The world inaugurated it's slumber. Each lord was fighting their own battle, plagued with disease. Color started to fray from the world, becoming naught but a dull grey. Nhaulik remained in it's eternal slumber, Iron's destroyed body was being protected, and Korinthine was burning herself with black magic to stave off the infection. Under and outside the world, other beings came into existence. One such example is the king of the Astral Sea, Wessen. Wessen began his reign of the Astral Sea by being a beacon to those trapped inside it's inscrutable walls. He provided the first prototype of guns for his followers, repelling the pirates aimlessly roaming the skies of the sea. Under the world, creatures of the depths undertake an insurrection upon those above them. The sea level slowly began to rise over the years, nearly blanketing the moonshea isle in it's peak.