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by ERROR_IN_Zed_INPUT

Rating: everyone
Tags: Mystery, Science Fiction, Random, Adventure, Alternate Universe
Length: 630

Error; the symbiote for AI.

There has been a fault in the memory component block in section 2A-C.
Plug into Data Terminal 13 to access report log.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2017-04-17 04:42:21 UTC

The second War in History..

The first war of the world was the war of the forgotten. Ghosts of past, present, and future roamed the land. None alive, all were dead. Many just echoes, but none existed.

This was the representation of life to be, before the dawn of civilization on the planet of Equus. The explosion of the universe was the first to come, namely, the big bang. But instead of creating everything that will be, what came out was a single planet surrounded by an ocean of darkness.

Technically; the planet was everything, it was literally the center of the universe. However malleable and fluctuative, it was the universe to be.

Like magic, dust and dirt flowed through and around the planet aimlessly. Without a cause, a mover, and without a purpose. The planet spun, but it was still. The planet moved through space, but stayed in the same place. The planet glowed, and the light died. But echoes remained. Echoes of many. Echoes of all.

Echoes of everything.

The first ghost in appearance was the ghost of the star closest to the planet. Then the stars all in the sky in their blinking beauty, coalescing, inventing the laws of physics.

Reality itself blinked in and out of existence. Like a switch turning a light on and off, blackness prevailed and then was torn away, making room for the light.

This is known as the first world war.

The War for Life.

This is known among all ponies on the planet of Equus on present day. Though none had been there to experience it.

Ever since the first-born foal, the colts and fillies alike drew of pictures pertaining to these times. These have been thought to have been pre-recorded into genetic memory, because not a single pony has been born that doesn't know of this. Though, oddly enough, the pony race is the only race that has these memories. Everypony remembers of a time before they were born.

The ghosts of race continued next, ghosts played through a fast cycle of life then death. Their soul making a permanent stain in the fabric of the cosmos. A star is born when a foal is born, another when the foal dies of natural causes. But not when they die otherwise.

The reason this is considered a world war is because of the fight it took for this to happen. The blinking of reality was the struggle, but the light of reality signified life's grip on the future.

We interrupt this broadcast...

"Hello, M-m-my.. My, my special su-subjects," CelestAI said from her seat. Sparks fly from her horn as she speaks, her hair seems to be glitch-flowing in an indiscernible pattern.

"Please pardon my inability t-to to too make c-coherent speech. But we are under attack. It seems as though-though the Gryphonious Empire has launched a Magic Missile that is headed our wa-wa-way. Please, ev-everypony-ny, find shelter. Every town that has-sah the Royal Guards stationed will be protected from the blast impact of the D.O.R. (Destructive Offensive Regimen). Please everypony...cover yourselves. For not all will make it."

The speech seemed to freeze on the television, turning to a haze of static as the ground shakes from the impact of the Magic Missile. Little after the earth-shaking explosion, a purple dome cast across Ponyville, and compacted air and debris flew over and around the city. Trees impacted the lower parts of the barrier, causing it to strain the unicorn responsible for holding it up.

The horns immediately started sounding, sending fear into everypony's hearts. Not the fear of death, but the fear of the future. What may happen over what will be the outcome.

Little screams of terror could be heard over the horns of the town of Ponyville.