Everyone knew that their time had a limit,

the world, after-all, was destined to fail,

destined to rot.

destined to succumb to the worthless entities that the people of Fathum had worshiped.

the guardians of the gods.

They had built numerous towers to reach the heavens. In response, we flip the atmosphere one hundred and eighty degrees. Convulsively, instead of the Heavens, the people of Fathum were reaching for the very opposite destination they set out for all those years ago.

The people of Fathum built beacons to worship the direction of the guardians and their temples. We in turn restrained the guardians from protecting their land from our destruction.

This was their curse. This is what they worshiped.

But most importantly, despite the numerous infractions, They had failed to redeem themselves.

and solely on this...

it begins.

Welcome to the World of......