Thousands of meters high, the Tree of Life was crawling with countless insects, gnawing at its trunk and leaving behind gaping holes.
Terrifying monsters descended upon the Death Soil, tearing apart the earth.
Giants wielded massive stone hammers, smashing the crimson copper mountains to pieces.
The Fountain of Eternity fell under a curse, its clear waters contaminated...
These ...were the Seven Great Origins Creations!
Enzo saw the truth.
These Primeval Totems were not non-existent but destroyed.
Destroyed by catastrophe.
But where did the catastrophe come from?
Countless puzzles presented themselves before Enzo, leaving him utterly clueless. What did Maude, the priest of the Barren Mountain Tribe, see in the end that made him choose not to leave information about the source of the disaster?
No one knew.
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