Upon Nightmare Moons glorious return, She defeated the weak Pretender Celestia, and assumed Control of equestria. Building it back up to its powerful state. And conquering the world under an iron hoof. Enslaving half the races and with others being below ponies. With a strict caste system in place. Nobody is truly free. But after the last shred of resistance was stamped out. With no new conquests, Empress Nightmare Moon grew bored, and angry. She ordered the construction of a massive magical arena in the very heart of canterlot's mountain. Thousands of slaves died for its construction so that the greatest gladiatorial games can be held.

This is where it all started. A young Man and a small tribe of various creatures hiding in the forest. Only to be discovered and taken to the arena for death. Or. So they thought...