I'm Better Now, and So Bored

There was once an age when bronze forged armor, heroes roamed the four corners of the world, and gods walked among mortals.

Then drought came, splitting the earth, and raging tides from across the sea tore every kingdom apart. Palaces burned, writing on clay tablets crumbled to dust, and the gods' blessings became curses.

As the tale of Achilles faded into distant legend, the lands along Odysseus's wandering route home lay in ruins.

The gods watched coldly as civilization fell. In the ashes of the catastrophe, mortals witnessed the entire age of heroes slowly die.