Twilight Sparkle Dies in Lava

by payasofobia

Rating: teen
Tags: Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Alternate Universe, Comedy, Adventure, Crossover, Human, Main 6
Length: 10512

What the hell is going on?!

One day, a Lava Portal appears and kills Twilight Sparkle, while a bear mangles Fluttershy. Then Deathstroke the Exterminator challenges Rarity and Pinkie Pie to a duel!

Equestria goes to war, when they are defeated by Batman and then a mysterious cloaked figure says "It begins!". Ominous! Then Pinkie Pie fights and kills the multiverse, including death, which unleashes madness into the world! Fluttershy comes back, then disappears? And Tony Stark is drunk!

Now the Space Marines invade. Can Sanger Zonvolt, Dante the Demon Hunter and Kuroki Tomoko stop the apocalypse?

Published 2014-05-15 01:20:08 UTC
Last updated 2014-06-25 22:09:00 UTC

It's in the Title

Twilight's Library.
10:12 PM

Twilight Sparkle is reading a book in her library when the floor splits, revealing a fiery maw of death and lava. She falls. It takes a few excruciating seconds for the lava to toast the cute, flailing, lavender pony.

Her only thoughts: "Dang, I should get laid just about now."

And so, Twilight's saga came to an end. But all is not lost. A pony, on the other side of town, a kind one, the kindest of them all in fact, is feeding her pet bear when..

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"*crack*.

Whoops. Seems Mr. Bearyhugs was hungry. Don't feed a bear NEXT time, Fluttershy! If it's any consolation, dear reader, Bearyhugs didn't leave much behind. He wipes his mouth, the educated fella, and buries what remains of the yellow pony.

WHY, OH WHY, COULD THIS HAPPEN?!

Twilight is dead! Cutie Flutt is dead! EVERYONE IMPORTANT IS DEAD OH GOD! Two of the bearers of the symbols of light, in seemingly unrelated incidents! What would Pinkie say!

"I'd say "FUCK MY LIFE"!"answers the always helpful pony.

Well, let's just say this was not a mere accident. There was someone behind it. An evil hand rises from the pool of lava. It is: Deathstroke?

"At last, I'm free from my prison!" yells the ecstatic assassin. "Now I shall conquer Earth!"

The one-eyed monster himself, with his army of Deathstroke-bots in tow, has arrived in Equestria! He brings nothing but death to the ponies!

"But sir, my sensors indicate that this is not Earth!" remarks Terra, that blond woman.

"How could this not be Earth! My plans are flawless! Flawless I sa-" But a swift strike to the chin keeps him from finishing that sentence. Spike the Dragon had arrived, ready for battle!

"Deathstroke, your plan lies bare! Give up, your evil shall never reach Equestria!"

"Oh, but Spike, do you not get it? I already reached Equestria!"

"Curse you, Deathstroke!" Spike jumps at him, but the Assassin is prepared this time. With one swift blow of his Bo staff, he sends the little dragon flying across the room. Spike strikes the wall with enough force to blow up the entire fucking library and everything within. Even Terra and the deathstroke-bots

"AIIIIIIEEEEEEE!" screams a dying Terra as her skin melts and separates from the bones.

"Agh, the violence! You have foiled my attempt at violence!" yelps the dragons from within the smoldering crater where a library once stood.

"You are too weak to face me in combat, dragon. Only one who is pure of heart can defeat Deathstroke."

"That you say now, but your army, you destroyed your army in the process! I have won!"

"No Spike." Deathstroke forces his foot above the dragon's head. "You die." Then crushes it. Spike the Dragon is dead.

Ponyville
10:15 PM

"No!" A scream!

"Help!" Another one!

All of Ponyville screams hopelessly, in fear of the horrifying, bipedal, murdering creature which arrived in a deadly lava crater.

"Run away! RUN MORTALS! Deathstroke walks among you! All you can do is cower in fear!"

And the ponies agree.

Except one. From between the crowd, it stands in defiance. White coat, the purplest purple hair you've ever seen.

"Huh, do I see a brave one?!" mutters Deathstroke.

"Indeed, you do, fiend! It is I, Ra-" *BANG*

Rarity is dead.

"FUCK MY LIFE!" says the helpful pink pony.

ON THE NEXT SCENE OF PONIES VS DC COMICS:

Pinkie Pie fights Deathstroke to the death!

Pinkie Pie, tears in her eyes, does not believe the sights beyond.

"I do not believe it!" Says the pony who can not believe her sight. "You murdered my friend in cold blood..."

"And I shall murder you in cold blood as well, if you stand in my way..." says Deathstroke.

"No! It shall be you who will suffer such a horrifying fate, monster!" Pinkie jumps at him!

"Then you shall die like the rest!" Deathstroke braces himself.

But the Pony is too fast. As soon as it reaches Deathstroke, the pony nimbly twists her own clavicle, and jumps above the assassin.

"OW, MY CLAVICLE!" The pony yelps and falls, defeated.

"You are not worth killing, weakling!" Deathstroke mocks her. "Come back when you can twist your clavicle like this!" The assassin twists his clavicle in a decidedly unnatural position.

"OW, MY CLAVICLE!" The assassin yelps and falls, dead.

And so, Pinkie Pie was victorious. She walks away...

But she does not see the assassin's clavicle healing itself....

The War

War Room
Location Unknown
10:53 PM.

"Impossible. Absolutely impossible." The only words to come out of the Night Princess' mouth. The only words to come from the meeting since it began.

"With all due regret, It is as I said, my Princess: 3 of the Bearers are dead. Princess Twilight is among them." The full weight of the statement falls to all those present.

Celestia can do nothing, No amount of experience and royal courtesies can hold back the tears. The Princess of the Sun is crying. She cries for the death of her apprentice, for the death of her friend. But, worst of all, the death of Equestria.

"Outrageous! Death of a Princess? Murder of a Princess? This deserves retribution, foul and unhinged!" demands Luna! "Bring me the head of the beast!"

"That's another matter entirely, my princess. It was no mere beast. It was....MAN!"

MAN! The foulest of beasts, eternal rivals to Equestria! The room's solemn silence is shattered in a storm of screams, horror and rage! Sanity slips away from the room!

"Perdition!"

"By the gods, what will become of us?!"

"The End! It comes!"

Celestia knew this would happen, it was just a matter of when. The moment is now.

"The MAN called himself Deathstroke, he brought robots and blonde women!"

"Blondes! Truly, the end is nigh!"

"Whatever shall we do!"

"Save us from this suffering, o sweet oblivion!"

All the while, the Night's attempts at rousing fell upon panicky ears.

At this sorry sight, Celestia forced strength upon herself. Equestria needs a princess, not a sniveling foal.

"SILENCE YOU FOOLS!"

They listened.

"Look at your fearful faces! Truly, a pathetic sight. But I expected as much from foal-lovers..."

They listened.

