Angra Mainyu has always considered metalworking to be an art. It was a strange beauty for him, to dedicate one's struggling and pain to creating work that often wasn't satisfactory. However, that odd beauty attracted him to a profession considered taboo in the Milaelerion, his home above the clouds.
The year is 0. The denizens of the sky have been counting down to this moment for millennia. The perpetual clouds are to peel away from below them for the first time, to reveal their glorious temple city home, to herald their return to the world.
However, their hopes are dashed as the clouds dissipate. How could their home not be there?!
