Greetings, mortals. I am Gaundfel, the eternal architect of all existence, the origin and end of all things.
For millennia your kind has thrived. You have built, you have explored, and you have prospered. Yet in your ascent, you have also taken. You have ravaged the habitats of countless beings to make way for your cities. The life that sustained you for ages now lies crushed beneath stone and steel.
Therefore, I have reached a divine verdict. Your world, along with millions of others, must restore what you have usurped.
But fear not, for those who are worthy in my eternal sight shall have their worlds spared.
Yet know this-only one world may survive.
Starting tomorrow, each universe must select a champion to bear your banner. Over the course of a century, champions will be chosen one after another to enter my arena. Each battle will yield points that determine the fate of your universe.
This is not a threat but a warning.
You have the remainder of the day to determine the fate of your universe.
I welcome you to Aetherhall.