Title: Total War Equestria Author: Anonymous Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/wMtBZGK6 First Edit: Saturday 5th of September 2015 09:48:25 PM CDT Last Edit: Saturday 5th of September 2015 09:48:25 PM CDT Humans. >They're a strange kind. >Long ago, over one thousand years ago you organized a relief effort to help the struggling biedial race after a volcano had erupted by their largest settlement. >In one day, more than half of humanity's numbers were wiped away. >The king himself stood before you, tearful and frantic, he growled and grunted. >Starswirl was the most fluent in the human language and did his best to translate the undying gratitude King Anonymous had for your kind. >Any need you had of humans would be provided gladly. >It took so long to convince him that you had no desire for repayment. >That what you did, the months of recovery work, was done out of goodwill. >You still remember the moment. >King Anonymous' eyes shifted to a stern glare, "Th-thaaank Ooo. Weee not f-forgot." he said with what little Equestrian he knew. >You didn't think much of it at the time. >Humans were very far behind in terms of advancement after all, what could they possibly offer? >It wasn't surprising to think that way back then, given that they were a relatively new species in Equus. >For almost a thousand years, the humans remained silent. >Toiling away in their recovering lands, far from the political fronts happening between you and the four other major races. >Tensions rose, and alliances were made. >Then came the breaking point. >Diamond dogs had been tunnelling under Canterlot. >The destruction wreaked by their ally, Queen Chrysalis, was made even more effective when the entire city collapsed on itself. >She was ultimately repelled back, but it came at a very heavy cost. >Thousands of your little ponies were killed in the assault. >Your outlying lands were low on soldiers and susceptible to attack on border towns. >It was then, that the humans stirred. >And what they did was completely unexpected. >They helped. >All of them. >Humanity appeared as a wave of restoration, relief, and comfort over the ravaged beach that was yours.   >Their medical treatment was more effective and precise than any the most skilled unicorns could muster. >Arcane engines that were smaller, efficient, and more powerful than ever thought possible were instrumental in moving mountains of debris. >They had created armour that imbued them with strength that surpasses even the minotaurs to dig graves and find survivors. >Ones without armour simply worked twice as hard to make up the difference. >All of them toiled for weeks, repaying a debt that you never demanded of them. >Men and women, even the children befriended and comforted the foals who had lost their families. >It was then that you understood the meaning behind their old King's broken words. >The humans worked closely with your priests to ensure that nopony was forgotten nor disrespected. >When you gave your speech to mourn the losses, they wept alongside your citizens. >Their pain was just the same as your ponies, it was not from sympathy or empathy that their tears found their origins. >It was from memory made purpose. >Memory of loved ones lost forever, of cradles left empty from so long ago. >By the time a meaningful amount of griffon allies could be brought in, there was little work left to be done. >The bodies were all healed, and even more so were your souls. >The devastation you felt was patched soon after by the human's efforts. >As a unified front you launched an attack on the Diamond Dogs and Changelings. >The humans pushed along as well closer and closer to the front lines, but they refused to take arms. >Instead they evacuated civilians. >Treated wounds. >Everything they could do to alleviate pain. >The battles got bigger and bigger, and humanity did what they did best. >It mattered not what side the wounded were on, they healed without question because we were all sentient, and all sentient beings had a right to live. >Humanity sent in medics and priests with bibles, bandages, and defensive equipment to face the horrors of war.   >And they healed. >Sometimes, they died when caught in the crossfire. >Even still, they patched up the injured without fear and evacuated the rest. >Humans were staples in every single army on every side that would have them. >To have a human medic nearby was to know in your heart that you would live to see your family again. >Their burning passion for life, their iron stomachs for the gory life on the battlefield, all of it was an extension of their core belief. >The debt they believed they owed was not extended to only you, but to all of Equus. >Humans paid back that debt tenfold over. >There was no need for humans to build a military aside from policing their own people. >Only once did humans come under attack from a rogue faction of the splintering Changelings. >The retaliation from every bordering nation regardless of race was so severe that it effectively killed of that branch of the Changelings. >It was not an attack born out of fear that humans would rescind their aid, it was instead because they had become a race that was respected the highest next to ones own. >The youngest race, who had less advancement than even the Zebras, has come a long way in merely a thousand years. >And they chose not to use their power to attack, or engage in petty squabbles. >Instead they devote themselves, their lives, to serving others. >They bleed, so others don't have to.