately summons a wide shield in front of her, which prevented the flames from reaching. Even so, the flames had already begun to make cracks within her shield.

Crestwood observed with a confident smirk, and his troops erupted in jubilation as the shield shattered. Still, he was well aware that the fight wasn't done yet. He readied two more fireballs and launched them with pinpoint precision to the same spot, ensuring that the battle would be won.

As expected, it was not. Luna soared higher into the sky, smoke from the fire following her. Crestwood took a deep breath and exhaled with inferno.

Luna swiftly evaded the inferno, flying in an unorthodox manner which made hitting a direct blow difficult for the king. "She'll attack at any second now."

"I just need to time this right!" Luna thought as she maneuvered through the air.

Luna's horn began to hum and crackle with energy, the menacing black aura swirling around her like a raging storm. She raised her head, her gaze set upon Crestwood, and with a roar of determination, she released a powerful beam of magical energy, her force of will guiding it towards its target.

Raging flames circled around the body of Crestwood as he laughed confidently. Then, with a roar brooding with bloodthirsty intensity, he launched the cyclone-like flame towards Luna's magical beam.

Then, they clashed, creating a blinding light that matched the majestic glow of Celestia's sun. The two beams struggled for power; both their makers grunting in rage, tethering onto the little bit of strength they had left.

Crestwood was certain that his fire would not be able to withstand Luna's powerful beam for much longer. He had exhausted much of his energy while fighting in the war, and as Luna's beam drew near, his flame began to diminish drastically. His face etched in worry.

With one final push from Luna, the flames diminished and the beam hit the ground, causing a large Shockwave. The Lion's army gasped in shock as smoke covered the battlefield. Meanwhile, Luna panted heavily, barely managing to keep her head up from exhaustion. "You should've just... stayed down." She said.

As the smoke cleared, Luna doubted that the king was dead, as it's flames were still burrowing through the smoke. At this point, Luna felt that there would be no point of unleashing a final attack. Essentially, this battle was over, no matter how courageous the king was. His army roared and cheered on, but Luna just sighed in response.

Another pattern of flames formed inside of the cloud of smoke, barely visible in the eyes of Luna and her army. This pattern seemed very different then before, however. Instead of a cyclone, it was an asymmetrical spiral circle, that distorted with each flare.

Not that it mattered to Luna, anyway. This battle was already over in her eyes. Crimson Crestwood knew this too, but he couldn't simply just give up In front of his army. As long as he was still alive and breathing, then he wasn't dead yet.

So, with the last of his might. He unleashed a spiral inferno from the smoke. It jolted in all different angles and directions, shooting fire balls as it moved, making it difficult to dodge.

Determined to finish this fight, as impossible as it seemed, he formed a large spear of fire, floating from an unseen magical grip. "Die!" He shouted, launching it at Luna as she was in perfect position. Luna noticed far too late, and knew she wasn't able to dodge. Just as she was about be skewered, a blinding light flashed through the battlefield. The two foes looked in shock as they knew Celestia had arrived.

She effortlessly flew through the numerous arrows and fireballs being flung at her. Crimson Crestwood felt a sensational feeling of excitement and insanity. He had been itching to kill Celestia. He forgot all about Luna and bellowed in rage, flames of sheer anger surrounding his body.

"You've murdered so many of my blood, goddess of the sun! However, they all still live on in my flames!" Bellowed the king. "Your tyranny ends here!"

Celestia payed no attention to his words of anger. Strangely enough, she felt terrible for not feeling an ounce of guilt for his rage. She couldn't decide whether it was right or wrong not to, but she tried to ignore those feelings.

Crestwood unleashed one last flame, filled with his anger and sorrow, but it was useless. Celestia countered with a grading beam of light that Crestwood was too weak to withstand. As he looked at the light of death coming at him, he thought of his son and wife, he didn't why because it seemed so unimportant at the moment, but he did anyway, and that was his final memory.

And with the king dead, the battle had been won, but at a great cost. The fallen soldiers were mourned, and the scars of war would forever mark the land. Yet, in the hearts of all the Equestrian soldiers who witnessed the clash, there remained a glimmer of hope.

Even knowing that, as Luna stepped over the amount of fallen corpses of the two armies, wondering how they were once just normal creatures.

"Sister," Luna asked, her voice quivering in fear. "After all these years... all these wars... there's always a question that pops into my mind when I see these corpses..."

Southeast of the Majestic Sea (The Golden Islands)

"The King of Lionstone was killed in war. Celestia and her army rage victorious." The orange cat snarled in anger as he read the scroll, gripping his black hat with fury. "This can't be possible be true."

He said, glaring at his men in the room with an intense glare, his glowing green eyes shining against Celestia's sun.

"It's true, your furiness." Said one his men who sat at the far end of the table. "It was sent by one of the king's remaining soldiers."

"What do you suggest we do now, King Leo?" Asked another one of his men. "Without their trading systems we won't get as nearly as much resources that we need to survive."

Leo slammed his fists indignantly onto the table and let out an angry grunt. "Well dammit. Why'd we have to lose such a valuable man, Elohim? wait," His face suddenly softened. "What about his son? Is he still alive?"

"There's still no word regarding the survival of Songar Crestwood nor the king's wife, yet, your furiness." Replied the black male cat at the end of the table.

"Dead," Replied Siloam. "He was assassinated the day before Equestria's invasion on Roark Island."

