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My name is Tiny Fang Wintersong, and i am a changeling of the western kind (Those black ones), hatched in Everfree forest, and raised by ponies in Baltimare.
Number 28176015, a medic in The Rainbow Squad of The Lunar Guard's fift army.

The history is written by the victors, they say. That is why i have written this diary you have somehow acquired. Hopefully we aren't all dead now.

This war was started by a battle known as The Canterlot Wedding, a rogue hive infiltrating and attacking Canterlot and it's residents on the day of princess Cadence and captain of the royal guard, Shining Armor Sparkle's wedding. A battle in which which Princess Mi Amore Cadenza of love, and The Elements Of Harmony, save for Celestia's student Twilight Sparkle, died by the hoof of a changeling tyrant, queen Crysalis.
The ponies started to hunt us down and kill us, just for being what Queen Galaktia (a pony god) made us. I wasn't hatched yet in that time. Our whole race got the blame, not just Crysalis, who was just a rogue with a small hive. My family, i and my parents Diamond Dice and Rolling Thunder, and my sister Frostwing, moved away from Crystal Empire, to a town named Appeloosa on the other side of Equestria, but our leaders have started a total war, and two days ago the Empire's flight bombers burned our city down, and i ran away from home to join the Lunar Infantry.

I used to say, and think, that only madmares go to war if they have a chance to decide for themselves, but it has occured to me that a single person might be able to turn the tides of fate, and, even if my disabilities would allow me to stay home, i can't stand by and watch the Solar Empire's atrocities.
To them we are just animals, beasts, and demons that are coming for them and their fillies and foals because we can. They think they have to act before we "strike again". Celestia's advisor Dark Light thinks that's the will of Galaktia. Once more, a genocide in the name of a god. A story as old as race.

The ponies' actions sparked the tensions between them and the other races, griffins, dragons, mules, and zebras for example, whom the Equestrian ponies had reigned supreme over for millenias. Rebellions rose and spread like a wildfire, but, without a competent leaders, were quickly put down and nay-sayers swiftly silenced by Dark Light.

In the chaos, princess of the night, Luna, returned from her lunar exile to challenge the rule of her sister and rallied the revolutionaries and the oppressed under the banner of The Lunar Guard (officially The New Lunar Republic), to save our kind, to overthrow tyrant Celestia, and to fight for a society without the caste system ( The Alicorns -> The Unicorns ---> Pegasi -------> Earth Ponies ---------> The Casteless ------------------------> Changelings), in which ponies and other creatures exist as equals. Dreams are dreams, and won't be coming true in my lifetime, but it's the duty of each of us to fight for the coming generations and ensure they have a future. We have to leave them with a good world after we'll be gone.

Author's Note

The war of this story is supposed to be the mix of WW2 and the american civil war with WW1 technology, with pegasuses, griffins, and mechanical wings replacing the planes.