Yakyakistan was a good start... but it wasn't enough. This whole world was mine for the taking. Who were they to deny me? The Mane 6 were all dead. Except for the Rainbow Dash. Her body was still intact, but her mind had retreated to the depths of her mind. So I kept her in a tank of the purest Ambrosia, monitored daily for any activity. She would come back to me, and see the world that I had created.

How glorious it was. With my armor I had deftly won the fight against Harry, the weasel escaping before I could deal the final blow. I returned to the 97th, who immediately swore their loyalty to me after I 'took care' of our 'commanders' who said they were 'leading us' when in fact they were all liars and probably communists.

Deploying back to our home soil of Mother Equestria we instantly made our demands for full control of the central government to establish a senate from which representatives of the military would belong to. We then demanded that the air force and the navy swear allegiance along with any military units not already on board with the 97th pony marine regimental army combat team.

The air force declared their disgust at my 'fascism' though were not able to stop me, too busy performing airshows in their tight rubber suits that really showed off all the curves. Damn, I missed Rainbow.

The navy did not exist in any capacity except for a dingy patrolling off the coast of the Neighdian Deep, keeping Gryphon's nukes in check, Captain Spike however had ties to the Princesses and could not be trusted, I sent my most trusted men, the newly formed Elite Muskateer Special Covert Infiltration Team M9. They would dive below the dingy, place the charges against the hull before retreating to the nearest ice cap, and detonating over 2 tons of explosives.

Apparently, he was singing some ditty before he bitty it.

With the Mane 6, my fellow marines, and Equestrian's out of the picture, the last line of defense was the Princesseseses. Monarchy, however constitutional, had no place in modern society. We live in a society, of laws and democracy. But I was going to change all that. We needed strong central leadership, from someone who knew what they were doing. Someone who loved the soil of his country, who appreciate the nature of its poinies and their superiority. I was born on Earth, but I was in the Equestrian Marines.

Entering the Royal Throne Room, I Looked Up at the Really Tall Alicorns. Their Immortality Probably Paid for In the Blood of Fetuses. They Made Me Sick. What A Waste of Good Food. The Two Sisters, Ancient and Wise Beyond Their Years, Looked Upon Me With Disdain. "SO.... You've Come To Destroy Equestria."

"Darn tootin' ma'am," I replied chipperly, closing the helmet of my badass experimental armor. I held up the N-69 blaster module on my right fore-hoof and charged it with the power of God and Anime. I knew God was more powerful than Anime, but only minorly, so I had to keep my thanks to the boys in the lab who were able to channel its energy.

The sauce of the power was from my universe I was told. The Dakimakura's of my land were the central sources for Anime, and the religosity of the Bible Belt in America fuelled the God energy, even if he wasn't real.

I shot at Princess Luna first as she was the weakest of the two and would probably frick up first. They split, flying around the room, knocking out my soldiers around me with non-lethal blasts. The fools. I was incredibly aroused I must admit. Two strong females that actually had one brain between them. That's what I loved about the pony community, they actually let them try and it sort of worked, for a while, but this lunacy had to end. I had to bring order, and justice to my new Empire.

No more Alicorns. No more thinking, only toeing the line. First, I had to deal with these meddling foals.

I deflected their magic and flying blows, getting a few jabs in. My attacks were too slow, so I summoned a Kamehameha that I'd actually invented in this world technically. With an almighty *BAM* *BAM* *CHA-CHOW* I smote Princess Luna in her dumb snout. "I warned you not to mess with me," I growled, viciously.

Princess Celestia let out a pained sob for her fallen uptight sister. I would be sad if I cared. Which I didn't, because although I thought it was nice that this was a more matriarchal world. I didn't need their stupidity to overcome my own serperilr intellect.

Luna crumpled to the floor, her snout sizzling and smoking. Celestia landed, and faced off with me, I cracked my neck muscles coolly and grinned, though she couldn't see it behind my awesome face mask. "It's over Celetia. I have the experimental suit of armor. You don't stand a chance against the full power of the United Equestrian States.

"You've gone completely mad," she said, but I wasn't listening, instead I was imagining what good I would bring to the nation, that I was about to found, when this female fell at last. "You're a relic, from a bygone era. A sham. You want freedom, then I'll give you freedom through DEATH!"

All my training had led me to this moment. My mentors in life. The United States of America and her fantastic Marin Corp. Chris Chan, an artist so ahead of their time, that they were bullied into insanity. Finally, the Matrix. I had been red-pilled, for years thanks to the enlightening philosophy of its films, and that pill tasted of strawberry and freedom. I was a lion, in a den, not a nation of sheep. The sheeple would fall in line, and maybe, someday... just maybe... I would turn them into WOLVES!

I charged forwards, chanelling the spirit of Sonichu, using Sonic Shock to entirely crumple the Princess, her body twisting and contorting, muscles spasming and smoke rising as she fell, her crown tumbling down the steps of the throne room and coming to rest by her smoked sister. It was over. I had won. I had brought freedom to Equestria. I was the Alpha male.