"Well ain't that a shame." Leo sighed, standing up and looking over at a portrait of his late father with a glare of determination.

Leo smirked and turned around, unraveling the eye-patch that covered the deep gash in his right eye. While smirking, he reached right for a feather-pin on a small table, and began writing something on a scroll. His men exchanged confused glances at each other, and began whispering.

Liam hesitated before picking up the scroll and reading it. As he did, his eyes began to dilate in shock. "But sir, you can't possibly be serious! The Crocodiles will never accept this!"

"they're just as ruthless now as their predecessors from the Evolution Era, the Archosaurs." Siloam Argued. "Besides, their leader, King Sobek, is one of the most powerful leaders in the world. Even the rulers of the sun and moon fear them."

"Well, if you know Sobek so well, then you must know that he is man of business, right?" Asked Leo in a snarky tone. "Creatures like us made an entire living off stealing from other creatures."

"But sir! Those were the old days!" Siolam said, bolting up out of his seat. "We've never crossed the sea after the Hippogrifs attacked us."

“Well, I guess we’ll be bringing it back then.” Leo said. “Don’t you all know our maddow?”

They all hesitated before standing up and putting their paws to their chest. “High risk, how reward! You either do or die!" They shouted, Leo failed to hear their indifference.

Even so, it felt so satisfying for Leo to hear those words again; like a weight was lifted off of his chest. He knew this plan was risky, but he also knew that this was the only hope for his people. Essentially, they were the last of the Lions, Tigers, and Cheetahs, and needed to carry out their will, while doing it their way.

The room is adorned with regal decor, illuminated by the soft glow of magical crystals embedded in the walls. Celestia, Luna, and Cadence sit around a large, round table, their expressions weary yet determined.

“Even though we defeated the Lions, the war has left our military in tatters. Almost half of our forces were depleted, and it will take time to rebuild what we have lost.” Celestia said. “On another note, our technological advancements have suffered setbacks due to the war. We must invest in research and development to regain our edge.”

“Well, at least for now, you won’t have to worry about another war.” Cadence replied with a soft smile. “Since the Lions are–well, were one of the main powerhouses in the entire world. Their history shows. And yet, you defeated them within a year.”

“Well, yes, but with our main source for our weapons growing weaker, it doesn’t really make a difference.” Celestia said. “The Pysian crystals are scarcs on this land, and the majority of it is sealed with a spell even us Alicorns can’t break.”

"Well, queen, I'm sure we all saw this comin. Our time is running out." Chancellor Neighsay sighed. "While we were busy spreading our colonial sightings, other creatures who lacked our magical abilities have been developing weapons to combat us. If they keep at it, our magic and Pysian will be surpassed, and all we'll be able to do is watch.."

Perhaps you're right." Luna nodded. "What you're saying is, if we keep relying on our magic, this nation will soon be crushed."

Celestia sighed deeply. “You’d think being goddesses of the sun and moon war would become easier.” She said, hanging her head low. “But, nothing has been easier, in fact, it just seems like things are getting harder.”

Luna nodded, trying to hide her smirk. “Responsibility is always necessary being a ruler, sister.” She replied. “And we’ll be stuck with responsibility for another hundred years, unfortunately.”

“Even so, Indeed, the cost of conflict has been high. We must prioritize the restoration of our military strength while ensuring the well-being of our subjects.” Luna said. “Is this news public in your kingdom yet, Celestia?”

"Good," Neighsay said, turning his gaze over at the stained glass window. "At least public won't know that this land will be screwed soon."

"And let us not forget the Lions, Celestia. The atrocities we committed in the heat of battle... I can't help but feel remorse for the pain we caused them." Luna said with a somber look.

"Luna, we were driven to desperate measures to protect our realm. But I share your regret. Even so, we need to protect this nation at all costs, and show them why Elohim deemed us worthy of being his children." Celestia said, rubbing a hoof through Luna's hair.

Luna angrily slapped her hoof away. "Do you really think that all that carnage is a good way to showcase that? Why do you always use him as an excuse to make everything seem right?!"

Celestia gasped and took a few steps back, hanging her head low in shame. "Luna, I—"

"Agreed. On another note, the foals who homes were destroyed need a bigger and more sustainable foster home to stay." Cadence said. "Many of those homes were destroyed during the raid not too long."

"I shall oversee the restoration of our technology, sister. We owe it to our subjects to provide them with a prosperous and secure future." Luna said, determination, accompanied by an edge of sadness etched within her voice.

"Our economy took a hit as well, but with careful planning and resource management, we can rebuild and stabilize it. We must focus on trade and partnerships to aid our recovery." Cadence spoke with optimism.

"I appreciate your optimism, queen Cadence, but Equestria is essentially an enemy of the entire world. True, reconciliation is crucial. But we would need to open channels of communication, offer reparations, and ensure a future where such conflicts can be avoided," Neighsay explained, turning back to the three princesses. "I guarantee you that not a single creature will give them out support."

"You're wrong, Chancellor." Celestia said, causing Neighsay to raise an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?" He asked, Celestia

"Tommorow, in the far west of Equestria. Rarity of house Silvershine will be announced queen, making her the fourth Alicorn of Equestria. The Silvershines aren't our allies, yet, but their army is huge and well-trained."

Chapter End

Conflict of Elohim

by MangaBro

Chapter 1 - Warlords of the World