Long ago, the three pony tribes lived in a somewhat stable form of coexistence with each other. Until the mysterious blizzard came and shattered their precarious peace. Thanks to the miracle that led to the forming of Equestria. The three tribe nations have managed to maintain a teetering truce with each other since. It's almost been a year since then.

The world is in bad shape, and only vaguely resembles what it should be. The average humans of Equestria have to fend for themselves, suffering for the indifference and threats from above, while others are happily ignorant of the country's plight.