Ten thousand years ago, when mankind sought the stars. They seeded many worlds across space and time. There was rejoicing, and then devastation. A traitor amongst them betrayed them and caused the very civilization to collapse into a massive civil war. The traitor is killed a thousand years then, but the damage is done. Everyone can no longer go to the very stars where they once stood. But of course... In the darkest of epoch, there lies a single spark of light, and that spark is the world known as Iahialas. Meaning Bastion in the lost ancient tongue. In it, lies many races who survived that war. In the midst of things, there seems to be an upheaval of dark things yet to come.