Author's Note

Hello, and welcome to what I hope will be an epic new adventure! Though I have borrowed the levelling up and quote ideas from Fallout: Equestria, everything else is completely original and any similarities are either incidental or resulting from the crossover material.

For reference before we begin, ANM stands for "After Nightmare Moon"—a substitute for AD, if you will.

So, please enjoy the tale!

Introduction

Introduction

Life gives everypony a second chance; it's called tomorrow.

From the very dawn of ponykind, blood has been shed in the name of many causes: territory, ideals, revenge. But, in between the decades of fighting, there came centuries of peace in which Equestria's sentient species cooperated and worked together for the good of each other.

However, the numerous kingdoms were long overdue for the renascence of war, and an opportunity began to present itself in the year 1001 ANM. With the invasion of Tirek, and the short but devastating battle that ensued, ponykind came to realise the sheer extent of magic that they wielded. And, in the name of progress, research began almost immediately in order to work out how it could be harvested.

The solution was soon discovered. Ponies lined up to have their magic extracted, proud to be part of something big; a momentous occasion in history. But replenishing one’s drained reserves took time and lots of energy—and farms suddenly found themselves under immense pressure to supply more food. In a bid to meet the demand, agriculture invested in expansive and sophisticated new systems. Thousands of acres of land were cleared in the effort, and many miles of mines were explored in the desperate search for the materials needed to make true of such an endeavour.

Nevertheless, despite the sudden industrialisation of the kingdom, Equestrians soon found themselves enjoying luxuries that the average pony had only dreamed of: domestic robots for every household, driverless carriages and those capable of flight. Life became extravagant, and ponies splashed out on every new technology available. Families once hindered by busy lifestyles and money worries thrived; it wasn't all that long before the population had doubled.

But such a lifestyle could not be maintained for long; resources quickly began to dwindle, and suitable space for housing and farms and water reserves began to run out. And it was with that realisation that ponies began to awaken from the dreams that they had been living to see the devastating effect that they had had on their world.

Peace became a distant memory. Within a matter of years, Equestria was in the midst of total war—and there was nothing anypony could do but cower and hope it would pass over soon.

Instead, bombs rained from the sky in torrents, sent from both sides. Millions of gallons of potent magic—polluted by the contaminated air—and nuclear material spilled across the land. And, in that one moment, the world as ponies knew it ended and a new, bloodier one began.

A fallout. An apocalypse. And it was not going to be an easy ride.

Because war… war never changes.