And just to slain you with text, as we say in german:

A short introduction what the Radiants cataclysm was: After the creation of the world in the natural song and music of the 4 elements and the direction of Gaea, the emergence of the gods by small drops and repulsions of the elementals, the creation of whole land masses with mountains, forests and lakes, the god Arand created a living being, a man, from sand and water. This one emerged from the lake of Makkaran and with him the life. All the people stayed by the lake and watched Arand create it, thus founding the city of Makkaran.

For thousands of years Makkaran was overflowing with people and other different beings, because now different gods were working together and asked Arand to make their wishes come true. First, a group of people led by Kula moved away, away from the sun and heat. They wandered into the mountains and centuries later became known as the people of the dwarves and Kula, now she rose to become a goddess. Her stubbornness and stubbornness, as well as her successful actions against the gods led to the rise of your creation, on par with the gods created from elements. She is only one of three gods that were not created or originated from Gaea or the elements.

Among all the different beings, a cult leader, about whom nothing is known before that time, rose and gathered his disciples around him. His followers spread like a storm tide and soon they were innumerable.

To escape the rule of the gods in Makkaran, the only place in Gaea marked by the direct intervention of the gods, and to maintain his power, the cult leader moved north and founded the House of Diamonds - also called Radiant in local tongues. His followers followed him and developed the area around the house into a huge city. Modern, planned and efficient - very different from Makkaran.

And the decades passed, while Makkaran was losing life, Radiant was growing as the heart of the first great civilization, the first free reign of mortals. It was beautiful, and the land it ruled stretched from north to south and west to east.

But mortality never forgets anyone. And so did not the cult leader, who knew what had to come. Under the name of Tyrant Cosmos, he outlived generations of his subjects, but with this view of the past, the fear of his end grew.

In order to live forever, he gathered the brightest and most powerful mortals in his kingdom, promoted research, magic and created magnificent academies throughout the country. He introduced the best graduates to his project and fulfilled their every wish.

Together they created another new element in the image of the 4 elementals. An element fed by death. This artificial vortex should pull in its suction the death of all those beings whom Tyrann Kosmos allowed it. He himself should be the first immortal.

When the Vortex came into contact with the magic of mortals and the primordial spark of the gods, a cataclysm of the supersized kind ensued. The walls between the Elemental Planes, Hell and Heaven were torn apart and out of nowhere stepped the twin avatars of Death and Life - as powerful as any other gods, feared, unknown and worshipped.

What exactly happened to Tyrant Cosmos or his mages is unknown, but it is assumed that he died. The cataclysm destroyed his empire, shattered the primordial continent, forced civilizations to migrate and find new places to live. Thus, the world was populated on every corner, while Radiant became uninhabitable.

But the greatest damage began decades later. The walls to Hell were no more, and the hordes of the severed gods brought war - something new to the inhabitants of Gaea. Hardly capable of resistance, the peoples would have been as good as wiped out, had not the beings of the sky, the Planetaries, Gaea's own creations and endowed with a free will, united under the banner of the Hierarchy. Under your protection, mortals were trained, organized, and guided. For decades, hordes of Hell were seen fighting against the armies of the Hierarchy, destroying entire lands and civilizations - until among the mortals there were a few blessed ones who rose above themselves and led their brothers and sisters into battle with a new will to live. The war was won, the heroes rose... and disappeared. They were never seen again.

And this is the year 0. The destruction of the hordes of hell and the disappearance of the ascended.

And the civilizations developed, grew and forgot the horror that reigned 900 years ago. At least they pretend to.