Time flowed ceaselessly, and under the rifts in the sky, the situation of Glory further deteriorated.
The breath of ancient days seeped into the Main Plane through those rifts, much like water leaking from a dam. As time progressed, the ancient powers grew denser, leading to more and more lives being corroded by this ancient force, making the situation increasingly unmanageable.
Crops failed, rivers were polluted, plants began to wither, and the worshipers of the Evil God became increasingly rampant, with order collapsing step by step.
The servants of the ancient Evil Gods and the creatures corrupted by the ancient days rampaged across the Main Plane. These chaotic and brutal monsters, knowing only slaughter, left ruins and desolation wherever they went.
Compelled by necessity, small cities began to converge towards larger cities, and the large cities also actively retracted their powers from beyond their outskirts.
