To anyone wondering about the penname Lord Dread Sigma, here ya' go:

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Dread: the Dread are a five billion year old autonomous military order of shape-shifting reptilian cyborgs lead by the Dread Lord, who unlike the rest of his soldiers has been around for the entire 5 billion years while expanding the territory of the Grand Republic (the actual government consisting of trillions of members from thousands of different species) across tens of thousands of galaxies.

The Dread all wear the uniform of the appearance of the very first Dread the Veirdians, a reptilian race that created the original Dread as super-soldiers to fight in their numerous civil wars, eventually the various Veridian governments were united under one banner and the Dread were put in cold storage. Not long after the Veridians began exploring the universe and came upon a hostile species, they called upon the Dread, modifying them with new tech and adding to their numbers, to end the war. However as Veridian space expanded they came in contact with several species, many aggressive. And again the Dread were called upon several times, being refrozen after each war ended.

But the terrible truth is the Dread were conscious in their slumber, trapped until the next brutal war. Eventually the Dread refused to be refrozen, spread across most of Veridian space in the largest military compounds the Dread held the military hostage. Their only demand was to be given autonomy and be allowed to protect the Veridians their way. With the approaching enemy forces the government gave in. The war was won by the Dread and then they left Veridian space and took up post on the boarder to head off any invaders that might come. There the leader of the rebellion, the soon to be renamed Dread Lord, set down the Protocols of Dread; the laws by which all dread are held to follow without question. Lacking years of inaction in cold storage they were now able to constantly expand their numbers and evolve their tech, vastly improving their semi-artificial bodies and making them a more well organized and established force in war.

With the Dread now heading the defense of the Veridian, their society underwent several changes, including a shift to a more peaceful breed, since the wars were usually ended before they ever reached them. They began forging alliances, eventually forming the Veridian Republic, consisting of several governments adsorbed into that of the Veridian. As this progressed the Dread were rewarded with the tech and minds of these new acquisitions... even accepting non-Veridian members into their order, but it remained very much a Veridian club. The nano-tech that was primarily used to fit their artificial components to their organic ones was now being researched for far more possibilities, primarily repairing damage more quickly and increasing life-span.

Ever expanding the Veridian Republic became known as merely The Republic, as Veridians were becoming fewer in number compared to the other species that were making up their society and government. The Dread also were granted the ability to shape-shift with the introduction of bio-synthetic pico-tech, hyper small machines partially constructed of organic materials. This advancement allowed for other species to join and still look like the original Veridian Dread, this is when the Dread gained an official uniform in the form of the Veridian body and it has remained as such ever since.

Given the newer cyborg status of the Dread terms of service needed to be set. Footsoldiers were set to 5,000 years, after which they would retire surrendering their tech allowing them to age normally and die in their birth skins as it became known to non-Veridian Dread members. Dread Knights, officers commanding the troops on the front, would serve up to 10,000 years. Inquisitors, divisional commanders, 50,000 years. Finally Lords of Dread, who held command over all Dread inside their section of Dread space, held for as long as the Dread Lord allowed, the longest to date being 197,000 years. The Dread Lord himself had been around since the rebellion, kept alive by radical nano-tech treatments that were painful and costly procedures that only he undertook, for the sheer pain sent others to simply serve as long as their bodies would allow, until the introduction of bio-syn pico-tech that is. He never retired, and held on to his post to keep order in this order as long as he could... some would call this crazy or selfish, but since they've been around longer than any other force or government, the some can draw whatever conclusions they want, but what works works.

During their expanse, with the new shapeshifting abilities, the Dread Lord ordered that scouts infiltrate societies on worlds outside the mighty veil of Dread space in order to discern potential threats or allies. Much knowledge about countless societies was learned and used to find new members for both the Dread and the Republic. The observation of other worlds became an immense part of the Dread, they would often send observers to worlds in galaxies they hadn't even arrived in yet, such was their curiosity. They were not permitted to aid these worlds with their powers, they were their only to observe. The were not the police of the universe, only the defenders of the Republic and that's the creed they would hold to...mostly.

