In the beginning, there was nothing but darkness. An unrelenting void of black that engulfs the whole universe. However, in this void, a part of said darkness suddenly started to become sentient. The living darkness spent unknown amount of time viewing nothing but back, a master of nothingness, and loneliness.

The being of darkness does not know how he came to being, all it knows is that it doesn't wish to be alone anymore. It's sadness and isolation made the dark being wished for companions that will quench his lone existence.

For what may have been millennias, the dark being wished and wished for this never ending loneliness to end and for anything to give him reprieve. Then, on a wishfull instance, the being feels a power within it. It can sense a change from inside of it, and the ability to make it's wishes come to life.

As the being concentrated, it thought of what it truely longed for, what it truely needed.