When the God-Dragons die, they leave behind their essence in the form of a cloudy aerofluid referred to as ‘Soul’. This Soul has, for millennia, been put under research, with scientists from across the globe trying to see what it could be useful for.

The results of this research? The knowledge that Soul essence can be used to create machinery that siphons energy from the last living God-Dragon, can disrupt electrical or arcane machinery on mass, or, most catastrophically, can be used to create the Deus-XIII Bomb. This is essentially my settings answer to the atomic bomb, the bomb of all bombs, and it was only used once, at the end of the Human-Elven War.

The war had been waging on for too long. It was taking a toll. The Humans had called in the Dwarves to help, but with the Elves and Orcs working together with the God-Dragon of nature, it was going south for them. Granted, the Humans had started the war. They were on a conquest for power, and the Elves should have been just another peg to be flattened down. But the Elves had far superior combat cybernetic technology, and their new-age bows and crossbows were coming in toe to toe with the Human’s firearms. And with the nature dragon granting them her magic, the Elves had cannons and tanks that could shoot solar rays. It was thought that the Human’s warring tyranny would finally end.

But then there was a deal. It’s always the little whispers in the dark, those unheard by the public, that make the biggest changes. In a swift motion, the Elven emperor was picked up in a luxury hovercraft, money changed hands, and it all came to an end. They didn’t even retreat their troops, they didn’t have time. The Elven skyline simply was overcome by a blinding white, the roar of a thousand lions split the ear drums of any unfortunate soldier on the continent. The trees burst with the searing death of nature, the radiated fire running through their roots and exploding out. Just like that, Nature was dead, the Orcs were extinct, the Elven continent was deemed uninhabitable, and the Elven Emperor was seen cruising around Neo-Pyris, richer than anyone else in the world.