A World Lit Only By Fire

It is a time without time and a time of ending's uncertainty. From the tomb of the fallen god which gave its lifesblood creating many of the races of the world, a poison spews forth in all directions, corrupting, land and sea, flora and fauna. Prophecy fortells that this corruption is destined to swallow the whole of the world within in, and bring a ruin to the world entire.

In secreted places, the high priests poured over scripture to avoid the anarchy of the world's end, and so proclaimed, by the High Supplicants of the Faith, the keeping of time is ended under threat of oblivion. Adopted or scorned, the world teters as the time past time's ending marches onwards.