Mom ? Is ... is that you ? Please , I'm home . I'm home again. Dad ? ... please why won't you talk back ?
I snapped out of my flash back and woke up in this local bar. I still get funny looks when I start talking in them. Even after equestria is starting to get civilized Ghoul Hostility still remains.
I already knew why ... they were dead. My prize for fighting is only death. I sent my foes to hell, I had to live it. Cealista damn, Equestria went to hell ... what is today any ways ? Oh wait , I don't care after about one hundred years of dealing with this hell of a former country you stop caring about a lot of things. For me it was the living. I served my time for Equestria. I don't need to yelled at for being different any more. After the mega-spells went off nothing mattered. Perhaps I should I start from the begging ? Or a lot after that ? Depends on how much you care and how much time you have. I'll admit I've lost track of time. Cant blame a old mare for slowly dying finally. Now gather round and let me tell my tale if you will.
Can you call this wasteland home if you had one before the end ?
