As the first rays of the sun peeked over the horizon, they revealed a landscape so transformed it would have been unrecognizable to the historians of old. This was a world reborn from the ashes of chaos and destruction, a world that had endured the unthinkable and emerged anew.
Centuries had trickled by since Zorvax, the once-feared harbinger of change, had unleashed an explosion of such magnitude that it had forever altered the very fabric of the earth. The old world, with its familiar contours and landscapes, now lay concealed beneath the roots of this new existence, a silent witness to the unyielding march of time and the relentless tide of evolution.