Long ago, there was nothing but inky blackness, a void if you will.
The void was all there ever was, there was nothing there with it.
The void grew lonely, for nothing could understand its struggle.
So the void created a friend; a being in its own image to be friends with.
But the void made a mistake in its creation: the being wasn't in the void's image. The being that it had made was the exact mirror image of itself. So evil was brought into the world.
The being rebelled against the void, pushing away to be its own thought.
So the void let it go and was left with only itself again.
This time, the void solved the problem with a new creation.
That creation was called Life.
Eons passed and the void watched Life grow into a beautiful universe. But the evil being swore to destroy the void's new creation, and the void knew that it could not hide the beautiful universe forever.
So the void began to raise armies to defend the universe and chose 4 people throughout history to lead those armies to victory.
The void just had to wait.
Long ago, there was nothing but inky blackness, a void if you will.
And that void had a name.
His name was Chaos.
