Evening twilight covered the entire landscape. The stars were blotted out by the power of Chaos as well as the endless shroud of dark clouds and dusk. The plant-life were dead and twisted, the mountains torn, and the land desolate. Even the eternal fortress created by the goddess could not stand the corruption after it lost its blessings. It was nothing but ruins.
Many years ago, a survivor of the Eternal Battlefield had penned down the scene of the old world in his memoirs.
