Souls

In the Age of Ancient Equestria, the world was barely formed, shrouded by snow. A land of white crags, ice trees, and everlasting dragons and their prey, the ponies.
But then there were the Alicorns. And with Alicorns came Disparity. Draconequi and Minotaurs, Griffins and Dogs, and of course... Magic
Then, from the Dark, They came, and found the Artifacts of Draconequi within the flame.
Discord, the First of the Insane.
The King of Crystal Empire, and his arts of Necromancy.
Celestia, the Lady of Sunlight, and her faithful guard.
And the talented Starswirl, so easily forgotten.
With the Strength of Artifacts, they challenged the dragons.
Celestia's mighty bolts peeled apart their impenetrable scales.
The King weaved great Necromancy.
Discord unleashed a miasma of death and disease.
And Lance the Wingless betrayed his own, and the dragons were no more.
Thus began the Age of Magic...
But soon, the magic will fade, and only death will remain.
Even now, there are only sparks, and creature sees not magic, but only endless tricks.
And amongst the living are seen, carriers of the accursed Darksign.