The Beginning of All

Now when a Paragon's physical body shifts between dimensions, it drags parts of it's ethereal influence behind it. And ever so often, an emotion's influence would cross paths with another. Thus, a new emotion was created from the collision between the two. Newer, and more complex than its predecessors. But very rarely would the new emotion thrive, more than likely it's two emotions would conflict so much that the new emotion would dissipate. Or if it didn't split up, it remained powerless and weak.

Even through the vastness of all the Universes, the creation of new Paragon was extremely rare. And even rarer, the stable combination of three or more emotions. However, time wasn't a factor, so eventually, multiple beings were created that felt or comprehended all emotions. They would be considered the pinnacle of the Paragon race, but were so rare that it happened a total of once in each Universe.

These six began to develop something more than pure, raw emotion due to their complexity: thought. They began to think and to learn, seeking to understand their existence and life itself. Rather than slowly chasing each other through the Universes like the Paragon, the Six would explore their Universe, wanting to learn of and use what was around them. The Six knew they were different from the others, with their emotional intricacy and control over the elements.

They could sense each other through the dimensional barriers, and developed something like kindred to one another because of their difference. Although they couldn't see or talk to each other, they knew that one day, they would be able to once they had enough magic to slip through the dimensional barriers.

The Six communicated through emotion, and thoughts attached to those emotions, since speech hadn't been developed yet. They agreed on a meeting place in the Universe of Magic, just a point in the void. If you were to put it onto a coordinate grid, it would be called 0x 0y 0z, or the origin of all following distances. Each Universe occupied the same space, so the meeting point would look different in each Universe. The Universes had no beginning, so this point was more of an arbitrary claim, that this was the start. The start of something new, life itself.

One by one, the Six gained enough magic to break through and wait for the others at their designated meeting place. The first to arrive was Earth, unless you counted Magic as first, since it didn't need to go anywhere. Fire quickly followed suit. The two began shaping a planet, something stable to stand on instead of floating around in the void. A molten core with a thick earthen shell that created enough gravity to stand on, and was safe for the others to walk on. But this planet was in no way earth-sized. It was absolutely massive, many times larger than our earth.

The next pair was Water and Storm, each claiming parts of the world by filling it with their element. Thus, the atmosphere and the oceans were created. The last to arrive was Light. The only source of light in the Universe of Magic are the distant stars, barely providing any illumination. So Light wanted to contribute something to the creation of their world, and with the help of Fire, made what we call the Sun.

Considering their masterpiece complete, the Six all converged in one of the many valleys, with high mountains that gradually sloped down into the ocean. The Six decided that this was to be their mutual ground, where they could all meet often. The rest of the planet was split loosely between elemental domains.

With their home established, the Six sought to differentiate themselves from the Paragon physically, with new forms. It took great effort and compromises from each to make a single design, incredibly complex when compared to the Paragon's bodies. This was a permanent transformation, from purely elemental to flesh and bone. When it was done, three young colts and three young mares lay exhausted on the ground, at each point in a hexagon formation.

The Pattern of Six is an important symbol for their times. The hexagon they made created a mindset among them, that they were all equal, and part of something beyond themselves. Six points in the pattern, six young alicorns of incredible power. Then, they staggered to their hooves and opened their eyes. If one was to look at this formation from an aerial view, Fire would be at the top, and then continuing clockwise, Earth, Water, Magic, Storm, and Light.

Fire's coat was a deep maroon,  and he had eyes that constantly waved slowly between shades of red, orange, and yellow; much like the warm glow of a fireplace. His mane showed similar characteristics, so it always looked like a fire in slow-motion. His hair was longer around his horn and the top of his head, but was pointed back, so it made kind of a rough multi-pointed teardrop shape that flowed off into the air behind him. His tail, like his mane, was relatively short, but still came down to somewhere between his flank and hock. Fire's wings were also impressive, having the basic structure of a pegasi wing, but all the feathers flowed into long points, and waved to some unknown wind. The feathers closer to the bend in the wing looked yellow and hot, which faded into bright orange and then maroon as the feathers splayed out along the wing.

Earth had a rich, brown coat, like dirt untouched by farming. His jaw was much more square and sharp, and his entire body slightly taller and stockier than the others. Earth's eyes were a bright, lime green, a surprising contrast to all the brown. His mane was a combination between a light gray and a dull green, like the color of willow leaves from far away. His hair ended in longish spikes that fell around his neck and forehead. Even though they were technically the same age, Earth always looked the oldest, and often acted the part.

Water's coat was a very light cyan, light the shallow waters of some tropic island. Her eyes reflected the depth of the ocean through the darkest of blues. Like Fire, her wings and mane displayed very elemental-like qualities, constantly waving in majestic waves. Storm had a coat of ash-gray, and eyes like the yellow flash of lightning. Her mane always billowed and swirled in slightly-bulbous, cloud-like forms that were even an even darker gray than her coat. Storm's feathers were long, bright yellow, and jagged, another elemental quality that somehow didn't cut down on performance.