Fiery hail, and very large hail, fell to the ground from the flaming skies. And there were a great many such hailstones, and they had a strange violet light, the day darkened from them. And they flew so slowly that they had time to be seen, but they themselves did not burn up in the atmosphere. They write that hailstones scattered underground, creating Mirren. The doomsday continued. The star passed over Arkanos, storms, tsunamis, strong earthquakes, and volcanic eruptions raged on the planet. Gravitational forces tore apart continents, pushed islands against each other, and mountain ranges grew in place of fertile valleys... Whether this was so, no one now knows. Only one thing is known for certain. Beneath the surface of Arkanos there is a whole world - the World of Scattered Magic.