In the beginning, before the Universe, there was absolute order. Nothing wanted, nothing ever needed. Then, something happened. Need and wanting to be more than perfect order in the Primordial Verse upset order.
Energy of all types became sentient and chose sides. Some wanted to create, while others remained as librarians, recording all. But one, one detested the new order. The One had been born the same time that the other sentients had been born. But the malice of chaos stirring in the One's soul became unquenchable. The One created wicked armies and devices of the most arcane type to trap the new life. To return life to the center of order, where the one could control all and become the most powerful force in this part of the Universe.
Wars raged for uncountable years until the side of Creation, all but lost on the shores of darkness, escaped through a tiny portal. As the portal closed another sentient of creation came through. One the male aspect of creation and the other, the female aspect of creation. For uncounted years, both traveled through space and time creating new worlds and planets to hide from the one on. Then a miracle happened, life gave birth to human that was hidden on Earth billions of years.
The One searched for eons upon eons for the last two strings of chaos. Until the One heard the infernal cry of the first born human on Earth. The cry sent the One into a frenzy. Wicked armies were created and ravaged the halo around our Universe until the army of the One had broken through. It is only a matter of time before those armies find Earth and crush the first seed of life.