War... war does change. The pony races fought with sticks once upon a time, but sticks didn't make the world into this, ponies did. So I suppose war doesn't change, only what we use to fight them. This war... I supported it with my designs, I contributed to the deaths of countless Ponies and Zebras alike. I was at the root of it all and all I focused on was myself. Selfishness and greed, two of the bases of war, and I practiced both of them. I can't think about that now, I've got my own war to fight. Right here in the wasteland, with my friends. My memories of pre-war Equestria all housed within this nearly indestructible body. Why didn't they use sticks...