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Prolouge

Months ago; Xylvania

It had been a long, hard battle for the fate of the world. Earlier that day, the Alliance of Nations had advanced on the Crater Of The Sun, led by Colonel Austin of the Western Frontier. Their mission was to destroy the Cenotaph, an ancient relic that gave life to the once dead Iron Legion. The Legion, led by the former Xylvanian, Countess Ingrid, fought them for every inch. The undead seemed innumerable. That is, until a heavy tank found a span guarded only by rifle grunts and anti-air veterans. Surging forward into the Crater, it began to shell the Cenotaph. However, it was soon surrounded by the Legion.

“Fire again, commander!” Austin shouted into the radio. “The Cenotaph can’t take much more!”

The tank pilot rolled his eyes, as if to say, “I knew that already, Colonel. I intended to destroy this thing with or without your orders.” With a simple, “Yes, Sir,” he then pressed the big red button labeled “fire”, sending a pair of shells rocketing toward the large structure. Upon collision with the Cenotaph, they exploded, taking the unholy monument with them. As the power from the Cenotaph ceased to flow, the Legion fell, much to the pilot’s relief. The Frontier had lost many good men that day, but he and his crew had survived to fight another day. Outside of the Crater Of The Sun, the other survivors of the battle rejoiced, as the greatest evil to walk the world in hundreds of years had finally been vanquished, once and for all.

However, none knew the true extent of the repercussions of destroying the Cenotaph. Hundreds of miles away, in the ocean between the Tundran Territories and the Dune Sea, a small hole in the fabric of space-time opened. Fortunately, it was no bigger than a pinhole, and quite stable. Days later, the Frontier and its allies flew fairly close to the hole on their way home, after their victory over the Xylvanian army, yet it was passed unnoticed.

One week ago; Northern Tundra

“Wow.” General Herman whistled. “That sure was some blast. Did everybody make it out ok?”

Empress Lei-Qo of the Solar Empire did a quick head count. “It seems that all commanding officers are alright. However, I cannot be sure how many troops escaped the explosion.”

“Hopefully the Kaiser can be counted among the fallen,” the Tundran commander, Marshal Nova, said.

All around the commanders, their troops rejoiced once again. In less than two years, they had defeated the Xylvanians not once, but twice. They had fought on the beaches; they had fought in the fields. They had never surrendered, and they had emerged victorious. But it was not without a cost.

Kaiser Vlad had activated the ancient super-weapon, the Staff of Qa-len, calling down a beam of pure energy from a solar powered satellite resting high above the world. The resulting explosion had created a large crater, miles in radius. Unbeknownst to the Alliance, the Kaiser and his most loyal underling, Kommander Ubel, had escaped to the bottom of the crevice that the Staff had been hidden in. While they would be no threat to the world for a while, Vlad’s dream of revenge still burned bright.

However, that was not a concern for the Alliance. There was a parade to be had in Gorgisburg.

Of course, all the energy from the orbital strike had to go somewhere. While most of the world would receive powerful storms and high temperatures, a small area remained normal. It was, of course, centered on the dimensional tear, which absorbed any energy in excess of the amount nearby when it had been created. Over the next few days, the hole absorbed much more energy than could be dissipated, and it became unstable. It was just one large push away from creating chaos unimagined by the human race.

Thirty minutes ago; Equestria

“Speaking of chaos, hi Discord!” Pinkie Pie shouted.

The draqueonus blinked. He assumed that there was a perfectly rational explanation to the party pony’s outburst, but for the life of him, he couldn’t figure it out. She hadn’t been talking to anypony else, and she hadn’t said anything until then, so nothing there made sense. Then again, what fun is there in making sense? He decided to just roll with it.

“Hello, Pinkie,” he said. “How was your trip to the Crystal Empire?”

“Oh, it was amazing,” Pinkie said. As she started to ramble about the recent trip, during which she and her friends had secured the position of “Host of the Equestrian Games” for the Crystal Empire, Discord realized he had made a mistake. True to form, Pinkie had remembered every single detail about her time in the Crystal Empire. Fortunately, her speech was at least exciting, as opposed to the occasional lecture that Celestia gave him. Those could last hours, and pretty much always included the same set of phrases: “Discord, are you even listening to me? Hey! Wake up!” He chuckled.

When Pinkie was finished, Discord said, “Well, it sounds like you had a wonderful time. I wish I had been there to witness all the fun.” Checking the position of the sun, he added, “And I wish I could stay here longer, too. Unfortunately, Celestia expects me back in Canterlot by sunset. Farewell, and say hi to the others for me.”

“Wait!” Pinkie shouted, rummaging through her saddlebags. “I brought you something.” She pulled out a cookie with a frosting flugelhorn.

“A gift? For me?” Discord asked, taking the cookie. He then turned the frosting into a real flugelhorn. “That is so thoughtful. How did you know the flugelhorn is my favorite instrument?” He took a bite of the cookie. “And this is delicious,” he added. “Who knew eating real food like a normal pony could be so satisfying? Thank you, Pinkie. However, I really must go now.”

As he flew away, Discord couldn’t help but look at the instrument in his paw. “I know there’s a reason I haven’t used one of these in millennia. I can’t remember why, though. Hmm.” Slowing down, he brought it up to his lips and blew through it.

As a rift appeared in the sky and engulfed Equestria, Discord couldn’t help but say, “Oh, that’s why.”

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