Ah the crystals had been found, the beast Rot sheds them and he has a few places where he rubs them off. A lucky pegasi found the spot next to a cliff, the ponies had the means now to power the floating island. But the problem now was how were they going to make all these little crystals into one big crystal? Why the answer is easy, earth pony magic. Earth ponies are naturally very strong, they also have a bit of their own magic. They are able to feel the frequency of the earth and stones, a few taps and a well trained ear can listen to rhythm of the stone or the earth. Then it is all about hitting that sweet spot, some ponies are able to shatter boulders with one well placed hit. It is all about the precision of the strike as well as the rhythm of the stone. Think of it as a tuning fork if you will, the earth ponies were able to get the crystal fragments to vibrate to the point that unicorns could melt them together with their magic. So small became large, large became huge and huge became the heart of Cloudlantis.
Everything was going fine, the pony tribes had done what so many others had tried to do. They conquered the beast Rot in their own way, of course it helped that they learned from others who tried. Dragons, gryphons, even zebra had tried to get the beast Rot to do as they pleased at some point. But violence begat violence, and it was the zebras who learned that a minor inconvenience could dissuade Rot. Waving a few thorn bushes got him to change direction, keeping him from trampling crops. Offerings of honey kept him from napping in their towns and roads. A simple bop on the nose, it was a dare from a bunch of teens, was enough to confuse him when he was getting angry. Though in all honesty I’m not sure why I am telling you all the history of this place. It has fallen from memory, barely even a foalhood story these days. All it took was one greedy pony to ruin it for everyone else, just one greedy pony to ruin it all.
One greedy pony to take over the command center, one greedy pony to lift it into the sky before the agreed upon time. One greedy pony to sow the seeds of distrust, one stupid pony to take the island to outer most reaches of the atmosphere where gravity hangs onto the island by just the tips of its fingers. One stupid pony to activate the cloaking device that shows what is above on the bottom of the island. One stupid pony to realize that up so high it is ever so cold and there isn’t that much oxygen. One stupid greedy pony soul… to trade to Death herself for a favor. A case of nature versus nurture, I wonder… if they had had a different upbringing would they have become the terrible ponies that they were? One stupid greedy pony soul that has managed to hide from Death for so long. Though of course this brings up a problem, do I go with both of my plans at the same time or do one first then the other?
If I do both at the same time one plan will be cut short and I’ll never get to see the battle between nature vs nurture. If I do the one plan first then wait then Smiling will have to wait to be made whole again. Of course if I do as planned to make him whole this world will suffer greatly. Oh that’s right I never did tell you what I had planned for this ancient island. I’m going to crash it into the mountains in the Badlands where the Faust Engine is. The resulting explosion will of course kick decimate the entire planet but the magic released from the destruction of the Faust Engine will give Smiling the power he needs to pull himself together.