If you're going to act like you're better
than everyone else, make sure you are.

They believed themselves courageous and selfless,
but that bravery became the doom at their door.

They clawed their way up from the agonising depths of nonexistence,
breathing deep with joy the exquisite light of meaning.

A wellspring of vitality bubbling from within.

Our world was dying, but we chose to survive.
We broke free from the chains within.

Entropy can be reversed.

At their height, the Vaal glittered under the sun.
A decade, a century, an aeon of prosperity...
now nothing more than a passing wonder.

Countless souls scream in agonising harmony,
forever sinking under the weight of the newly dead.

After the fires, in the depths of the Winter of the World, all life in the Vastiri banded together. Whether serpent, hyena, human, or golem, hated enemies clasped hand to claw, built refuge, and fought side by side against the Abyssals. Thus, the Third Pact was born.