...there used to be a great sun, at the center of a solar system. It was a beautiful burning iridescent color, with 8 silvery white planets surrounding it. Each of the planets were tinted a color of the rainbow, Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo, Violet, and White. Each planet brought forth a celestial deity with the corresponding names. And born from the pearly and rainbow sun, was Thetos.
Thetos was the oldest of the 9, and she stood taller than the rest. She was a blinding iridescent color, same as the sun that birthed her. She and the other deities born from their celestial bodies all worked together, using their magic, to create a race of lesser deities, the Nexios. The Nexios were adored by all of the deities above, and the Nexios grew strong. They loved to build and terraform and expand, and the deities helped them. Togther these ancient beings conquered the galaxies. Yet the Nexios were not satisfied. The Nexios all sought for peace. Yet many a war they had fought with other races, looking to steal their territory, their home, all they had ever worked for! So the Nexios fought back. They built and terraformed and expanded and took more and more, so nobody could fill the land they knew was always theirs. They overcrowded the galaxy with the kingdoms they furnished and they bloodied the stars with the gore on their swords. And the deities watched it all, in shock and horror. One day, White had enough. White angrily shouted from the clouds, where had their sense, their love, their conscious had gone. Would anything be enough for them, she screamed, as her shrieks peirced through their soil and mud. After that day, White was a reminder to all the other galaxies and races across the universe, "Look at our power and might. We defeated a god, we will defeat you next."