Author's Note: Originally, I was only going to incorporate my own versions of trolls, goblins, and giant insects as antagonists for my heroes in Sir Persevere's world given that most dragons, tesahorns, etc. are good creatures. However, recent events in the real world have given me inspiration to also incorporate orcs when the time comes to properly tell his story. Unlike the other evil creatures of trolls, goblins, etc., orcs are not the product of black magic, but are rather cursed by a more heavenly influence. This is their story.

Back thousands of years before even Count Doom's ancestors began using vile deadly magic against the sentient creatures that roam Sir Persevere's world, there was a time when the world was absolute evil. It grieved the Creator's heart to see such wickedness ravage the seven continents of the world. Giants, the offspring of demons and humans, desolated everything in their path. Humans themselves offered their minds and hearts to cult mentalities. In the process of so doing, these cultish humans defaced themselves and attacked innocent bystanders without rhyme or reason. Dragons, Pit Lizards, Chanadroons (Chinese Dragons), Tesahorns, Unicorns, Giant Salamanders (among many other sentient creatures throughout the world), were forced to kill many of these depraved individuals. But still the wickedness kept coming, and many of the good sentient creatures lost their lives along with humans as a result of their courage in the face of this nonsense. The wickedness got so bad that by the time everything was said and done, about three quarters of the sentient creatures had likewise thrown in their lot with the forces of evil.

The Creator sought to deal judgment upon the planet. But seven righteous human families were found on the seven continents. To them, He gave the command to build massive reinforced bunkers of metal and stone. With the help of the good sentient creatures, this undertaking was accomplished. When the construction of these bunkers was complete, the seven families entered their shelters. They were joined by what remained of the good sentient creatures, which had by this time dwindled to the Patriarch and Matriarch (aka the Adam and Eve) of each species and a few of their children. Two of each kind of ordinary animal entered the shelters, though a few of these creatures were represented by seven individuals.

Thirty years it had taken to build the shelters on the seven continents. It took an additional fifty for all the terrestrial and flying creatures to take lodging in the shelters. And during this time, the mobs of entitled violent people continued to scratch marks upon themselves, cut their hair into weird patterns, dye their hair into ridiculous colors, and even scream the virtues of gluttony and hatred (though they claimed that their hatred was love). Some even tried to change their genders, but without anesthetics, the process proved to be too painful and dangerous, so they resorted to merely cross dressing instead (though many eunuchs were created in the process). They killed and ate their own children. Women would bludgeon their uteruses until their precious innocent children emerged from the womb premature and dead. Such was the state of the world by the time the Creator cast His judgement.

Unlike our own Earth that was flooded with water, the Creator judged this world with violent earthquakes. Volcanos rose from the ground and spewed smoke and fiery lava everywhere. Everything that was not in a reinforced shelter was ground into a bloody powder by the earthquakes or quickly melted by the lava. Birds, bats, insects, and flying reptiles eventually grew weary from flying to avoid their deaths and fell into the ravenously hungry earth. The fish, marine reptiles, and whales were largely unaffected by this global plague, though the Creator sent a tidal wave or two that sank all the ships that sought to escape the quakes. Not one person or non-aquatic creature that was outside the shelters survived.

Forty days was the planet rocked with this chaos. Then, it all ended. It took a year for vegetation to grow from the harsh ground that was forged in fire and earthquakes. In the end, the Creator gave everyone in the shelters permission to step into a new world. He gave His covenant to the survivors that He would not destroy the entire world after this fashion again. There would be another global destruction far into the future, but next time the planet would be blown into space dust and replaced with another for the saints to live upon for all eternity. In honor of this covenant, every time a volcano erupted, it would produce a massive shimmering stone the moment the lava was done wreaking havoc. The giant rainbow-colored gem would roll to the foot of the volcano where all could behold it. The stones were dubbed "Rainbow Rocks" from that time forward.

Once the Creator had established this covenant, He cast a new curse upon the world to delay the return of such senseless violence that had prompted the global destruction in the first place. This curse would not necessarily affect a corrupt human government, at least not immediately. Nor would this curse affect factions of humans that entered into a formally declared war with each other. Nor would it affect the heathen who worshipped wood and stone. Not even individual criminals and murderers would be affected by it. This curse was designed specifically to immediately strip humanity away from massive swaths of regular humans who thought it would be decent and proper to act upon the basest of their instincts and kill their neighbors for no rhyme or reason. This curse would also apply to governments that consistently held a genocidal mindset, though it would take several generations before the curse began to kick in. Hearken and beware The Curse of the Orc:

Beware the mobs of people who haste to shed blood,
The violent hordes who pillage and plunder,
The humans who learn nothing of manhood and responsibility,
But choose to adorn themselves in the most ridiculous clothes and dyes,
And even deny their true nature as I created them to be.

Thus saith the Creator, I will not abide such hatred,
Nay, nor will I abide such wanton silliness.
Your cruelty and hatred I abhor,
Upon your roving mindless bands I place on you
The Curse of the Orc.

You choose to mar your natural beauty with dyes and gluttony?
Fret not, saith the Creator, I shall strip your beauty without remedy.
Your hair you shall lose, and your ears shall be pointed.
Yea, even your noses and eyes shall be misshapen.

You choose to slay your children in the womb and deny your true gender?
You have chosen, saith the Creator, and I shall aid you.
Your ability to reproduce shall be stripped from you,
And you shall be neither male nor female.

You desire power above all else, and to harm the innocent?
Very well, saith the Creator, I shall give you strength.
Strength shall you have, but your capacity for love and mercy shall vanish.

All who see you roving in such bands shall attack you for your hideousness.
You shall be cast from decent society until you are cut off from the earth.
I will not avenge you when you are killed from the earth by man or beast.
In fact, I authorize your deaths, for you have chosen the path of the Orc.
I am the Creator, and I have spoken.