Now that mankind had tainted the prestigious waters, the world didn't know what to do. Slowly, the lords emerged with their new following. The beasts of the under-dark posing little threat to them now. The climbed triumphantly out of the darkness, weapons and magic in hand. The people of the surface cheered but were confused. They had such outlandish questions: "How did it work?" "What was it like?". The lords answered quickly and with glee to express their new strength, showing the few lucky ones their new powers. However, they had little time. The world was growing greyer and greyer as the Gods influence waned more and more. They began to work as one, on a cure for this era of darkness. The sun was becoming increasingly bleak, the moon waning further and further. As they worked tirelessly, they heard a sudden voice from above. It spoke in tongues, deciphered by Korinthine and her followers: "I have attached myself to this star. I will buy you time!" A cosmic parasite had become one with the sun, feeding on nearby astral entities to sustain the star for a little longer.