A madness that ought not to have been allowed to be. Years of scheming, corruption, and unpredictability.
Pandora soon developed, as her Goblin developed. Her tendrils grew more varied in form, as she gave birth to more of the monsters across the world, as powers of different sorts became more accessible, as the emotions and heartache of thousands of years of warring were giving a more concrete form, with Divine energy, and Gods, mana, and everything in between.
Unchallenged Pandora went, for thousands upon thousands of years. She was the soul evil that their planet knew of, and even then, she was evil in an innocent sense, in the same way that man regards the poison snake as evil, for it has slain his comrade.
The rise of Ingolsol occurred sometime after. A blank spot in history. In truth, it was all a blank spot in history. The theologians – and the greatest of warriors, for the distance between the two was lesser than it might have been elsewhere – inferred these dates, through their observing of the world, and the responses that it gave them.