This story is a sequel to Emerald Eyes

[Not really a sequel. But why not?]

She did some stuff in the forest.

Well... That we think she did. We are not sure. Nobody noticed the epic fail.

Being a connoisseur of failures, Trazyn the Infinite sought Chrysalis.

Orikan laughs.

This story is a sequel to Entrenchment

The 38th Company brought many strange and novel things to Equestria.
Technology beyond Canterlot's wildest fantasies. Horrors beyond its bloodiest nightmares.
War, strife, blight, and the dominion of monstrous gods long hidden from the eyes of Equestria's innocent populace.

But the planet known as Centaur III knew the touch of dark magics and evil cults long before the Iron Warriors took their first step upon its soil and constructed their blasphemous idols.
The plot to plunge the world into darkness left many wounds and ancient grudges to fester.
The story of the thestrals, the bat-winged soldiers of the Lunar Guard, is one of misery, bitterness, and betrayal. Their history is little more than desperate quests for power and anticlimactic failures, all mere footnotes now as the survivors quietly return to service under their humbled, purified Princess.

Alas, some scars do not heal.
You reap what you sow.

(Dark humor warning; limited grimdark themes)
(Cover art by MagicStarFriends)

“The ultimate fate of the Salamanders' Primarch is a matter of much conjecture, for he disappeared many years after the Horus Heresy. Some sources state that Vulkan led his Chapter for three entire millennia before he departed on some mission he never declared to the Imperium at large, though scant evidence of any of his deeds throughout that age remain. The tale is made all the more mysterious by the fact that Vulkan appeared to have left behind him a text, called the Tome of Fire, within which is locked the nature and location of nine artefacts the Primarch willed to his Chapter. It said that over one thousand standard years after the events of the Horus Heresy, Vulkan hid these nine artefacts around the galaxy for his Chapter to find, as a test to see if they were worthy of his leadership. Of these nine relics, five have been recovered, three of which, the Spear of Vulkan, Kesare's Mantle and the Gauntlet of the Forge, are wielded by the Chapter's Forgefather, Vulkan He’stan. Two, the Chalice of Fire and the Eye of Vulkan, remain on the Nocturnean moon of Prometheus in the Chapter’s fortress-monastery, while the last four artefacts, the Engine of Woes, the Obsidian Chariot, the Unbound Flame and the Song of Entropy, have yet to be discovered. The Tome of Fire claims that only when all of these artefacts are recovered by the Forgefather of the Salamanders, as five now have been, will Vulkan judge the Salamanders sufficiently tempered to have passed the ultimate contest. Then, so the legend states, he shall return to lead the Salamanders in the final war against the enemies of Humanity in accordance with the prophecies written within the Chapter's most sacred tome.”

Hope is the first step on the road to disappointment. The universe is full of hope, as it is with despair.

Far too often will the desperate fools of the universe lay their hands upon the key to their salvation...only to have it snatched away.

So when Ahzek Ahriman of the Thousand Sons encounters such salvation, he does respond with hope, but with determination. He will restore his lost brothers, he will right his ancient wrongs, and he cut down anyone who dares to stand in his way.

This story is a sequel to Equestria, the Infinite, and the Divine

Note: Technically it is a sequel to the other two stories but I am sure it does not need the others to stand with.

Cadance goes to Griffonstone to finalize a trade deal; Shining Armor follows her.

Trazyn abducts her and Armor (for respect) for a quick talk before leaving for good from that cursed rock.

But he did not leave before asking one last question.

One. Last. Jest.

(Because why not, eh?)

Lug wasn't the smartest. He knew that. And he was fine with that. As long as he had a club to swing or a ripper gun to fire, he was content, and there wasn't much thought needed beyond that.

And like many other Ogryn, he was content to serve the Imperium and it's interests until he died.

Until one fateful space skirmish with the forces of chaos, a drop-pod sent him careening through the warp, and soon after, into the Land of Equestria.

A world made up entirely of xenos, most of whom were small, fluffy, and colorful!

Lug likes it here already.

[Inspired by Warrior Tier's 'Ogryn Story' video.]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5oNpb0dLNhE

This story is a sequel to The Sun, the Infinite, and the Divine.

Trazyn the Infinite and Orikan the Diviner are back in Equestria. That time, however, Orikan is frustrated. The poor thing is lost in the comprehension of what has happened to the time thingy after Starlight's bizarre adventure with Twilight... and Spike. Yeah... him... Forgot about our little fella.

Anyways, in brief: Orikan is confused about the wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey stuff caused by magic, and everyone of importance is told about our bombastic duo.

Trazyn and Orikan found themselves stranded in Equestria. Wanting to learn more about that place's hidden history, Trazyn sought Celestia for a talk.

Going to the appropriately named Boring Fields, south of Canterlot, Celestia will discover a slither of the horrors of a foreign - and thankfully separated - universe.

I do not own MLP, Warhammer 40k, Break Blade, Knights and Magic, or Battletech
Hasbro, Games Workshop, Eight Bit studios, IG Productions, Catalyst Labs owns the series within the story!

Technology. It is the thing of convenience and power built by humans. With it they can change the shape and fate of worlds. With technology, anyone can achieve greatness. 

So when mankind's technology from different realities were dropped onto the world of Equestria, who knows what could happen? A queen who grew up surrounded by metal and knowledge will have to unite her fractured species to stand against the Griffons and the Ponies, but perhaps also a far more serious threat in the future. 

As they say, Fate is what you make of it. 

That and it would be so much easier if the other Changeling Queens just... agreed on something other than 'look a pony! FOOD!' mindset. 

WAAAAAAAGGGGHHH!!!!!!!

the guttural cry to war bellowed from the throats of greenskins, or rather the threat of an unsuspecting greenskin fan, Jacob smith now grimgor ironhide via the machinations of merchants and the gods Mork and Gork (or Gork and Mork?), it is holy duty to fulfill the will of the greenskins gods, to unleash a WAAAGH of a scale unmatched, the planet equiss trembles in fear of its new war hungry natives

(Authors note: For those wandering, this is fantasy greenskins not 40k orks, just clearing that up)