"Do you not see? This is the moment of vengeance. MAN has mocked us with it's existence since time immemorial. Their flat faces, hair everywhere, their deformed women and body odor. They are an affront to all that is good in this universe."

They listened.

"Now...they grant us the keys to their own destruction!" From the windows she points at ponyville "In that place lies the answer. That is the key to victory, where we launch our attack on the hapless mortals. They show their weakness! Runner!"

The messenger is taken aback by the princess!

"Tell me, did the monster not die by the hands of one of our heroes?"

The messenger nods "That is true, my lady. Pinkie Pie, one of our champions, slay the beast in mortal combat!"

"Behold! The dreaded shows dread! Listen and listen well: Equestria will teach MAN the meaning of fear, the meaning of being hunted. Generals! Equestria walks to war tomorrow! And we! Will! Be! Victorious!"

And the room applauded, for Equestria would prevail.

The Next Day.
Ponyville.
12:00

War was coming. The sky was dark with pegasi, the roads around and in the kingdom filled with the steps of a million soldiers. All who lived knew that some creature would feel the terror of the Equestrian war machine, yet most didn't know which.

"Is this the portal?" Celestia walked towards the lava.

"It is, my Queen...your dear apprentice's tomb, as well." responded Deathstroke, his clavicle long-healed.

"Silence, wretch!" Deathstroke knew which buttons to push. "Lest you suffer as she did!"

"Relax, my Queen! My only desire is to atone for my sins." Mockingly.

"And atone you shall!" Celestia flew high into the sky, carrying the assassin with her!

"Behold! MAN!"

And in a simple movement, she released Deathstroke into the world. His armor, his mask. Gone. He lay as naked and vulnerable as he was born. He didn't say anything.

The crowds, however...

"Monster!"
"Is this Tartarus?!"
"No....NO!!!"

"This is the enemy! Fear it! Hate it! Kill it! This is the face of the monsters who took our heroes away from us!"

"Monster!" Chanted the crowd.

"Now do as I shall!" Celestia took her blade.

"What are you doing?!" yelled Deathstroke, but it was too late. He was decapitated.

"And kill a monkey! Bring me the head of each and every one you find! The more heads you bring, the more glory! The more freedom and riches in death!"

"Equestria!!!"
"Equestria!!!"
"Equestria!!!"
"Equestria!!!"

"Now follow my sister!"

And, in a blinding light, the vanguard marched, lead by Luna.

But she does not see the assassin's neck healing itself....

Gotham City
Ace Chemical's.
9:33

Tony the Tiger always found pride in his work. Simple robberies, some trafficking. Then Batman threw him on a vat of acid.

Tony the Tiger is dead.

Above him was Batman, wielding his trusty Bat-Pistol, which delivered brutal justice to evil wherever it lie.

He enjoyed the pain he inflicted on the depraved criminals of Gotham City, and Tony's death was no exception. His enjoyment was cut short, however, with a blinding light.

Out came a beast, strange as they can be, a winged and horned horse, all white, wielding a bloody blade.

"MAN! It is I, Lu-"*BANG*

Luna is dead.

"A fitting end for a fitting horse" The Dark Knight muses, hides his pistol and moves away, ignoring the rather large army behind him.

Stupefied. Astounded. They can't find rage or sadness within them, just awe.

"Who are you?" Managed a little, green pegasus.

"I'm Batman."

At these words, a nearby warehouse exploded.

The Joker is dead.

"No, the princess said nothing of both MAN and bats! Curses, this entire war effort is fruitless, retreat!"

But they could not retreat, for their portal bearer had a bad case of dead. And soon they too, shall suffer all the consequences.

In a leap, Batman summoned his Bat-Gatling and shot all the million ponies in front of him, a shower of deadly lead bursting from his 9 meter long gatling shotgun, spreading death and destruction where it aimed.

In one swift strike, Batman had killed 2 ponies.

The rest ganged up on him.

"Bat-Crap!"

Republic City.
Airbending Island.
8:00 AM.

"You heard it here, folks! Pony invasion! Embrace your family, for the sugar-coated apocalypse is upon us!"

"Damn those ponies! They are acting in direct violation of the prime directive!" Korra punched the table in utter disgust.

"It appears they no longer care about-" Tenzin is dead.

The Island is under attack by pegasi! It is now the time for Korra, the greatest Avatar, the protector of the balance, to show these invaders how a real bender fights!

Korra is dead.

Luna is Dead

The Avengers Tower.
13:24

"The vile ponies!"
"The pretty, vile ponies!"
"This is an act of war!"

The entirety of the Avengers League of superheroes was reunited, discussing the matter of pastel-colored horses invading the planet.

"Worry not, my comrades. This will not stand! America will not stand for this!" Said Batman.

"What are you doing here?"

And Batman could respond not, for he was no Avenger.

All this tied up with his tragic past....

Gotham City.
20 years ago.

Bruce Wayne had a comfortable life. Butlers, a mansion, more money than he could ever use. He was born the son of Wayne, a King of America and the Emperor of Gotham. Born to Martha and What's-His-Name Wayne. If there was a thing worth noting about him, though, was his unsettling lack of sympathy and a certain lack of fear. But that's a given when you are not only born to a billionaire, but also when they happen to be the most dangerous crime lords in America and you were expected to inherit the business once papa got killed. There were no peaceful deaths in the family.

"Man, that's not tragic at all. That's kind of awesome." Said the Hulk.

"I'm still richer than you." Said Tony Stark when a bullet penetrated the windows, shattering them as they did the silence.

Tony Stark is dead.

From the windows came the Cyborg Ninjas, blending with the Light. They became one with invisibility, to achieve true stealth. Stealth beyond stealth.

The Avengers tried to defend against the invisible onslaught, yet, one by one, they saw themselves overwhelmed by the cybo-ninjas. It took a hail of cybo-Ninja Stars to finish the job.

Black Widow is dead.
Hawkeye is dead.
Thor is dead.

"No,ninjas, it is the ponies who deserve death, not us!" Batman tried reasoning with them.

But the cyborgs did not listen, for they had no soul.

Ponyville
12:21

"So, do we know if the vanguard was successful? It's been 3 months!" Wonders the honor guard.

"Just be patient! I'm sure my sister will give the signal any moment now." Responds the Sun Princess.

But she shall receive no signal today. Not ever.

She lies in a restless sleep.

"Pinkie. You must transcend mortality!" said a voice.

"But I don't want to transcend!" Returned the pony.

"Then you shall die!" and the voice turned into a dragon? But it was no mere dragon, it was Spike, all grown up!

"You shall become the bearer of hope or I shall force you!"

"Never!" The stubborn Pink Pony retorted.

And so they wrestled for 10 days straight, day and night, not once giving out, neither of them.

Pinkie had to learn her destiny, to accept it, to become the mask. Spike would help.

Inside the Bossom of Insanity.
Detroit.
15:21

A mysterious, cloaked figure stands in the hills. He sees the impending destruction of both MAN! and ponies.

"It begins."

