To see civilization rise is an amazing thing. To see it rise twice is phenomenal. To see it fall not just once but twice, is a harrowing experience. To see a world so perfect become ravaged by greed, to say it breaks the heart paints a light picture.
The world they live in, has fallen much further. While the disease and caustic nature of human progression has been wiped clean for ten thousand years, the scars remain.
Ancient texts from the old world recall devices and technologies once ubiquitous, now almost completely erased. Even if the concept of electricity is understood, their world has no practical use for it beyond war mages.
Buried deep within the recesses of Huma, there are no-go zones that are home to destructive forces invisible to even magical senses. Anything or anyone who dwells in the exclusion zones rarely comes back and those who do never live for much longer. Necrosis sets in and their bodies rot even while they’re alive.
Even if the outworlders recognize these objects and devices, those who live in the world could not be convinced such items exist. To them it is beyond magic, it is even higher than the powers of the gods themselves.
A weapon known to exist is shrouded in mystery. Many call it “Ashen Devourer”. Buried deep within the ground, it lays dormant, ready to awaken and consume the world itself in a single gulp.