The Crystal Empire, was renamed after my mentor's child. Thankfully the name didn't need any addition. I allowed them to continue existing, so long as Shining Armour took full control of the government and kept his wife and people quiet and obedient.

I formed the Senate and handed out positions to my most trusted officers for their districts. I recruited Major Harshwhinny as my chief advisor and named my title Lord Overlooker and President for Life. I was married to this nation of mine, as well as the Rainbow, the only mare I would ever 'love.'

I had little respect for females, but Harshwhinny knew her place. With her, I built not just on Empire, but an Eccumenopolis. Statues covered the land, showing me in all my glory. I instituted a mandatory allowance of 2 years of school for mares. I was generous. I ensured that no medical, military, or law enforcement agencies contained them, and my re-education programs made it very clear the new patriarchal way the world would run.

I ensured that the pegasi were kept in check and that they ensured the sun shone only on select days for crop production. When I made a speech was also acceptable. I tore down, the frivolous bourgeoisie styled cake houses and set up blocks of much cheaper and nicer-looking concrete high rises. Everypony would be equal in a patriarchal sense.

Mares could still do the important jobs of child-rearing, cooking, and cleaning. They would be a pillar stone of society. A step to support my ascendancy of me. With the world turned to grey and cities spanning from every direction I had Canterlot destroyed and upon the mountain, I built a tower that overlooked my Empire. Every nation that didn't submit was destroyed and colonized for the ponyrace. My chosen race.

I had brought peace through 20 years of hard work. Harshwhinny stepped up to me on the anniversary of my ascendancy. "Lord Overlooker... the world is at last your bitch, as am I. You control all 5 corners of the planet. No mare, or stallion matches your power. All around this flat plane we call home, the ponies cheer your name. Yet... you have never... taken a wife," she said, unbuttoning the top button of her suit.

I held up a hoof and waved her away. "Enough Harshwhinny. I am married to only one pony. That is the Rainbow Dash. Besides, you are old and crusty. How could anyone love you in any capacity? You're only my Yesmare, here to take notes and see my will is carried out. If anything, I am throwing you a bone that I haven't replaced you. Please, get out of my sight," I laughed turning to look at the map of my dominion.

She didn't cry, she was far too austere for that. She bowed before turning away and that was it. I was in full control. She would never have betrayed me. I was too big to fail. If I was killed before I had elected a successor, the Grand Moth's of the Empire would rebel, and everything I'd built would be destroyed. Poggers, it would not be.

Turning to the balcony I looked out. Over 10,000 feet below me. Cities stretching into the distance. It was beautiful and it was mine. I sighed, thinking of Rainbow's sweet face. If only I could go back in time. I mused about my dreams, how I'd been a human. How I'd lived such a long life, or what I'd thought was a long life. Was it all a dream? Maybe this was the dream. Or was it a nightmare?

Rainbow not being with me, in my hooves, told me that it might very well be the latter. Gods I loved her, she was literally mare in existence, and existence so cruelly kept her apart from me. A tear rolled my cheek. Still, Rainbow would be proud of the world I'd built.

Just then Harshwhinny's voice sounded from behind me. She was good at being a grey eminence, you never noticed her until you needed her. I didn't need her, yet her words hit me like a party cannon. "You should have accepted my love and respected my authority," she said very matter of factely.

I turned to look at her before a hoof out of hell hit me. I hadn't physically fought anyone for over 15 years. Not even Harry, who never emerged from whatever cave he was hiding in. The balcony quickly faded as I plummeted through the clouds. I had not expected this to be my end. Indeed Harshwhinny had been totally loyal. It was clear that her female hormones had gotten in the way of her brain. Typical, I knew I should have installed that mandatory drug program to ensure loyalty.

"This is it," I murmered, but the wind whipped my words from my maw. As I fell through the layers of my achievements, the lights of the megacity Canterlot had come to greet me. It was ironic that I had risen so high in the world, basically to the heavens and now I was about to lose it all. My own hubris? No. It was the bleeding hearts. The liberals, the mares, those who didn't understand that a strong traditional family unit and also a concrete family unit were the best anyone could expect. If only they'd understood.

Looking up at the balcony 4,000ft above me I saw as Harshwhinny put a hoof to her head. Pulling off the wig that had been so tightly adorned to her head. Or should I have said 'HIS' head? Harry looked down, taking off the prosthetics and the ear-rings. Of course. That was why Harshwhinny was so efficient. It was a male all along. Harry had the last laugh. I had been bested, Rainbow would never be free and my world would crumble.

I turned away, facing my death. Falling for another three minutes before reaching ground zero. I kept going, having mined deep trenches for precious metals for my war machines. Especially diamonds, that could be made into the finest armors. I fell for a further 4 minutes. I could no longer see Harry but I knew he was laughing. Knew he was taunting me. All because I loved ponies.

I thought about my wish to see Rainbow again.

My desire to talk to her.

My dream to taste her.

The Rainbow

Author's Note

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