The Original Sin

3 months have passed since the Equestrian invasion of Earth.
Destruction continues as both sides reach deeper levels of depravity and destruction.
The Equestrian armies, numbering in the millions, yet leaderless and cut-off from the rest of Equestria, lead a crusade of vengeance.
MAN has lost it's greatest heroes, it's armies fight a desperate battle for survival, waiting for MIRACLE.

Battlefield: Earth
23:23 PM.

Explosions and the sounds of gunfire. Familiar sounds, but hated. Sanger would silence them.

"Dygenguar, deploying!" And from the mighty black battleship, the Kurogane, a jet-black and crimson Mech, the Dygenguar, had arrived. Ponies surround it. Their mistake.

In one decisive movement, the Dygenguar fired it's shoulder-mounted General Blaster, decimating the Equestrian warriors around him.

Against the might of the Dygenguar the ponies were powerless.

But a pony's will is a magnificent thing. "Attack Harder!" screamed the pony captain. And the ponies did so by crashing head-first into the 54 meter-high, 300-ton mech.

Inside the Kurogane.
23:24 PM

"These ponies demonstrate a strategic genius not seen since the late Domon Kashu's campaign against Master Asia."

Elzam could do nothing but admire the ponies' sheer determination at head-butting the Dygenguar. Many of them had open gashes but they kept striking the titan. Admirable.

"Sir, you should know better than admiring out enemies' battle forms while in battle." A voice resounded from behind him.

Elzam could not care less for such a blatant lack of respect from a subordinate. Elzam shot the fool with his laser eyes...but the man was still alive! He had deflected the death beams with his sword! Elzam was surprised.

"Answer me, who are you?" Elzam asked the mighty warrior.

A black haired youth with a devilish aura responded. "My name is Dante."

As if on cue, the walls of the Kurogane's bridge exploded, revealing it to the world. On top of the wreckage stood a white haired warrior.

"Faker!" Said the new arrival. "You shall perish for this insult!"

"You can't kill me, rat! For I am you and you am me! The death of me is the death of your destiny!" Snidely responded the black-haired demon hunter.

"No, I can change my destiny!" And they fought.

And, as Elzam looked on, one thought entered his mind.

"Damn. Who's going to pay for this?"

Inside Pinkie Pie's Mind

Pinkie Pie was conflicted. She was a pony that knew her place. That was the place of servitude. To the crown, to princess and country. She had sacrificed everything for them...but now, in the border between life and death, she questioned her motives.

"What's the point of living without a clavicle?"

She was right. Living beings without clavicles weren't truly alive. They would never know the happiness of shoulder support, the hardness of that part between your neck and shoulder. She was a cursed, clavicle-less monster.

"You are such a sorry sight." From the shadows, came a voice. A familiar one.

It was Weird Al. The man had been standing there for weeks, and Pinkie realized just now.

"You wouldn't understand, Al. You have a clavicle. You are whole. I am not." Said Pinkie.

"And that is where you are wrong." And Al ripped open his skin, revealing...shock! No clavicle!

Pinkie screamed. She screamed harder than she thought she should. She screamed for the longest seconds, then minutes. She was terrified.

And then Weird Al sang a song of songs while he approached the Pink pony, grinning mad. "This is you Pinkie! This is you!" And he tried to absorb her into his clavicle-void.

The Clavivoid.

"No! I am who I am! I am Pinkamena Diane Pie and I! AM! NOT! A CLAVICLE!"

And in one raging motion of sublime justice, Pinkie unleashed her POWER!

UNLIMITED, UNLEASHED, UNHINGED, ULTIMATE POWER!

The power to change the world, she was as bright as the sun! She would deny her existence. It takes a real person, a real being to achieve perfection in denial.

PINKIE PIE HAD TURNED SUPER SAIYAN.

"No! That's impossible!" The tables had turned! The Clavicle-less monstrosity was defeated before the battle begun! He had no chance against the Super Pony!

"No, my lord! P-please! Forgive me!" But it was too late. Pinkie Pie had no mercy in her heart. Not anymore.

Weird Al would pay.

Explosion.
Ponyville.
23:59

And then Ponyville exploded, the core of the explosion arising from Sugarcube Corner. Thousands died in fire.

And then, from the crater, rose their hero.

Crowds gathered, mouths fell, for they saw Weird Al, defeated, by the hands of Pinkamena Diane Pie, the ascended pony.

"Our hero!"
"She will save us all!"
"Smite them, o mighty smiter!"

A new mission upon her shoulders, the sight of the closed portal, in a gesture, the portal had opened once more. Fire and Brimstone rained across Equestria, murdering millions as the souls of a thousand slain ponies escaped from Tartarus and, in a chorus of the damned chanted:

PINKIEEEEE PIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! SCREMEAD THE WEIRD AL!

A warcry for the ages! Pinkie Pie will make MAN! SUFFER!

Explosion!

Battlefield: Earth

Explosion!

Ominous Clouds of Dark!
The Death King has arrived!
The God brings death and destruction to all who oppose him!

Famine and Desperation!
The Blinding Flash of War!
A land where dreams are all ruled by POWER!

Yet everything that exists! Holds on to the flames!
The flames of hope! The pony of justice is here!
She will show us the folly of existence by killing us all!

By killing us all!!!!!

"I don't give a fuck!" Screams Pinkie Pie as she punches Superman Prime in half.

Superman Prime is dead.

But MAN! It won't give in! A billion portals to worlds beyond open up, all around the Raging Pony!

From them arrive a billion warriors, each more powerful than the last.

From a portal emerges Kenshiro!

"You are dead! Already dead!" and a million warrior's heads explode, unleashing a torrential rain of blood upon the battlefield!

Soma Cruz is dead!
Koji Kabuto is dead!
Cole Mcgrath is dead!
Megaman.EXE is dead!

Kenshiro begins the battle with a flaming kick, but Pinkie Pie blocks it with one hoof, releasing a shockwave that implodes a hunder warrior guts, splattering into the red-hot faces of other hundred warriors who are too lost in the rage of the battle to say anything!

Shiro Emiya is dead!
Kyosuke Nanbu is dead!
Dick Grayson is dead!

"AAAAAAAAH! You will pay for this you pony!" Screams Kenshiro!

"No you!" With wit, the pony responds.

And they fight on! Pinkie Pie delivers a Hundred Crack Leg Stomps upon Kenshiro, who nimbly dodges with the Finger Death Technique! Each blow faster than light, enough speed to light the air around them on fire!

Hundreds of thousands of warriors melt, their forms deforming into puddles of man-meat!

Mr. Incredible is dead!
Jack Sparrow is dead!

"No, we are outmatched!" Wail the warriors, but it's too late to go back home! The battle is joined.

Pinkie Pie grabs a million warriors and delivers a Spinning, Airborne Piledriver into Kenshiro. The blow is such that the planet's core cracks open in half, releasing debris and corpses into the stratosphere, all burning to ash.

