Ḩ̸̩̹̣͎̝̳̯̒̓̃͗̿̀͋̽̅̕͠͝ê̴̛̖̦̰̠̰̪̱͖̜̯͈͉̼͙͈͎̬̟͇̈́́̈́́͆́̈̇̆̊̏̌͛̒̐̌̽̈́̾͘͘͝͝ṅ̷̡̨̨̢͈̦̠͖̣̬̟͔̤͓̥͚͍̠̖̺͉͐̀̐̈́̏̆̇̊̀͑̈́̄̌̃͜͝č̶̨̧̗̫̖̘̻͚͍͍͓̘̲͉̳͇̗̙̯̩̱̣́̾͐͆̐̀͋̀͗͗͂̔̉̚͘̚͜͠͠͠͝ͅi̷̡̡̢̼̯̯̦͙͚̗̤̣͓̥̻̦̘̪̥̭̼͈͎̜̅̈́́̽̾͌̂͌̊̌́̄̔͐̾̚ȃ̵̢̧̖͔̱̗̗̯͉̦̭̩̱̰͎̠͚̫̪̲͈͚͉̇̉͒, The Dead World

This world has ended.
It's hope has been lost.
Their Gods dead or have fled.
It's greatest heroes, and most powerful villains, fallen to foreign powers. There is nothing left for it's inhabitants, save for the eventual oblivion that awaits them all.
This is a world that has fallen prey to Orbyliths in full force.
The sphere as a whole is considered a sinking ship by those that are left as they scramble to find any avenue to leave the world behind. The world had fallen in only a matter of years, its people taken by surprise by the Orbylith onslaught that was suddenly thrust upon them. They were unaware and not ready when they reached the point of no return. There were attempts to try to fix what had happened, banish the Orbyliths, defeat them, even just hold them back, but every effort was met with failure until there was no one left willing to try to save this world.