From out the heavens, came an angel; from out the depths, came a devil. From out the dunes, came a savior; from down the skies, came the destroyer. It was a flash of light that separated life; it was the scythe of the flightless that sought the weak. Through the skies, she fell; and down to the earth, they wept. In those few moments of fate, a kingdom vanished, and a civilization collapsed. With the blink of an eye, the world reset, and a new Equestria was born.

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