And the blow was powerful enough to send Kenshiro flying into, through and beyond the other side of the planet. And Pinkie Follows. She grabs him, then delivers and inverted, Chinese Piledriver on Kenshiro, striking the other side of the planet and making a crater out of Earth. No planet remains. Only floating corpses and dirt.

Everyone is dead.

But Kenshiro lives on! He is released from the deadly grasp and delivers a Counter. The counter cracks open Pinkie Pie's skull, jettisoning her Gray Matter, scattering it into the stars.

Pinkie Pie is Dead.

But death means nothing to her.

Death is dead.

She withstands the blow, reverses the Kinetic Causality rules and strikes Kenshiro with his own Fist, which is still stick inside Pinkie's Head! The cracking of bones, releasing marrow into the world! And, in another precise strike, Pinkie Pie punches the Martial Artist, breaking all of the bones, and delivers yet another one, breaking everything else.

Kenshiro laughs.

"You fight well, pony. What brings one such a you to Middle Earth?" Asks the Martial Artist.

"Middle Earth?! Is this not Earth alone?!" The pony asks, confused.

"Earth? Hahaha! Silly pony, you jumped into the wrong Earth!"

And Pinkie Pie felt silly the rest of the day.

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It begins.

The Shy Pony Rises.

Equestria.

Near Fluttershy's cottage.

...................

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A heartbeat.

...................shy................................

...................p...sus...........................

...........fr.....ship................................

A heartbeat.

............Flutters.....! Stop......scared.....

....cute..........furry.............................

......pony............ville..........................

A heartbeat.

...I will always be your.......................

.........harmony................................

....did you see that Flutter....?...........

A heartbeat.

This is the Power....the power of my....

...You are all my........very best.............

....Angel, you are my...animals are my...

Friends.

HEART HEART HEART HEART HEART HEART

HEART HEART HEART HEART HEART HEART

HEART HEART HEART HEART HEART HEART

HEART HEART HEART HEART HEART HEART

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HEARTHEARTHEARTHEARTHEARTHEARTHEART

Beat.

A hoof shoots out from the earth.

The shy pony rises.

Sweet Apple Acres
Dead of the Night.

"Sis...? I'm scared..." Applebloom said in her sister's embrace. Confused.

"This is the end times. Sweet Lord, it's the end." Grumbled Granny Smith to herself. A big house, with it's small residents, turned to a sort of silent chaos. Fear, palpable. Not even strong Big Mac could hide it.

Applejack was afraid, too. On the other side of the front door were her parents. They stood there, silently, watching. Quietly awaiting their family's warm welcome. The door didn't budge.

"What the heck is going on....?" Muttered Applejack.

Bradley's Bar
Manhattan.

Ever since those weird Pastel Horses invaded, business was down. Barely any visits aside from the odd looter or soldier looking for a break from war. The normally bustling bar was now empty. Old Bradley wondered why he didn't leave the place to start somewhere else,

But then old memories flared inside him. Memories of his father and mother, then wife and daughter. Happiness, a few slip ups. A million faces, drunk yet content, even if just for this instant.

Now he remembered. This bar is home.

*SLAM*

The door opened loudly, the solemn silence, broken. It was Tony Stark, better known as Iron Man.

A welcome customer. Bradley always asked himself why a man as rich as him felt attracted for this rather simple bar. Maybe he went here to escape from all the entitled people a life such as his attracted?

Bradley didn't care much, though. He left good tips, attracted good attention and customers. And money. Lots. Easily made up for his moodier moments, as those ended blowing up his bar.

And now? Tony Stark was this week's only customer.

The Hero Prince shambled forward. He donned his armor.

He was completely covered in dirt, strange spots all over, his hair was undone and he gave a rather hobbish vibe. In short, he looked like shit, and he somehow smelt worse.

"Probably drunk out of his mind already." Not surprising. As usual, it was Bradley's job to think for him.

He took the initiative.

"Welcome to Bradley's Bar, Mister Stark. How may I serve you?

......

"Sir?"

No response.

"....uhh...."

"Well, I'm just going to serve the usual and..."

Wait.

Bradley couldn't help but notice how bad Stark's smell really was. It wasn't merely bad, it smelt rotten.

He looked at his customer again, this time in detail.

"Say, is that blood on you, Mister Stark?"

Japan.
In The Middle of Nowhere.

Batman, Bruce Banner and Cap had sailed for days now, looking for survivors.

They avoided combat as much as possible, knowing full well that the magical prowess of the pony menace was, quite simply, too much for the heroes to handle. Not even the Hulk could survive getting instantaneously banished into the sun. They should know. They were sailing right on top of the target of one of those spells.

"We shouldn't be here." Bruce Banner was annoyed. He knew this was a waste of time.

"We need to look for survivors." Answered Batman without so much as looking at Banner.

"The whole place was disintegrated. There's none."

"There are." At this, Banner jumped out from his chair, some people would say he did so in anger if they didn't know better.

"Wayne, this is completely pointless! They are dead, they are all dead! Look at the damn GPS, this....!" He looked all around him. "This is Japan! We haven't seen even a speck of dust in this God-Forsaken place, much less survivors!"

"Banner, are you trying to...?"

"Just give up and admit that you don't know what to do! At least then we can start doing something useful!"

And he was right. Batman was lost. The Avengers were dead. The Justice League vanished without a trace. The Outsiders, the Army. All decimated. What was the point? Even if anyone had survived the explosion, they wouldn't have....

No, he had to keep going. If there was someone out there, even one person, he was waiting for them. He had to go on.

His thoughts were interrupted by ringing.

Survivors on the radio? No, it was a phone.

Bruce Wayne's.

Batman looked intently at the ringing phone.

"....aren't you going to answer?" Asked Banner. "What's the matter with you now?"

"Nothing, just...I don't get called much."

"I'm surprised." Said Banner with a hint of sarcasm. But Banner could see there was a lot more to this call.

Batman answers in a chipper tone. "Sup, Bruce Wayne here.

The voice at the other end freezes him.

What used to be Japan.
On a small boat.

Captain had decided long ago to take the hands-on approach to recon duty. Sitting on a boat and depending on machines to do his job made him antsy, and so, he took a smaller boat and sailed. He needed action.

Not that he received any.

All that greeted him was the sea and the occasional pile of dirt. And he was supposed to be right in the middle of a city. He decided for a better perspective. He jumped into the water, to see if the bottom was any different.

Cap had prided himself in his superior eye-sight. His swimming skills and sight could, at least, be comparable to those of under-water dwellers like Namor. Or so he liked to think. Which made it hard to believe that he saw nothing at all. Or rather, he saw perfectly well. There really was nothing down there. Nothing at all. Just the empty blue.

Except.

At the bottom.

Black shapes. More dirt? He dived towards them.

There was a lot of them. More than that. They were...

People. They were people. A million incinerated bodies, all floating in the open of the sea. They were....reintegrating. Piling up, grabbing each other.

No, they were not floating.