Enemies were also found, but the intelligence gained allowed for easier victories. Though as the Dread evolved into more and more powerful warriors with near god-like powers and experience to wield them victories came easier and easier.

That is until they came to face the Hida'al, a species of energy beings inhabiting metal suits. The Hida'al were a cruel slaver race that had enslaved countless worlds across thousands of galaxies. They fought with incredibly advanced tech and crushed all who faced them, until their border slammed into that of the Dread. The encounter was nothing of note at first glance; two small fleets both holding a defensive position, but the High Luminary, the leader of the Hida'al ordered an attack to dispose of those standing between them and new conquests... this proved to be disaster for the Hida'al as a second Dread fleet lead by Lord Rho arrived and obliterated the small Hida'al attack fleet. This started the legendary 50 million year war between the Hida'al War Council and the Dread. The war itself was mostly just long periods of peace followed by brutal periods of fighting, usually with massive fleet engagements and the occasional planetary war, scorching the poor world being fought upon. Most of the smaller fights were border disputes along the largest border in the known universe, small fleets would fight over star systems while the monster fleets cooked each other in dead space encounters, because the main guns on most of their ships could destroy stars. Eventually the Dread Lord and High Luminary fought in the Ner'o Galaxy... which didn't survive the encounter. This destruction of an entire galaxy prompted the leaders to sign a peace accord known as the Ner'o Armistice.

Despite the peace bitter world disputes occasionally flared up into battles, but no additional forces ever came to the aid of either force, allowing it to be settled by the might of the commanders at present. This along with a series of other special provisions were included in the treaty to allow for less destructive solutions than galaxy obliteration to various points of conflict that both would encounter while expanding the enormous border.

As it should be expected the Veridian and many other of the early Republic's species had evolved beyond the need for physical bodies leaving behind their former territories ripe with their advanced abandoned cities and colonies. The Dread took charge of this chunk of Republic space without much protest from the current high senate. A Lord of Dread was tasked with tending the section deemed Dead Space. This lord would deal with all the remnant tech and chose the fate of the cities and monuments, weighing their importance versus the new life that was evolving on these abandoned worlds. Soon new civilizations would emerge and this Lord of Dread would have to decide how much of the previous civilizations's remnants they would get to interact with. This post was given to the most reserved of Inquisitors, chosen because they preferred not to interact with the new societies, preferring to observe them not shape them. This post is currently held by yours truly... };{)

So, if you survived that long intro then you deserve a cookie and entrance into the Dread. This is the current (since Rho refers to the sector she commands and isn't her name) Rho's sector to handle so you may need to talk to her, but I could always pass along a good word or two... I mean I am the boss's second, and the second oldest of the Lords of Dread.

But anyway, when I say -May Dread watch over you- I'm referring to the Dread Lord, the big dog of our order, and trust me he's a good guy to have in your corner. I'd say ask the inhabitants of Ner'o but you can't. }x{D

So, how many of you have that much backstory for your pen-name? lol

And in case you're wondering, yeah that's all from my mind so, I do own the Dread and Hida'al. }:{)

Dread: strange quotes,

“We the sleeping titan of this world have yet to show our through self. If you wish to awaken it, then by all means destroy yourself.” - LDS, about the outcastes, the socially awkward, and the 'losers'

"In the shadows of malevolence I feast upon the wicked,

so by all means indulge in sin tonight.

For come morning I shall dine.”

-Dread, in universes with magic not just science

"Love is love, and there is no force in Heaven or on Earth that can change who we love." -?

"Ammo, ammo, ammo, you can never have enough, if you think you do...you're shit outa luck." - LDS, on what you need to survive zombies, aliens, or general doomsday

I also write fan fiction and have an account at FanFiction, same name.

-May Dread watch over you- ...and have a nice day. }:{)