A long time ago in the Equestrian Universe there was a great and terrible galactic war over six powerful "harmonic stones" which channeled powerful magic of unknown magnitude. The two main warring clans were the Shadaraki, and the Lighesti, but a third clan awoke, the Dreadnoughts and slaughtered the other two clans for being so selfish. This third clan had technologies so advanced, the other two had just theoretically thought possible. The third killed nearly every one of the Shadaraki and Lighesti. Except for two.
Celestia and Luna, warriors of great prestige. They had been sent, from their respective clans to investigate the world known only as Synapse Beta. Each believed the key to restarting their peoples would lie in the "Harmonic Stones". They encountered each other, and a ferocious battle ensued.
They battled, but in the end, it was a draw. Night could not overcome day unaided, neither day slay night without help. Alas, they fought until the both lay in their weakness and blood.
After several long days of needless suffering. The older stood up, despite the agony coursing through her nerves, dragged the younger to a cave. After several months, they both recovered, but in the constant bloodshed they lost what had made them great warriors. A sanguine thirst for blood. They were ashamed of what they had become. And made a vow on that fateful day. They would never again shed unnecessary blood.
During one of their days they had to hunt, they discovered a crashed Dreadnought Starship. The Dreadnought clan, back in it's golden age, had a fleet of two million of Starships. Celestia and Luna then set about to do to wise thing. Explore the Starship.
After exploring the cavern-like rooms of the Dreadnought Starship, they entered the main bridge. "Very interesting.... Night and Day working together? Unheard of! What makes you so unique?" Came a voice more curious than anything currently in existence. A creature stepped away from the shadows into the light pouring through a crack above. It was a Unicorn, from the Dreadnought clan. He was a deep Violet color, with black and gray in his mane, and he rasped eyes aglowing "I have seen the future! The Elements will better benefit you and your people than us! The others speak of selfishness! Yet I see hope! I am Eternal!" And with that he dissolved into a cacophony of colored light and seemly went inside the two warriors. And laying at where the old seer died, laid six gleaming stones, one shaped in the shape of a star. "There will be one, with five around! Them and their enemies shall decide your people's fate!" Came from nowhere. And in six pools of a thick liquid, laid six technicolor ponies with grand destinies in their hearts.
