Once upon a time, an enormous explosion occurred in an empty void. From that explosion, galaxies spread and a variety of worlds were formed as years passed- and a selected few grew life within it.

Angels came down from the kingdom of Heaven to see the creation and give signs to those worlds for guidance. However, there is one particular world that caught the creator's attention. It was very large and pitch black, as if He was looking at a black hole. From His command, the angels descended with grace and power before bursting it with colorful flames, thus bringing life to everything.

Unlike other worlds, though, this one came with different terrains of bizarre heights, oceans of different lengths, diverse creatures that adapt to any habitat. Despite that, the continuation of creating had given the image of man a life.

The angels, who guarded and fascinated by the earth’s energy, had begun to morph and reborn as the elder gods that could channel the elements of the world. Their appearance had also been changed based on the which they reside, from the morning/night sky, to the gentle/strong waves, and to the high/low ground. It was as if they had become like the creator Himself.

It was all good and well, until one angel back in Heaven, formerly known as The Shining one, so bright, perfect in appearance, and so high-headed, got blinded by his pride, arrogance, and jealousy. He thought that he should also be the lord of every creation in the universes. Ironically, the Shining one’s brightness was not enough for there was one thing that opposes him- his father, his creator, God Almighty.

Not long after, the other angels, who shared the same ideals and inspired by the Shining one’s motives, joined his side and created rankings of their own. Standing between him and the throne were the seven archangels- his former brothers, who were formerly meaningful to him, and even the elder gods. The Shining one was furious of their hypocrisy: pretending to be like Him and influencing the world (even the universe) as it was.

Perfect the Shining one maybe, but he was no match against the strength and prowess of the archangels, especially their leader known as the Champion. The so-called perfect angel and his followers were cast out into the pit of fire. As they fell, their once holy appearance got cursed with flames and rot, their wings withered, their skin turned black and red, and their voices that used to sing for the glory of God, had become horrifying growls of curses.

Those treacherous angels were no longer welcome from the Kingdom of Heaven and became devious demons- imprisoned from their own folly, with the hottest flames and the coldest winters. A place where they torture their own souls. A place the creator named Hell. Their leader, the perfect angel, the Shining one, turned into the Darkened one, a fallen angel turned into a hideous devil.

Fueled by rage, guilt, and madness, the Darkened one broke out another war. This time was not to take place on Heaven, but by conquering the earth, he was also fascinated by. He influenced the first sin amongst man, he influenced them by the difference beliefs from their gods- thus war broke out from other nations. His followers, now a bunch of hideous monsters, had begun terrorizing the lands, the seas, and the skies.

The Champion led the holy angels against the darkness once more. Even the elder gods had agreed to join them. War of the divine and the corrupted had started. Their power caused an enormous shockwave to the once dark world. The flash of light continued to spread like flames to the point that the creatures and man evolved into something extraordinary. The newborns had emerged from the world: new gods, new monsters, new races, new creatures. All sounded good and exciting, but of course there were always conflicts between them.

To the Darkened one's delight, he saw this as an opportunity to continue his original plan. Demon lords were formed with an army of their own and were carried under the Darkened one's wings. The forces of Hell climbed up to earth to lure the archangels, so they could battle here on this special planet.

Not only that, the Darkened one had tried something that no angel, demons, nor the so-called elder gods could: summoning from his free will like the creator Himself. A large mass burst out from the shadowy clouds. Swirling pillars of fire, wind, and lightning erupted on the ground. Two enormous wings were raised high, almost blocking the entire sun.

This was the first appearance of the Devastrigon, born from the suffering of the universe: chaos, death, and destruction. None could survive its unrelenting power, no matter where they hide and how hard they pray. The archangels had reached their desperation.

The Champion thought of another plan and told his fellow archangels to use their unmatched light to flash the world once more, purging the ultimate evil. The Darkened one's forces were finally pushed back.

But as for the Devastrigon, it continued to grow as it became a living entity even without its creator. Unshaken, unrelenting, and undying. The corrupted aura from across the universe- or worse, from the multiverse, powered the Devastrigon, so the angels, together with the elder gods since they were also the masters of the elements, had no other option but to imprison it in the realm of the underworld, where the three-headed monster was forced into a deep slumber.

As the messengers of the creator Himself - the Champion and the archangels realized the impurity the Darkened one and his demons had done.

Exposed too much of their presence, they had decided to give the world something that one day will become their only hope: A flash of a miracle that would counter-attack the dark magic that hell brought upon here.

Because of the flash, the races unite and become guardian heroes of old legends and anew. An enchanted world, finally named Enchanteria, is full of wonders, adventures, and secrets. Whenever darkness and unknown evil lurks elsewhere, the Flash guardians are always there.

Before the end comes with a beginning, they say. A rising legend will soon be awakened… and so does the Devastrigon.