Journal entry 5927.

Azcelt is no more I fear. It's reckoning has come and has, in its dying breath , sent us to another land. The experience was like no other , with such horrendous catastrophes coming one right after the other.
First , the clouds grew dark and the cheerful day was no more.
Then there was the lightningstorms.
Hurricanes came after that.
Following that , the volcanoes erupted , scaling as the worst they've ever been.
Waves were crashing upon the shore as tidal waves approached , ready to wipe out every city in the land.
It seemed only to stop when it knew everything was dead and gone.
Everything fell back then. Time , Space , everything. All that was lost had been replaced.
There were buildings , people , and nature once more.
I do believe Azcelt has fallen back in time.
Back to the age of kings and queens.
Violence and fear.
It is for this reason , that I must go , for I am not needed yet.
Perhaps I will return someday.
The chances are low though.

Goodbye , my dear Azcelt.
You will not be missed.

~Unknown