The living water of the Sea-Ocean, holy for the entire human race, which from time immemorial gave the blessing of coexistence to everything that came into contact with it, instantly turned into a bitter-salty poison, poisoning and killing everything to which it once gave life. And the inhabitants of the depths of the sea, who were countless in number, who fed entire nations, died, floated to the top with their bellies and rotted on the surface, and covered the sea of sorrow with a continuous carpet. And the fat herds of drowned animals that serenely fattened in the coastal meadows and the corpses of birds from small to large and swollen human bodies, all mixed with garbage and dirt and entire forests of trees torn from the ground, mixed together in an incredible mess, spreading the surface of the dead waters of the newly formed sea. And the shore at midnight for many days on foot was strewn with stinking carrion. The underwater forests died and decayed in the gloomy depths, seething on the surface with a stinking, deadly gas. For many tens of generations, for many days on foot, there was no way to those waters. The fetid winds of the sea took the lives of everyone who could dare to go forward at noon to the shores of the more than once cursed sea. It was forgotten for a long time by those who considered the lands here to be their cradle. So the world changed overnight, so one era ended and another began.