If you are a person that is quick to judge a story, don't. Please read the third chapter at least, as that's where the story really begins. You know what, don;t do that either. Love this story. Love it like you love General CAT4. A lot.
Long ago, before the idea of mortal beings existed. There were two entities that could not coexist. The two forces fought and fought, as they knew nothing else would suffice. One force embodied all things pure. The other represented all things evil or corrupt. The two forces have many names in different ways, but they prefer to be worshiped as The Light and The Dark.
The two forces fought over empty territories they had created. The realms were known as:
The Realm of Hell
The Realm of Limbo
The Realm of Heaven
The two were evenly matched, neither could ever get the upper hand. At one time The Dark made an offer in the Limbo Realm. No one ever learned when the offer was, but they some know what the offer was, and The Light's answer.
"Brother...The two of us may never coexist...Nor can either of us defeat the other," The Dark said.
The Light agreed.
"Instead of this lasting for eternity, what if we couldn't choose who will survive?" The Dark said.
"What are you implying?" The Light responded.
"Create life....Create beings, that could think freely, who could choose the victor freely? Let them find their own salvation or corruption?"
No one ever found out what happened next, but I know that The Light and The Dark made a ritual to create mortal beings. They would seal themselves away until these beings summoned one over the other, creating The Realms of The Living.
The Light Was cast away to Heaven. The Dark to Hell.
Somehow, The Dark tricked the Light into sealing itself away first, and as The Dark was slipping out of power in the Limbo Realm, it cast a spell on The Light, and another on itself.
The spell cast on The Light was a temporary suppression of it's ability to sense power. The one cast on The Dark took away a sliver of it's power. It created a box to store the sliver, that if opened, would release The Dark's part of power into that Realm of The Living, hoping to give itself an edge over The Light. The box was sent into every Realm of The Living, hoping that one of them would be found, and opened.
There was one Realm of The Living that became corrupt. That Realm was known as Equestria. Equestria was a happy land, where peace and happiness bloomed. Until the day when three young fillies were playing outside, pretending to be coal miners. One of their shovels made contact with a hard metal surface. The three unearthed it to find a black box, the size of their heads, and saw that it was covered in small jagged pieces of metal sticking out. It was emitting a steady stream of cold mist through the rim. The three fillies went against their better judgement and opened the box.
As soon as the box was opened, a smoke soared through the air, bringing all unearthly things to the world.
The smoke needed a physical host, so it searched for one....until it found the perfect host. The smoke entered a stone, summoning the beast within, Discord. The Dark manifested itself inside Discord, removing his intentions, but not his personality.
"Sense, what fun is sense? Time to destroy sense."
The Dark had claimed a Realm, now to insure The Light stayed out. Discord cast his growing power across the land into the Everfree Forest. All the creatures there became corrupt, with a need for evil. All the dead bodies who's souls were in peace became mindless too. All the spirits were bound to their bodies, summoning ghosts, ghasts, boggarts, and all sorts of evil.
After a while, the populations of Equestria dwindled, the numbers dropping rapidly. Years turned into decades, into centuries. The ponies knew not how to battle these creature. Magic was only effective to a certain level.
The ponies of Equestria were close to the extent where there weren't enough ponies to survive. Most surviving ponies moved to Canterlot, which no longer housed the Princesses, who were brutally slaughtered. Some ponies lived in Cloudsdale as it had become a fortress for pegasi only. Only a few ponies still lived in the town once known as Ponyville, and they were close to extinction....