Evil is a force, like gravity. It just exists. It is a part of the universe, to counteract good. It maintains balance in the cosmos. However, decades ago, it inexplicably gained a mind of its own. It was now able to think, to plan, to make decisions. And so it constructed itself a form- a form that struck terror in the hearts of all who saw it. In time, a name was given to the bulky, monstrous form it had taken- Julian.
Julian destroys. It is what he exists to do, his sole purpose. And in time, he had recruited thousands of people who follow the path of evil. For them, Julian was their god. And in a sense, he was. Being a force of the universe, he possessed unimaginable power. Using his army, he conquered most of the world as people know it, and ruling it with a savage dictatorship. Only a small faction of warriors, those who were strong enough to survive the onslaught of Julian’s army, existed beyond his control. They were the elite. They dedicated themselves to protecting what little left of freedom that existed in their world. And to today, they fight. They pit themselves against the never-ending waves of enemies, knowing that there is hope as long as there is one last fool who believes that Julian will be ousted from power, one way or the other.

Alectric thudded down on the ground next to yrks1948. Before the bot could even turn, the Moderator whipped his hand forward, which was already carrying Duckscalibur. The bot disintegrated on contact with the Holy Duck weapon. The bot’s signature, which was advertising as usual, was also crushed by Duckscalibur.
Reaper appeared next to Alectric.
The Duckpire Lord grinned. “Sizzle! That’s what happens to bot links” he said, his cheesy grin widening even further.
Reaper sighed, exasperated and obviously tired of his random and supposedly epic speeches.
“Aw, don’t give me that face. Look!” Alectric struck a pose which suspiciously resembled one of Superman’s. “Heroic pose!” he said rather unnecessarily.
“POW!” he continued, punching an invisible enemy with his hand.
“You are absolutely pathetic” said Reaper.
“You’re just jealous that you can’t do such an awesome pose. Duckez has the burn powerz now!” he replied, swinging Duckscalibur around randomly.
Reaper sighed again and vanished.

Thunder boomed ahead for the 426th time in the past few hours. A huge storm had enveloped LFE, producing torrential rain, frequent lightning strikes and seemingly perpetual darkness. Users scurried around, trying to do their business quick and get the hell out of LFE. Taniaetc was one of them. As she finished posting her newest sprites, she prepared to log out, but suddenly another user appeared in front of her. She took a step back in surprise. The stranger began to advance menacingly towards her.
“There is no escape. There is no escape. Vipsem2046 has you now” the user taunted. It extended a deformed hand holding a gleaming knife towards the panicking Taniaetc.
She tried darting towards the left to escape her attacker, but Vipsem2046 easily sidestepped and once again blocked her path.
"Trying to escape. Bad. Bad" it said, then lunged forward.
Taniaetc ducked, but not quickly enough. The knife tore through fabric and opened a fair-sized cut on her shoulder.
She yelped in pain and instinctively held a hand to her shoulder stem the bleeding.
“Your guard down. You finished” Vipsem2046 said, and brought down the knife on the helpless Taniaetc.
A lightning bolt struck the building next to them, blinding both temporarily. However, Taniaetc realized if she was blinded, so would her attacker, and lashed out with a foot. By sheer luck, it managed to find its target, and there was a heavy thud as her foot landed hard on Vipsem2046’s stomach.
Her aggressor flailed and reeled backwards from the blow. Straight into a hooded figure that wasn’t there moments ago.
The new arrival shoved Vipsem2046 out of the way, and held out a hand. A very sharp and unfriendly scythe materialized in his outstretched hand.
Muttering some indistinguishable words, the newcomer raised his scythe, which was now glowing softly. With a final word, the light from his scythe intensified and Vipsem2046 doubled over. It began to convulse, obviously in pain, before letting out a scream and being literally torn apart by an unseen force.
Taniaetc backed up against the wall, but the stranger did not move. There was a long pause.
She decided if the stranger really wanted to turn that rather nasty scythe on her, he would have done it long ago.
“Who are you?” asked Taniaetc breathlessly.
“I could tell you a million things about myself, but it wouldn’t make you any wiser” her savior replied.
There was an ominous silence, making the rain hammering against the ground and the repeated thunder louder than ever.
“This kind of weather does not bode well” said the hooded figure. “Beware, Taniaetc. And be prepared.”
Her rescuer stepped into a pool of shadow and sank out of sight. Just before he completely disappeared, he addressed her for the last time.
“For even the great Reaper cannot be everywhere at once.”
And Taniaetc was alone with the remains of Vipsem2046, rain pouring down all around her.

The being feared and revered throughout the world came to be a few decades ago. In that time, the land was plagued with corruption (China) and injustice (China). Ruthless dictators (China) warred with one another just because they wanted to show who's boss. Of course, the end result was usually that the two or more fighting empires weakened themselves so badly that another nation easily took over due to their exhausted soldiers and limited resources. With the defeated lords' heirs swearing revenge on their suppressors, a seemingly endless chain of hate began. Empires rose and fell in a matter or months. However, because of the constant conflict, evil outweighed good by far, disrupting the balance of the universe. With so much evil, the universe spat out the personification of evil-Julian.