In the darkest pits of the crystal empire you had awoken in a pair of chains attached to your hooves. Looking around noticing you were around black crystals and spikes. Came trotting a figure, and when you looked up there you feasted your eyes on one…King Sombra, laughing like the prick he was. He bent down to your level only to mock you in your face. “well well,,,look who finally decided to wake up. Puny little Pony…”

“I doubt you’re holding the curse.. A weak thing like you…idiots.” The king huffed out before walking away as he looked at himself in one of the crystal mirrors and grinned. “but…I can help you control it…if you do one small thing. Betray the mane six…and the cure will be yours… don’t then…” his horn flashed a deep red. ”Perish Alone.”