"Mommy, can you tell me a story?" The young colt smiled up at his mother as she tucked him in.
"Oh alright, but only if you promise to sleep right after." The young earth pony nodded quickly, giving his mother the biggest smile he could muster. "What do you want to hear then? Any special stories, or do you want me to choose?" The unicorn mare opened the story book as she waited for her son's answer.
"What about the mountain? you never told me why it's so important!" He focused his eyes out the nearby window as he spoke, a tall, white mountain filled his vision, it's crystal surface reflecting the moonlight to give itself a pale glow.
"I haven't? well then, we need to fix that don't we?" His mother gave him a warm smile as she started reading.
Once upon a time the world was barren and cursed with eternal night. No life was present and no sound was made.
Then out of nowhere came the creator. A pale, moonlit pony of unmatched beauty. His starry mane flowing like the waves of the ocean and his pale blue fur unmatched by any other.
He saw the world and he frowned, for no world should be so dead and silent. And thus he used his almighty magic to forge a new world. The sand hardened and became earth, Mountains rose and forest grew. The creator smiled as he inspected his work, but his job was not yet finished. Flapping his four mighty wings, he created the wind and with a powerful burst of magic he forged the sun to light up the world.
The world turned from a wasteland into a paradise in a few minutes. but no matter how beautiful, the world was still empty. Seeking to fill the world with life, the creator used his magic to summon the ocean and the waters of the world to nourish the life he would create. The creator then proceeded to make four ponies, four brothers who would live in this world that he had reshaped.
First he made Vermas the Alicorn by using the waters of life. Vermas had a dark blue fur that would move like the calm sea, his mane made out of water, floating like a wave at the middle of sea and his eyes were dark blue like the deepest part of the ocean.
Second he made Xarak the Unicorn by using the fires of determination. Xarak had deep red fur that glowed with the heat of his body, a mane of fire that would light up the very horizon and bright orange eyes filled with neverending determination.
Third he made Zerekas the earth pony by using the crystals of honesty. Zerekas had a light green crystalized fur that would at times shimmer in all the colours of the raindow, a diamond infused mane that would make even the proudest of stallions jealous and dark purple eyes that were as beautiful as any gem.
And finally he made Ykovon the pegasus by using the winds of wisdom. Ykovon had a light grey fur that was silky and smooth, a transparent mane that whispered like the wind and deep yellow eyes that shone like the sun.
Satisfied with his work, the creator left his sons to share the new world.
"But mom, what does that have to do with the Crystal Mountain?"
"Well, let me finish the story and you will see"
Soon after their father left, the four brothers used their magic to make the four pony races. Then they all agreed to rule their new subjects together as the four immortal kings.
Hundreds of years went by and everypony lived happy immortal lives, death not even a thought back then. But, it was all bound to come to an end. Ykovon, Xarak and Zerekas each found a bride and had children. Vermas however, could not find anypony to truly love. Vermas isolated himself in his grief.
Time went by and Vermas decided to start developing new spells in his lonesome. One of Vermas spells was named Death, the ultimate spell that would do the unthinkable and remove life itself.
The spell corrupted Vermas, forced him into madness, made him hate his brothers. In the end, the madness drove Vermas to use the spell, making all but him mortal, limiting their lives to time.
Ykovon and Xarak tried to stop their brother, but even they were no match for the firstborn. Vermas was almighty, he could toy with the lives of whoever he pleased. After all, if not even two of his own brothers could stop him, then who could?
Zerekas however would not let his brother's madness continue.
Knowing that he had no chance to beat his elder brother alone, Zerekas used his own life force to create a prison that could hold the mad Alicorn.
The prison was named the crystal mountain, because it was made out of magic resistant crystals that not even Vermas could harm.
But even the crystal mountain cannot hold all of Vermas madness. The first Alicorn's evil has seeped into the earth itself, corrupting animals and ponies alike.
The mare closed the story book "And that is why the mountain is so important. It holds the source of all evil. And as long as it stands, the world has hope."
The young colt turned back to the window, staring at the mountain in awe.
"So will he be trapped there for all eternity?" A hint of fear showed in the young colts expression.
"Yes my little gem, Vermas will never break free from his prison and he will never get to touch a single one of your hairs, I promise."
A smile spread across the young colt's face as his eyes started to feel heavy. "If you say so mom." The colt's dark purple eyes closed and he fell sound asleep.
The mare smiled as she stood up, thinking of how much her son resembled Zerekas from the story. "Good night my little Zekash."
Far away from the small pony town, deep inside the Crystal Mountain where no sound or light reach, comes a silent but ominous sound, as if somepony just jawned. A dark blue aura starts to seep into the weakening crystal around the single chamber as the lone prisoner begins to move for the first time in many millennia.
"SOON..."