Centuries lost all meaning. Time was a rigid construct designed by lesser beings to measure their own inevitable decay. Khaos did not decay. He simply existed as the absolute antithesis of existence.
The mortal world that had birthed him was entirely gone. The Golden Capital of Solaris had been his first victim, but it was far from his last. After the continent collapsed into a roaring ocean, the remaining nations united in a desperate, pathetic attempt to slay the Archmage of Chaos. They sent millions of soldiers, thousands of high clerics, and every legendary champion the world possessed.
Khaos did not even bother to fight them. He simply removed the concept of breathable air from the lower hemisphere.