They were moving. All of them. Towards the Captain. He looked at them.

They looked back.

In the Middle of Nowhere.

"..."

"....Wayne? What is it?"

"It's my parents."

No Matter How You Look At It, It's not My Fault I'm a Ghost Now!

Japan.

Busy cities.
Over a 100 000 000 people.
Loneliness in the crowds.
........
........
Ponies?

DEATHRAY!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

What used to be Japan.

Tomoko Kuroki was posting shit in her favorite forums when, all of a sudden, DEATHRAY!

And all went white, then black.

.....

Tomoko wasn't sure what had happened. All she saw around her was black, and a light above.

.....

Was she dead?

.....

She slowly moved her gaze towards her legs.

She was greeted by a clowdy stump where her legs should be.

.....

Welp. She really was dead. She had kicked the bucket. She was picking daisies. This was exactly like one of her Japanese Animes.

......

Well, it wasn't too bad, all things considered. It was painless, she got a new white paint-job all around. She could even fly! She was a typical ghost now, and that was great! And the best part? Knowing that there really actually was some sort life after death!

A sudden bout of curious anxiousness took over her. What was she going to do now? Where to? Is there a heaven? Will she become a Shinigami, like so many of her favorite characters did?

What does a ghost eat?

Can she stay around and pull off pranks on bystanders? Can they see her?

......

...could they see her if she entered the boy's showers?

......

Was she truly immortal now?

Even an eternity doing nothing but loafing around in exciting places seemed inviting. Death had opened many doors for her.

And just in time! Life was boring. A boring house, a boring family, a boring school. Everything around her was empty and pointless.

In all honesty, she wasn't expecting to do much with life. After all, it seemed to have pulled a cruel joke on her.

She had no friends at all. While she still enjoyed her comics and light novels and video games, her middle school companions had grown up, they moved on to more important stuff, like boyfriends and parties, studying hard to get to a better school, and as they did, little by little, they moved away. High School was just the last nail. Most of her friends left to other, more prestigious schools and the ones who didn't changed class-rooms and surrounded themselves in new friends. And so, they left her all alone....

What a bunch of pigs! Traitorous, dumb pigs!

And her family? Being around them made her feel lonelier, somehow. Her brother was, in simple words, an insensitive douche. Mother was always nagging at something, and that something was usually her. And Father? Completely inconsequential to her life, besides the paychecks. She never saw him. He was always the first to wake up and the last to arrive home, always late.

Her family could disappear any day now and she wouldn't care. Well, except for dad's money.

As for her own future? Bleak and hopeless. Mediocre grades grades all around, and there was no sign of improving. These had barred her from entering a better school. And then her mediocre disposition doomed her from everything else. She had no artistic talent at all, which she found funny, as she enjoyed other people's art so much.

She tried her hand at sports, but she quickly realized that the only body part it energized was her guts, resulting in diarrhea.

She tried writing fan-fiction, yet everyone screamed Mary-Sue as soon as she hit the Publish button.

And worst of all? She was terrible at video games even though she spent 30% of her days playing one. There were no tournament victories for her in the future.

All she was good for was at consuming. Making some slob richer by buying a million products. Oh yeah, she was good at that. Her shelves could easily contain over a thousand dollars in trinkets, books and figurines in the likeness of the cutest boy she had a crush for in one show or another. Her only talent was her deep pockets.

Well, in short, life was boring.

Still, some may wonder what was so bad about all that. After all, life isn't exactly exciting for most people, she lived just like many do. Nothing wrong with that.

That would be true anywhere else except on this Earth. To put in on perspective, one of her classmates piloted a giant robot, the other was a confessed mass murderer/serial killer, another one was a demonic mage, and some other guy could kill you with a bottle-cap.

The cruel joke was that she was a boring person in a world of fantasy. Everyone around her had the darnedest adventures while she sat at home, playing video games. Life had given her no opportunities, life was so unfair to her...

Emphasis on was.

Who cared about all that now? Really. Death was so inviting! The drama! The adventure! The sweet rewards of heaven! She giddily wonders what sorts of charming troubles she would get into from now on....she jets towards....wherever the hell she was going!

.......

And, there they were, a Ghostly Super Robot Pilot, a spectral mass murderer/serial killer, a spiritual Demon-Mage and a Wisp that could kill 5 men with one Bottle-Cap.

She was a ghost now. A ghost smack-dab in the middle of a bunch of other, way more interesting ghosts. A crowd of super ghosts. The entirety of Japan had died.

......

"I think I'm just going to find me a nice chair to sit."

And so, the glorious quest for a chair began!

The Apocalypse! The Space Marines Jump into the Fray!

Outer Space.
The Litany of Fury!

A single Captain, the Captain of the first company! A one-man Vanguard of Death and Destruction! He stands tall among his peers!

In Red, Black and Tan, he is clad!

He shouts!

"Space Marines!!!"

He is surrounded by his ecstatic peers!

"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

A thousand Space Warriors respond, in awe!

"SPAAAAAACE MAARRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINEES!!!"

The Captain shouts back!

"WE SHALL STAB LIFE BY THE BALLS!!!!"

With unrelenting force, he shouts again!

"We are the Space Marines!!!"

The crowd screams in ecstasy and battle fury! Hate swelling on their hearts!

"Yesssssss!!!!! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAHHHHHHH! OH YES YES OH YEAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"

And the Captain shouts at them with unlimited POWWWEEEEEER!!!

"We are the Space Marines!!"

"YES!"

"Cause we fight!"

"YESSSS!!!"

"We fight....!"

"OH EMPEROR, YESSSSS!!!!"

"IN SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

And all the Space Marines of the secretive Blood Ravens chapter jump out of their ship, away from space and into the blue Earth below!

"SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Battlefield: Earth
Space Battleship Kurogane.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Zk5oFlP0Wg

"Damn!"

All his years on the battlefield had never prepared him for the sight that met his eyes.

Sanger Zonvolt, the Sword that Cleaves Evil, was fighting an army of the dead.

It all began suddenly and without fanfare.

Corpses littered the earth, as far as the eye could see. The survivors fighting harder among their dead, both ponies and humans, fighting to avenge the fallen w it some joining them in their eternal slumber.

All was as it was meant to be in the war-torn landscape of Earth, the familiar landscape of war.

Then, the dead rose. In unison, with sinister will, a thousand corpses stood from their resting place, as if awoken from sleep. Some immobile, some were twitching, some were twisted.

It took the surviving soldiers a few seconds to realize that the landscape had changed. Enemies, slain before, met their killers once again. Friends met friends, but no warm exuded from either.

Then the wailing began. In unison once more, the Risen yelled out at the heavens! A symphony of hate and desperation, the world was the audience.

It didn't take long for the living to respond with their own songs of fear.

"It was purple prose at it's finest!"

"Man, what a mouthful!"

"Sanger, shut up and get to the point already!" Elzam was pissed.

