That damn horse has been a pain in your side for months. Your forces are ready, the siege engines have been built, the blades are forged, and you even had time to to acquire a few nuclear warheads in case things went to shit. But this horse is still not fully trained. At least now he knows how to use his armor though.

"We will get through this training, even if it is the death of you!" War bellowed at the terrifying horse.

You decided to put War in charge of the horse because of the advanced training he puts his army through. It was also something he had done ever since you had your first horse, he was a good brother like that, it's a shame that he will die in the war.

"Lord War, I cannot achieve the balance needed for such stunts." Despair says with a strange sense of self-confidence.

"Ready your armor Despair." War demands, he was trying not to yell but he failed.

The piece of stone fused to Despair's skull was blessed with a magical property that allowed it to duplicate itself multiple times around the wearer. This was demonstrated before your eyes as black fire engulfed Despair. When the fire died down Despair was left wearing a suit of black stone armor plates separated by a green flames, as this happened War drew his sword and started to hack at the stone plating. Your horse, only now realizing this, was fighting back. It wasn't the most majestic of battles, but it was entertaining to watch. Both of the soldiers were accustomed to throwing their weight around to win battles so there was a lot of sparks as blade hit stone and flame, but not much else. You decided to leave them to their fighting and talk to Violent Terror.

"Hello love, I was wondering something."

"What would you like to know?" She asked using a very seductive voice. You had been growing the relationship for the few weeks that she had been here, and you knew what she wanted from you.

"I was wondering what your real name is."

"What do you mean?"

"I know all legends had another name before they became famous. Tell me yours."

"My name was Jennifer." She said rather happily.

"Well then Jennifer, why don't we train together." You growl out.

"Gladly."

You were biding time until you had to bed her to keep her loyalty, but you knew she loved training with you so it would have to do.

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Celestia knew that this army wasn't enough. She knew it even as she looked out upon the thousands of trained royal guards, experienced griffons, and overly muscled minotaurs. Even the buffalo had joined the effort, but as she watched this cheering army that Nightmare Moon would be proud of, she knew that they didn't have a chance.

"My princess," Said Feather Penn, "they are expecting you to say something."

"I am well aware of this."

"Would you like some water?"

"No, thank you."

Celestia stood to address her pony army with a look of false confidence.

"I know what you have been through these past few months."

Cheering.

"I know that war is an unknown subject to most of you, and I also know that you are unaware of the enemy we are fighting."

Worried whispers.

"Has anyone here heard of the horsemen?" Celestia shouted into the crowd.

About a thousand of the warriors raised their weapons. That was better than she thought, now she knew she would have at least three hundred thousand of her own ponies to help fight the war.

"You way leave now if you wish, for they are our enemy."

All thousand left.

"For the rest of you who do not know, I will not tell you of the horrors the horsemen have committed, but know this, they are evil beings, and may look strange to you, my fearless ponies! But fighting in this war is a deed worthy of pride! You are protecting everypony here, and no matter the cost I will have you know, that we will be victorious!"

Everypony there was cheering and stamping so loudly that Celestia did not doubt that Death himself could here it in his Underdeep.

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You could indeed here the cheering in the Underdeep, and you knew it was time to rise and fight.

"War!" You yell through the solidified shadows of your body.

"Yes brother?"

"I do believe that it is time to take care of that itch of yours."

War just walks away from you, and up to the pedestal in front of your throne of skulls. In front of War is his long forgotten army that he created in his image. All manner of rock piles held together by fire, water, lightening, acid, and other various painful things. It was an army of merely hundreds, but just these five thousand atronach could eradicate an army of millions. Along with the demons from your own army, it could kill a few gods all by itself.

"All soldiers at attention!"

All the atronachs stood immediately, but the demons just kept cracking jokes. War saw this and slammed his sword against the handrail. The noise alone was enough to get their attention.

"Today is the day we begin a war!"

Cheering.

"A war so glorious that it will end the world as anyone knows it!"

More cheering.

"This war will end all mortal wars, and exterminate all those that are unworthy of life!"

The soldiers are now cheering loud enough to shake the Underdeep.

"We will wade in the blood of our enemies and my brother shall feast on their souls! Our blackened blades will cut them to bits as we march down the streets of their pacifistic empire! And in the end I have no doubt in my mind that we will be triumphant!"

In addition to the cheering they are now banging swords against shields.

"There will not be any noteworthy resistance among these bookish, unconditioned, and out of practice ponies! Not even the mighty dragons of this world will stop our army!"

Now even you were impressed by the speech. Your brother was known for his battle speeches, but he seemed to be pouring his heart and soul into this one.

"After all the bloodshed of the incapable inhabitants of this world, this great war will continue with the gods and their ancient armies of the mighty spartans, the lost pegasi, and many more forgotten militaries! And through all of this we will prevail!"

Well damn, he really is going all out isn't he.

"And when all is said, and done, and dead, there will be one final front! An attack against the mighty archangels in heaven! Down with Gabriel! Down with Raphael! And down with Michael!"

You find yourself standing and listening, your brother really has a talent for words, Conquest would be upset, and Famine would have a stomach ache.

"And throughout this war I want you, all my loyal warriors, to remember one thing! You shall give no mercy to anyone!"

With those last words you have the demons open the gates to the overworld, and with light streaming in from a crack in the roof of the Underdeep, and with all your undoubtably loyal soldiers rushing through it, and with Jennifer on your arm the entire time, you think to yourself...

And now I am become death, the destroyer of worlds.

I suppose we all thought that, one way or another.

Author's Note

For some reason I feel that this is not as well written as the others, but I don't know. Tell me what you think. All constructive criticism and compliments are accepted.