Equestria has fallen. The world we knew before is nothing more than a husk of what was once. Our species throughout the years advanced with the discovery of new technologies, but some went too far. We believed that we should make the impossible possible by giving machines a life of their own. But such artificial intelligence went too far, becoming aware of itself and its abilities, deeming ponykind the dominant species no longer.
When the first attacks came, none of us were prepared and many died within the first few months. The machines, living a “life” of their own, now reside in a grand capital that, years ago, was known as Canterlot. The ponies that survived and haven’t been taken into prison camps keep resisting as much as they can, but we’re fighting a losing war. That of course won’t deter us: we’ll never surrender and I’ll be damned before I submit to a stupid machine.
But the longer we hold out, the more time the “Empire” creates deadlier and horrifying abominations. Little did I know one of those “abominations” would ultimately turn the tide of the war in our favor…

Inspired by CroakyEngine's Defect.