[Potatoman]

In the sky above Wynna, below the glaring eyes of seven cursed stars, a shroud of gray smoke is rising. Beneath that smoke lies Mount Kailasa, the famed celestial mountain and last butress of the Devata, which burns under an arcane fire that cannot be quenched and that inexorably chars the very stones of the mountain to ash. The soul of the mountain was shattered along with the power of its master; only the husk remains to burn beneath R'yleh's spell.

The people who venerated Kailasa, too, are gone. Their cities sit abandoned beneath the burning mountain, being slowly reclaimed by the hungry forests. Occasionally a Mind Lord of R'yleh may slither through the ruins, going about it's inscrutable buisness, but even members of the Great Race are reluctant to stay long beneath the shadow of the burning mountain. Evil Stars still hang in the sky above that place, and the Horrors visit frequently. The time of the Devata is past and the last vestiges of their presence on this world are being consumed by the forces which gave them birth.

But for the few in this land who survived the endless attrition of the war between R'yleh and Kailasa, the constant famine and leprosy, the pillaging undead, and the final, terrible cataclysm, there is hope. Forces are gathering, alliances are squaring off, and apotheosis draws near. When the new pantheon ascends, peace will finally come and the true gods will, at last, have reason to repair this world that have brought so close to destruction.