There had always been two companies ruling over the world, for as long as you could remember. No one didn't know them. How could they not?
The preferred company, or group, or whatever the hell one would call it, was the one owned by the Creator and his friends and allies. It was a beacon of hope.
The other, feared and hated, was ruled by the Destroyer and Nightmare. They sought out hope and positivity, and destroyed it.
It would be just your luck that your parents had forced you to work with them under the Destroyer and Nightmare, wouldn't it?
There ain't no sarcasm there. Definitely not. Nope.