"Fine, geez! The dead came back, the ponies screamed like girls, I screamed like girls, then the zombies screamed like girls. Content?"

"Don't forget some combined into a bunch of gigantic monsters, all bent on consuming us, the hapless living." Added Dante, always helpful.

"I like bananas." Added Donté, always special.

And that takes us to the here, and now.

The Sanger Zonvolt, the Sword that Cleaves Evil.

Dante, the Demon Hunter.

Donté, the Demon Killer.

And Elzam, some Space Battleship.

Surrounded by about 1 021 279 zombies and 293 Death-Colossi.

It was going to be a long afternoon for everyone involved.

Battlefield: Earth
The Pony Encampment

This was unnatural. They were all dead, now they weren't.

No. They were still dead, just moving. Moving corpses.

"Guess I've yet to see everything life has to offer."

General Huge-Strong watched the bloody battle from afar. The undead hordes spread as far as the eye could see, sometimes broken up by particularly large creatures in their midst. Humans and ponies both.

"They fought in life, yet now they unite in death." The General couldn't help but appreciate the irony. Oh, the irony. The bitter irony. If Irony had a name, it would be Battlefield: Earth. How did the chicken cross the road? By Irony.

That's the joke.

......

But your average soldier did not share his poetic thoughts. Allies had turned on allies. Friends you thought lost came back, and any sense of relief disappeared when they saw their eyes. Mad rage, a single-minded desire to rip limps and shred skin. Watching your former friends charge at you, insane, was disheartening.

Morale had dropped, to say the least. And this event did nothing but compound an already hopeless situation.

The Great Invasion had barely started when their Princess of the Moon, Luna, died at the hands of the Bat-Man. With her death, the gates back to Equestria could not open. And so, they were trapped in a strange land, surrounded by a vile race that wished them death and no way of coming back or receiving help.

All this time, they charged forward, sharing death to the humans and awaiting a most glorious end. The army, resigned to it's fate, would go out like men.

But war has a way of eroding such naive thoughts. As the war trudged on, bravado gave way to fatigue, and fatigue turned to despair.

In short notice, the soldiers wanted home. They wanted to see their families, sit on the table and eat their wives.

I mean delicious food, not their wives. That's perverted.

.....

But the painful reminder of a glorious death dashed any such hopes.

The sweet smell of human blood did nothing to dispel the uncomfortable thoughts.

At that point, General Huge-Strong could barely maintain an effective fighting force, and struggled to rally the troops to the cause.

And then, at it's worst, the dead came back.

Despair had turned into Chaos.

The Equestrian Army, once proud and strong, was waiting for MIRACLE and-"DID SOMEONE SAY CHAOS?!"

.......aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE!!!!!!!

The Space Marines bring righteous retribution to the enemies of the Imperium!

Like fell stars, they descend upon their foes and, in a fiery explosion, they strike the earth, unleashing a crater of Ultra-Volcanic proportions!

A thousand ponies die in explosion, a thousand more in the shock wave! The ponies die again and again as the Angels of Death rip and tear, gut and smash the pastel horses!

"SPACE MAAAARIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!!!!!!"

General Huge-Strong watched the bloody battle from afar. A bunch of creeps in bulky armor kill his ponies, completely ignoring the undead.

"Fuck me."

Author's Note

That was not a typo. Elzam really is a Space Battleship. Think of it as a Space Battleship riding a Space Battleship.

God or Demon? Mazinkaiser Seeks Revenge!

What used to be Japan.
Somewhere.

One right turn,

A left one.....

.....a straight one?

She sure as hell wasn't sure where she was. All she saw was ghosts, and beyond them, the empty sea.

It had to be a powerful weapon. She couldn't make out a single building. Hell, she couldn't even see the ground!

Everything had disappeared, swallowed by the water. Everything around her....

As she went, she couldn't help but be distracted by the strange, gruesome sights around her.

She should have payed more attention.

"Augh!" Tomoko crashed into something large and hard. The last problem she expected a ghost to run into.

"Oh. A human, and a young one at that." The figure turned around, now paying full attention to the ghost who just collided with him.

"Ow..." Tomoko caressed her head."I....my---m--my mist-"

Tomoko wasn't known for dealing properly with social situations. That is, positive ones. Now she had crashed into someone. She was completely lost.

Tomoko was just about ready to run away, whimpering away from the stranger. "I-I-just.." She looked at him.

"!!!!!!!!!"

She saw his... it's face. Discolored skin, grayish. Spiky hair. Bulging, yellow eyes. The monster was entirely dressed in black. But most terrifying of all, it's grin. Sharp teeth, left to right, like daggers. It exuded viciousness.

If Tomoko had wanted to run away before, now she wanted to disappear entirely.

She wasted no time and all and ran away, faster than she had ever ran in her life.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooo............!!!!!!!!!!!"

"....." The Death God was left alone.

".....Humans are such strange creatures."

It was all a blur, a mix of a thousand colors. Spectres, more strange figures, the blue, then black of the sea. Some falling steel, sinking boats. She ran with no clear direction. It did not matter where she went, she just wanted to get as far away from the creature as she could.

And before she knew it, she had reached the bottom of the sea.

This place wasn't as empty as the places before..

She could see what little managed to survive the destruction of her country, at the very bottom. That which did't disappear sunk into the depths of the ocea.

It wasn't much, though. Just bizarre, bent shapes, debris, more dirt, some robots....

....

"Robots?"

She looked more closely.

On closer inspection, she could see only one robot. The others were way too damaged to be called anything more than scrap metal at this point.

She moved even closer, towards the only intact robot.

........

"Gah!"

Tomoko was paralyzed. From the ground beneath her, rose some incinerated bodies....and soon, so did their lost spirits.

"Death all around us!"

"This is the End!"

"Please, save us!"

They moved in circles, repeating somewhat depressing mantras. While their late bodies floated in place, kicking up dirt as the currents moved them.

It was absolutely horrifying for Tomoko, yet she looked on, wary of the ghosts, expecting the worst.

But they never did anything more than that. Doom and Gloom, all around. They weren't going to attack, at least....

...............

Tomoko decided she had wasted enough time as it was, and quietly moved away from them, still trying a little bit to avoid their attention.

But her real objective was the robot, she came even closer to it.

And as she did, the robot's identity became obvious.

"Mazinger?"

There was no mistake about it.

Black and white and red, some dark blue.

Rounded, lanky. A "V" shaped insignia on it's chest.

Rather large fists, she knew their purpose very well.

"Rocket Punch, huh?"

Steel grates over it's mouth. Or was that it's mouth? She wondered if it could open it. She imagined it, the results were unsettling. Appropriately demonic.

But the most significant part, for her, was the head. Or rather, a big hole right at the top of it. It was large enough to fit something. What it was? She didn't know.

"You got hit badly, didn't you, Mazinger...?"

For a moment, she had expected it to respond....

And so, she stood there, admiring the fallen titan.

Middle Earth.
Pinkie Pie kills the Multiverse.

