Three millennia ago, Feneryss was a world once densely populated by a rich diversity of plant and animal life and dominated by a thriving mankind on the precipice of great technological progress. A new age was dawning, one of prosperity never before experienced by the civilized world. Then came the Reckoning.

Most of humanity, preoccupied with their technological and societal achievements, were wholly unaware of the dark god Ragnarok. He had established a massive cult and worked them into a zealous frenzy over several centuries. At the height of its power, the entire cult committed mass suicide with the intent to tear a hole in reality, thus allowing Ragnarok to cross over into the world and begin his indefinite reign.

The ritual failed and the dark energies it released ravaged the planet. Untold billions were snuffed out, and the world was left desolate. Unimaginable beings crossed the threshold between worlds and now freely roam the continent. Magic, known as arkäna, bled into the world. The sun was lost, swallowed by clouds of choking ash that encircled the globe. The world's once magnificent oceans boiled away and had been replaced with molten rock. Humanity stood on the precipice of extinction, flailing desperately to keep its balance.

For nearly five hundred years, mankind could focus on little beyond its own survival. Storms of acid rain, powerful blizzards, and wildfires ravaged the struggling soil. Earthquakes tested the fortitude of every man-made structure. Ultraviolet lightning storms wrought witless havoc. They endured the brutal new climate, abided the warpings of reality, and suffered the host of mutations their new world bestowed upon them. Over the centuries, the survivors learned to face the dangers of the new world. Armed with new tools and fresh confidence, men and women ventured out to rediscover their home. It was a rebirth for Humanity— a Second Genesis.