Perfect Diapered World

The earth was ravaged by humanity's thirst for conquest until a goddess from a dimension of ultimate peace stops the conflict, revoking all continence from bad actors which would inevitably strip their influence to babbling fools in the eyes of their subjects. What has come of this new, perfect world, with the newest lower class? Diapered idiots that have been completely reverted back to know nothing pampers packers through the judgment of Omorashi, the god of Peace and Diapers.

This is likely the best that I've written. I've never been much of a reader but I've been reading lots lately and am trying to adopt the same type of wording and pacing for world building as what I've been seeing.