"I don't give a fuck!"

Superman Prime is Dead!

"No! We must do battle!"

Koji Kabuto is Dead!

EXPLOSIONS!

Everyone is Dead!

"MY BRAIN!"

What used to be Japan.
Bottom of the Sea.

"I refuse to do this." Said Ryuk, plainly. "Too much work makes me a sad death god."

"Just shut up and sort them out, already! It's not like this is any more fun for me...." Answered Ichigo. It had been a long time since he had to do some real reaping work, and boy, was it annoying.

"HATE AND TORTURE!"

"Oh, shut up!"

Ichigo smacked the soul away, which scurried away, in the darkness. Ichigo felt satisfaction for an instant, before it quickly turned into even more annoyance.

"Good job, Ichigo. Keep scaring the souls away some more, see if you make this any harder than it is."

Ryuk had a point. Now he had to go and find the crying soul. In the middle of a million more, crying, confused, mass of souls.

"Oh, brother...."

In that moment, Ichigo knew it was going to be a long day....

......

*FLASH!*

"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!"

"Uh..."

"AGAIN!"

Death is Dead.

*FLASH!*

The world stopped violently for both Ichigo and Ryuk.

Something terrible had happened, an action had taken place which shook the entirety of existence and the natural order.

"Oh, crap...."

And, in an instant, Ryuk and Ichigo poofed out of reality.

"AAAAAAAH...Belmont! Welcome to my cast-"

*POOF*

"Black Star! Stop being such a-"

*POOF*

"No! They got the Commissar!"

"We are done for! RUN!"

The jet-black Nightbringer watched as the puny, Imperial Guar-

*POOF*

"Well, if it isn't my dear cousin Hercules? Came to see good'ol uncle Had-"

*POOF*

Orbital Defense Station H.E.A.V.E.N

"....Oh sweet Jesus, we have a problem."

Then Jesus appeared, intent on reviewing the situation at hand.

.....

"This is worse than bad. Gabriel, we must call.....HIM.

"...God?"

"No, we must call...... HIM."

"....That guy from the Powerpuff Girls?"

"No! Not Him! I'm talking about......HIM."

"....My Lord, I don't get it...."

Then Jesus looked at the camera, visibly exasperated.

What used to be Japan.
Before the Storm

...........

Utter silence.

...........

Sudden pain.

..........

Unspeakable pain.

..........

"Ow.....ow......OWWWWW!" Tomoko squirmed in place, making the most adorably pathetic sounds of suffering this side of Japan.

Death just got way more unpleasant for everyone involved.

If ghosts made sounds, you would be excused for mistaking Japan for hell. Wailing and gnashing of teeth, as the wandering souls merged with the little piles of pain that was their remains. Scattered puddles of organs and melted skin, now still dead, yet very alive.

Japan had experienced it's physical destruction, now it faces spiritual decimation. No man is meant to endure punishment such as this, the soul couldn't handle it. It would break, plain and simple, then it wouldn't be human at all. And today, 100 000 000 souls would know the harrowing pain of a broken soul.

Over the Seas of Japan.
The Bat-Boat.

"Bats, Doc. We may have a problem here." The Captain stated matter-of-factly. "The dead roam the earth and, and it just happens that we are standing right on top of a million corpses. A million angry ones."

"Well, at least we found survivors." Said the Doctor.

Batman drove away. He knew all they could do was observe. The matters of the soul was completely alien to them all.

He also wondered what this meant for the world at large.

"KYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!"

Tomoko had never known any significant pain in her life. This only served to make her even more miserable. She hurt all over and then some more. She hurt in places she didn't know even existed.

And she was not alone. The pain had exceeded individuality. The pain of one became the pain of many as the souls broke down and rejoined, each time, imperfectly. As they broke down and joined, small each absorbed a little bit of another. The souls were becoming a single entity, born out of torment.

And in this torment, they saw different, newer shapes. Unscrupulous beasts, demons clawed their way to the spirits. The torment, the strong emotion had caught the attention of them. They were bent on reshaping these anguishing souls into a form more fitting to their liking.

Why?

Because they could. It was in their nature.

The entirety of Japan would soon turn into a demon.

Tomoko now knows real terror.

.......

.......

.......

.......

.......

A heartbeat.

Join me....

The pain subsides. A voice speaks to her.

Kuroki Tomoko...... If you wish to save yourself....

She seeks the source. She twists her head and body around, looking for the source. She realizes the world had turned silent. She is confused.

..... If you wish to save yourself....you must join me!

Then it struck her. She turned towards the titan. The Soul of Mazinger spoke to her.

.....Join me and we shall receive the power....the power to save everyone!

........

A lofty request.

"........."

"Why?"

"........."

"Why me?"

.......

It was finally her chance. The chance to be a hero.

But she doubted.

The weight of responsibility dawned on her. The mysteries that lie beyond.

"Why not someone else?"

....You are...

"I'm not." Responded Tomoko. "I'm nothing.....I'm just...."

She was just a normal girl.

Kuroki Tomoko had spent her entire life in the sidelines, observing as the passing crowds grew and turned into something bigger and better.

The sidelines...

She was comfortable there. he had no real responsibilities or worries. Life was dictated by the people around her, they did the thinking, and if they told her to do something. To hide or run, she did so with no complains. It's not like she could do anything more.

After, she was just a common girl, with common worries. A common family and a common lack of friends. This was her place.

And it was great! She could live a comfortable life, and be happy. She needed nothing more.

All was well with the world.

A beautiful lie.

She was just a mistreated girl.

Life has always been unfair to Tomoko. She tries her hardest to please people around her, yet this selfish world rejects her,it always find a way to mock her. She walks around, minding her own, but people always demand more out of her.

I need to be a better person....I need to change....

Bullshit.

She wasn't the problem, it was everyone else. Her brother was cold, mother was distant and detached, and father was never even there for her. And the rest of the pigs around her, they took life for granted. They mocked her with their lives. They did not deserve her sympathies, they did not deserve any of it! They could all just die, and she wouldn't care.

Die already!

The biggest lie.

She was just a lonely girl.

Kuroki Tomoko was afraid of life. It left her behind, and it didn't even look behind. Her friends, they were better off without her. She did nothing more than hurt them. Her family....she did not deserve their love...

She never gave father a chance.

"Tomoko I....I'm so sorry, I never knew....I just..."

She never gave her brother a chance.

"Please, understand. I'm just trying to...."

She never gave her mother a chance.

"Tomoko, you are going to be a woman soon. I just want you to..."

And her friends.

"I wish you would all die and leave me alone!"

I'm worthless.

She alienated everyone on her life. Now she was alone, and she deserved it.

With no motivation or future. No friends or love, Kuroki Tomoko gives up on life. She was given everything, but threw it all away.

........

......

........

A rather cruel lie.

"Tomoko! You must never give up, no matter what!"

Kuroki Tomoko was not alone.

"...I just want you to be happy."
"...I just want to help you."
"...I want you to grow up."

