Heat...a large amount of heat, so hot you feel like your gonna melt inside your armor. That's what being dropped from a Celestia Class battleship in orbit feels like. You do get used to it after about four or five drops, but the rookies always scream inside their helmets. It was funny at first but now now it's gotten annoying.
Maybe I should explain who I am before I continue. I am Sgt. Coriggan of the 501st Galactic Marines, a part of the Equestrian Galactic Navy. I help keep the peace in Equestrian controlled space just like my comrades.
Now i know you heard the word 'Equestrian' so you think I'm a pony. Well, you're wrong. I'm half pony, half human. I don't have wings, or a horn, or any other pony features. I'm just a regular looking human. Well, half human. But nevermind that.
I was born 2482. The year now is 2505. I'm 25 years old. I'm older than the Galactic Navy, wich was created in 2498, after we where attacked by the Chaos Empire, a collection of advanced and savage beings, that ravaged our first colonies in 2495.
After they attacked our homes in space, they came to Equestria and Earth in 2498, and tried to enslave both Pony and Humankind. While the ponies hid because they didn't want war, humanity fought back. Billions of us fell in the battles that followed, and eventually the ponies aided in our cause. We drove the invaders off our worlds, but at a high cost. After the war was over there was only half a million humans left.
I lost all my family at the hands of Chaos, so I joined the Marines as soon as they were created. The Marine's job was to take the fight to the Empire, and to make them pay.
I am Connor Corrigan of the Equestrian Space Marines. I have survived 147 drops into Chaos controlled planets. I have killed hundreds of Chaos Legionnaires. I have lost countless friends in battles across countless systems.
I am the bane of chaos.
I am a survivor.
