There was once a military leader greater than all others. His name is lost to time, but his armies swept across the galaxy, conquering world after world, unstoppable. At first, he was a force of order, bringing civilization to the planets he claimed. But power consumed him. Drunk with dominance, he became ruthless, his rule twisted by cruelty. In his arrogance, he committed the ultimate sin—erasing an entire planet for failing to bend knee.
At last, the forces of the universe united against him. Lead by the legendary Divine Armors of Power, they struck him down. Defeated and captured, he faced a punishment beyond death—cast into the Galaxy Hole, a cosmic abyss where he would be torn apart for eternity.

But the abyss did not destroy him. It remade him.
The dark energies of the abyss seeped into his very being, reshaping him into something far worse than the tyrant he once was. He was no longer flesh. No longer mortal.

When he emerged, he was reborn. He was Spikes. A being of pure darkness, infused with the raw, dark powers of the Galaxy Hole itself. His empire had long since crumbled, his name forgotten. But his purpose remained.
Now, Spikes rises once more. And this time, he will need a new army.

Long ago, Ygg reigned as a god beneath the surface, where Craglings soared in a fiery sky, and boiling oceans roared. His castle was majestic, his feasts unparalleled, and his followers worshipped him with unyielding devotion. Candles lit on jagged seaside rocks pierced the endless night, their glow a testament to his glory.
Ygg’s enemies trembled before him, crushed by his merciless wrath. None dared disobey, for rebellion was met with swift, bloody retribution. He was absolute—a deity of fear and adoration.
But fate turned against him. Drawn into the mysterious Galaxy Hole, Ygg emerged alone on the forsaken planet of Ferror, where his divinity was met with scorn. Bereft of worship, he sought the favor of its wretched inhabitants, forging dark pacts and aiding the corrupt. He became an enforcer, a tool for lesser beings, blind to how far he had fallen.
In his desperation to reclaim his lost grandeur, Ygg joined Spikes’ Legions, a band of exiles and misfits. Together, they spread chaos across Ferror’s wild lands. Yet, even amid the destruction, Ygg’s soul ached for the reverence he once commanded—a longing that would forever remind him of the god he had been and the shadow he had become.