Long ago there was a land that lived in prosperity and profound youth. This land was called Pangea, the land of youth. A world created by the goddess of the planet to instill perfection and unity to all her creations. Pangea was a proud land, one built on four high ruling races: The Nune'l, Cerst, Loxak, and Tress. Each race had it's own prime purpose to the world to keep the world at peace. All knew of the Elementals of the world that compacted the land in a spiritual ball of intwined shrouds.
As the land progressed and became what had been destined, the goddess felt an interruption in her plans. One that she could not see. Below in Pangea, the races had been separated by the introduction of the hybrid races. The hybrids were taken by their pride and caused disputes among their racial families. Goddess Enzea felt that her creation was slowly going corrupt by the forces among the Elementals. Each Elemental had their Prestigious Sages pass down to the families the power they held. Only the honorable ones successfully obtained their chosen Elemental. In this decision, wars broke out and separated the lands in four. Only one large section retained its unity, the land that was pure, the land of Bratmos. Enzea waited patiently over the series of centuries before finally making her final decision upon Pangea.
At the peak of no return for the races, Enzea caused the Great Shift and separated the four lands. Bratmos was lifted high into the air causing massive rock formations to drop into the ocean below. It was intended to keep her land safe. Once the land was fully removed, the fallen rocks surfaced in the water and became the islands in the Philippines, and Caribbean.
This was the first part of her plan. It left the world to tend to itself, yet, it became nothing more than a massive warzone filled with fire and ash. The population was destined to be removed and wiped out.