I am not a good pony.

Dusk Flare could be called a lot of things. Dusk’s the smartest pony you’ll ever meet; there’s no problem he can’t solve with enough time. He’s just as dependable; he won’t half-ass any job and is always on time. His defining trait, however, would have to be his overwhelming charisma. Mares all across Equestria could not resist the charms of the sexiest stallion alive and begged to be the lucky mare he brought home… okay, I admit I may be embellishing a bit. Dusk Flare is a lot of things but a good pony was not one of them.

But I've been given one last chance. One last chance to make up for my life of stealing and disappointing my loved ones.

I've been flung 200 years into the future against my will. Into a future where the Crystal Empire, my home, has become a cold wasteland overrun with insane raiders, nightmarish creatures born of radiation and Taint, and many powerful organizations wishing to take control of the Northern Wastelands.

And I'm going to defeat every single one of them! I'll conquer the Northern Wastelands and bring peace back to the Crystal Empire!