Aeons have passed since the age of heroes. The gods have long stopped walking the earth. Their empire turned to dust, their song became myth, and only bridles of their might remained. The Sirophos fell asleep, and the crystals grew silent. Their chant had become nothing more than a whisper, and people forgot. But hundreds of years later, a new humming resonates in the deep. The lost circles spark with power. The great flux raged under the soil. A new age is coming. An age of blood and power. Listen, childer of the Sirophos! Dance and rejoice! The crystals sing anew, and the gods will return!