She was never alone. She, they were always there for her.

She didn't realize. Why didn't she realize? She....

She just tried to....

.....

Kuroki Tomoko must not give up. She had to make amends, she had to change....she....

She had to live.

JAPAN

Lightning Strikes!

It shakes the earth as a pillar of light, shining brightly! Shoots out from the ocean!

"I WANT TO LIVE!"

The million souls grind to a halt!

I WANT YUE TO LIVE!

As a single soul, no, two mighty souls, now joined as one, illuminates the gloomy bottom of the ocean!

An incandescent glow, the fire of life, ignites the ocean as the Black Iron Tower wakes up from it's slumber!

Tomoko!

And from the deadly waters, a shape forms! It's the glorious human form, the form of Kuroki Tomoko!

Mazinger!

They shoot out, reaching for one another! They collide!!!

Fu--sion!

And the ocean, and all the souls within, implode!

The suffering, the death, all absorbed into a mighty entity!

The joining of a million souls, they coat the Titan!

The damage is repaired, then transformed! Tumours grow from the Titan's wounds!

They reshape!

It's naked back breaks apart and large fingers emerge! They merge! The fingers change shape and, crests appear from in-between, melding with one another, forming a pair of demonic wings!

It's limbs are shed, they fall and more tumours extend from the stumps! Behold! Black Iron Hands! Blade-Sharp claws!

It's face degrades then evolves! It's mouth opens wide, as steel separates into a million pieces and sharp fangs emerge! It's mouth, wide-open, acidic, dripping drool!

It's eyes sharpen and fill with killing intent! Large Horns emerge from it's skull as it hardens and takes a more sinister form!

It's body, steel no more, now dons jet-black armor, scaly and robust both, agile and strong. The most powerful of all armors!

Part machine, part demon, part human!

The sea evaporates in fire that burns the sun!

The Titan-god of justice is reborn! Light shoots out from it's eyes, high! Splitting the skies!

Mazinger no more, the Black Iron Wall shouts it's new name in a gravely voice that chills the gods!

MAZIN!

KAISER!

HELL!!!

A large explosion sears the Earth! Revealing itself to the world, the galaxy, and everything exists!

The new Death God seeks revenge.

The Seas around Japan.
The Bat-boat

IT IS REVEALED!!!

"What the hell is that?!" Banner knows fear. He had known no fear since the Hulk became one with him.

Batman and Captain America shared the sentiment in silence.

Battlefield: Earth
The Undead Wars

IT IS REVEALED!!!

The War stops for the first time in months. Peace reigns once more, if for a moment.

"Impossible, then this is..."

"Space Marines?"

Space Battleship Kurogane
The Frontlines

IT IS REVEALED!!!

"...."

Donté and Dante both could muster no words. The power they sensed...

"Those two guys, they actually shut up for once." Elzam couldn't help but note.

"I have a bad feeling about this."

Sanger's gut-feelings were rarely wrong.

Orbital Defense Station H.E.A.V.E.N

IT IS REVEALED!!!

"Jesus Christ!" Screams an angel.

"Who calls me?!" And Jesus Christ heeds the call.

"...Sir? You might want to look at this...." The Angel points at the screen.

Jesus knows what must be done.

"We must now call...."

"Sir, there is no, uhh, HIM. I'm afraid we will have to intervene."

"Directly."

Jesus turns around, he had no choice.

"We will deploy in 15 minutes. Gabriel, Uriel, Pit, prepare for battle."

"Oh, and would you please...." He turns around "....bring me my Gundam?"

Jesus would get his Gundam.

-This World, and one Farther away.-
Detroit.

IT IS REVEALED!!!

An enigmatic cloaked figure looks on, in the distance.

"It begins."

Middle Earth.
Blown to smithereens.

IT IS REVEALED!!!

THE WINDS OF DESTINY!

Pinkie Pie turns around, a foreboding feeling taking over her. She fills with dread and excitement both at the battles to come.

But a scream quickly snaps her out of her trance.

She turns around once more.

"Well, this is awkward." Pinkie looked on at the galactic-sized demon that stood before her. Made from the souls of a billion warriors from far-away lands.

It yearns for blood.

Their blood.

"Indeed." Kenshiro took a fighting stance. "And we shall greet awkward with DEATH!"

Pinkie followed.

And they fought.

Tall Tales and BS

"The fuck did I just read?!" The guy in the armor speaks to the pink pony.

"It was the truth and nothing but the truth!" And the pink pony responds in kind.

"Bullshit." The guy tells it like it is.

"Did anyone ever told you that you have a very filthy, filthy mouth?" The pony does not withstand the shit that comes out of the guys' mouth, and she attacks!

"No, she doesn't."

"Awwwwwww...."

"No, but seriously, you just made all that crap on the fly, didn't you?! I mean, all those tales about giant robots and ponies and fucking Batman?! And what's with your fucking clavicle?! And why did Mazinger choose Tomoko, and what the hell's a Space Marine?!"

The truth comes out! The queen of liars opens up and reveals her true self!

"Fine! I made some of that stuff up to make it more exciting, because the real deal is far more depressing, plain and simple."

"See? That wasn't so hard."

"Meh."

"Don't you 'meh' me you insufferable piece of happiness!"

"Just shut up Sauron. You are a meanie."

His feelings hurt and battered by the cruel pony's words, Sauron will surely cry himself to sleep tonight.

The Sword that Cleaves Evil

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AvoIPVKRZzw

Space Battleship Kurogane.
Battlefield: Earth
22:45

Sanger Zonvolt is a man of few words, but this deserved quite a lot.

"So you are telling me that humanity is under attack by pretty ponies?"

"Indeed, my friend. Pretty ponies, sugary coats, fragrant odors and sparkly eyes." Elzam himself couldn't believe the news. "Our enemies just get weirder by the second."

"At this rate, the entire universe will be our enemy." Mused Sanger

And he was right. The universe hates MAN!

But today was not the day for philosophy. This was war and, by all that is good, they knew how to fight it.

The Ruins of the Avengers Tower.
11:56

The Cyborgs were dead, they held the pictures of their wives by their breast.

But Batman felt nothing, for he knew that cyborgs lacked souls.

The sole survivors? Hulk, Captain America, Batman. On their lonesome, as mighty as they were, they would fall against the pony armies. They needed help. That help would come from Japan. They set on a journey to far east...

Japan is dead.

Crap.

Inside the Mind of Pinkie Pie.

"Pinkie, you do this to yourself because you never-"

"You don't understand, Twilight! I hate my father! I hate my mom, I hate my sisters! I hate them all!"

"Pinkie, you can't live your life by hate alone, it is love which fuels the fabrics of reality!"

"Away with you! Your foolish notions embarrass me."

And Pinkie did away with Twilight.

"You are just a ghost, anyway...."

Inside the Bossom of Insanity.
Detroit.
3:44

A man stands on top of the tallest hill. He dons a cloak.

"It begins."