Fallout Equestria: Midnight of Lies

by TheFictionalWriter

Rating: teen
Tags: Violence, Crossover, Fallout, Drama, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Original Character, Profanity, Adventure
Length: 454

An exiled and disgraced stallion with a vengeance against the New Canterlot Republic must relive his dreadful past in order to redeem him from his sins and lies which lay against him.

An exiled and disgraced stallion with a vengeance against the New Canterlot Republic must relive his dreadful past in order to redeem him from his sins and lies which lay against him.

Slaughtered and forgotten, taken in and abandoned, bloodied and beaten till dead.
Equestria is not sunshines and rainbows any more. Balefire spells lay uncast and murder is rampant, but how else will anyone make a quick buck?

In a world of no laws and troubled pasts, a fragmented soul tries to piece itself together.

This soul is Midnight Stargazer, a young stallion broken with grief and the scars of a thousand lifetimes. His existence has been hell since he was young, on the run and hunted at every corner, Midnight must confront the shadows of his past and survive long enough to see value in life and love again.

Much has changed with the massacre shaking the “civilized” and causing a breaking point inside the NCR. With this new founded corruption and negligence for lives scaring the Republic, all work has been undone within a matter of years.

Over twenty years have passed since The Lightbringer and her legacy across the Wastes, but she’s simply a myth at this point, a lie to those who idolize her.

All that remains is chaos and Pre-Apocalypse propaganda, for only one thing is true in a world of lies;

War, War Never Changes. But Ponies Do.

Warning this story will contain: Blood, Gore, Substance Abuse, and Mental Disorders.

Please, by all means, enjoy the story :twilightsmile:

Original Cover Art: https://www.deviantart.com/theomegaridley/art/FoE-Manehattan-408032624

Published 2017-01-31 04:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2018-10-20 00:38:51 UTC

1 | Prologue

Author's Note

4/4/2023 This story was one of my first & is defunct. I'm working on a new fic to replace this.

1 | Prologue

'War. War never changes.'

'Once upon a time, in the magical land of Equestria, there was an era when the ideals of friendship gave way to greed, selfishness, paranoia and a jealous reaping of dwindling space and natural resources. Lands took up arms against their neighbors, like we still tend to do today. The end of the world occurred much as we had predicted -- the world was plunged into an abyss of balefire and dark magic. The reasons, as always, purely our own. The world was nearly wiped clean of life. A great cleansing; a magical spark struck by pony hooves that quickly raged out of control. Megaspells, rained from the skies. Entire lands were swallowed in flames and fell beneath the boiling oceans. Ponykind was almost extinguished, their spirits becoming part of the ambient radiation that blanketed the lands. A quiet darkness fell across the world.'

'But it was not, as some had predicted, the end of the world. Instead, the apocalypse was simply the prologue for another bloody chapter in pony history. In the early days, thousands were spared the horrors of the holocaust by taking refuge in enormous underground shelters known as Stables. But when they emerged, they had only the hell of the wastes to greet them. When they opened, their inhabitants set out across ruins of the old world to build new societies, establish new villages, forming tribes.'

'Under the vast expanse of Equestria, will the ponies of this land be able to overcome the trials of the Wasteland or will they succumb to the swallowing strength and the vices the Wasteland contains?'

Y’know, I once heard that art imitates life and vice versa. Though how fucked up must you be to predict this fucking wasteland coming true? I am surely no optimist in a world filled with death, lies and the endless wanting of home. I am no messiah amongst sinners. I may, or may not, be unique. But in this world of fire and brimstone, I am what I am and make myself by my actions and my speech. I am certainly no king nor am I exalted amongst ponies.

And now I sit here, writing every thought into a journal just before I go on a job in Manehattan. I'll be meeting with an old acquaintance, I wonder what she'll have for me. I guess we’ll all see what the future has in-store for me now. I guess I could make this a book and call it my story. If only life was that easy. If only...

2 | The Job Acceptance

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