We all knew the world would not be the same.
Some people laughed, some people cried, most were silent.
~ Robert Oppenheimer

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Your city of New-New York was recently taken over and burned to the ground, by you. This passive waste of a city is a poor excuse for the expansion of a great empire. The ground is black, the is wall crumbling, and the sky is grey with ash that covers the sun. The ash, at least, is a good thing, for Celestia cannot see where the sun doesn't shine.

"Fetch the machines of war!" You yell down to the massive army below you.

The message is then relayed from demon to demon all the way back to the gates of the Underdeep. Within moments the gates tear a hole in the dirt, and all of hell breaks loose through it. The machines of war you were talking about aren't really machines. Well, they're half machine. Bio-mechanical factories climb their way up through the gates, massive mouths filled with three foot fangs, feet that are the widths of building foundations, and bodies that are the size of the pentagon. They can destroy armies, and produce horrifying soldiers. They must die to become useful buildings, but they are easy to kill if you have a scythe that can destroy anything.

"Bury yourselves!" War bellows to the factories.

With that the factories buried their feet into the ground to use as stilts so that the buildings cannot be flooded, and lowered their heads as doorways. As you go around and kill the factories you start planning what other city you want to siege next. Probably Fillydelphia, maybe that little town called Ponyville that you hear so muckh about. Anyway, back to readying the army. As you kill the largest factory he falls to the ground with a earthshaking crash. To most it wouldn't make sense why they don't just fall over but you know that all of their innards are actually machine parts. Their skeletons are steel, their hearts are pumps for molten rock, their stomachs are incubator and their brains are computers. About five of these giants climbed out of the pit and are now producing soldiers at maximum speed. except for the fact that they aren't really soldiers, rather they are insectoid beasts that will be used for transportation and special tactics. Two of the factories produce Klaws, named by the demons for their claws which are razor sharp and about five feet long. The creatures themselves have a white exoskeleton and a body that resembles a centipede. Two other factories produces Drones which are flying insectiods that have a dark green, almost black, exoskeleton with bodies like serpents and wings that taper from head to tail. The last factory produces creatures that are the size of the factory itself and are only stored in the factory for half their growing period so that they may be augmented to carry massive steel platforms that can carry Klaws and Drones. These massive creatures are simply called Carriers, because as you can see, demons aren't very good at naming things. Carriers are behemoths that can be at least fifteen stories tall and can spray an acid so powerful that it will literally dissolve just about anything other than bones. as for the creatures themselves, they look like stag beetles that have half steel exoskeletons.

"Build me a throne, I need to rest!" You yell to the demons below you as you throw them some bones.

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Twilight Sparkle heard from one of her old friends at Canterlot that Celestia was building an army, she thought that her friend was just pulling her leg, but now she was hearing whispers that Manehattan had been burned to the ground and decided that she needed some answers.

"So ladies, I propose that we go to Canterlot and ask for some answers."

"That seems like a wonderful idea Twilight, but shouldn't we send a letter first?" Rarity asked, always polite.

"Good idea Rarity. Spike Write this down."

"Fine." Spiked sighed

"Dear Princess Celestia, I have been hearing rumors that there is an army, and that Manehattan is gone. I would like answers so I am coming to Canterlot with my friends to get some. Your faithful student, Twilight Sparkle"

And with a last scratch from the quill the letter was sent in a blast of green flame.

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Celestia had received the letter and knew that the rumors were true. She had built an army, and she knew that she had lost Manehattan. She doubted that the elements of harmony could help, but she knew that the elements had immense power, and at least they would slow him down while she waited for the next meeting of the gods in a few days.

"Guards!"

"Yes princess?"

"Prepare the balloon dock. My faithful student is coming for a visit."

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Your factories are producing at maximum speed, you're sitting in a throne made of simple charred steel with a beautiful woman on your arm, and you are watching the greatest empire ever unfold before you.The Klaws with their blades of iron are splitting logs like butter and carving trees into wonderful sculptures of you. The Drones are flying through the air and bringing essential materials from nearby areas, and the Carriers are still growing through their final stages. All the while there is an additional factory producing a singular siege engine. This, the newest of the factories, arrived a few days ago, and is now a large platform on the ground with massive machine arms growing out of it. A large mechanical walker is being constructed there and is only about two percent done. This legendarily large piece of pure machinery can carry nuclear warheads on its own, along with cargo bays in its back that can hold fighter jets, and vehicle bays in the feet that can hold carriers and siege tanks. When it is finished in about three months, it will be able to destroy an entire planet. In the end this monstrosity will be roughly two thirds the size of the Empire State Building, with nuclear warhead rocket pods on its soldiers, and howitzer anti-infantry cannons on its arms. surrounding the one hundred fifty foot wide wrists are rings of Davy Crockett nuclear grenades that can be fired three hundred at a time if you use both wrists. All of these horrifying engines of war will be the downfall of this low technology empire, that doesn't bother to use anything other than its own pathetic magic. Of course being Death you could do all of this without the fancy siege engines but what is the fun in war if you don't get to use all the amazing toys that come with it?

"What do you make of this, Jennifer?"

"I think that there is no way you can lose."

"Well then, I think you deserve something special." you say as you pull her closer to you.

You kiss her on the cheek, and you can see her mood has improved greatly.

"Now, get out of my sight, I have business to attend to." You say as she walks away happily.

"War!"

Your brother comes running over while yelling at demons to do their job better.

"What do you need brother?"

"Lets pay the fine princesses a visit shall we? I have the feeling that they are planning something new."

Author's Note

All constructive criticism and compliments are accepted.