Shero has long been a land of destiny. Every action taken by its denziens have been in the correct step to lead the entriety of the world into that which it was meant for. The Five Cataclysms, foretold by prophecy in the depths of the past, were nothing more than a series of actions to spawn the one who could orchestrate the downfall of the Zhirl Dram. This one's life would have to be sacrificed in order to gain the destruction of these daemonlords, yet the alternative would be no different for their soul. The damnation of one would spare the damnation of many.
The Three Orbs of Kallduin--a great and powerful god--were imbued with their progenator's name and, truthfully, life force. The three crystalline orbs were forged deep within the void between realms and, upon completion, were cast even further into the vastness of nothing. When they had arrived at their destination, the Weaving of Shero began. The three toiled mightily for many, many ages to bring about the one single mechanism of destruction. When it was completed, they hid themselves in the world--waiting for the time to come forth and release their power.
The timing was perfect. The Races of Shero had begun developing themselves and had gained sentience and order when the Zhirl Dram first invaded. The subversion of the Humans began the unraveling of that which was woven, and was the first trigger of many. The war of the First Cataclysm, though lost for the Zhirl Dram, had sown the seeds of that which was to come.
Ages later, the Zhirl Dram began their second invasion.
The Orbs, ever prepared, coalesced themselves into a mortal incarnation
with which to battle the Zhirl Dram--a lone man with a hidden past named
Armrond. Armrond and his two companions--a powerful Aeorn, the last
of his kind, named Koryion and a human swordsman named Galdath--descended
into the Zhirl Dram's instrument of destruction known as the Dram Corial;
the Hellforge. None survived the battle, as was planned, yet the
Eachijjraz was defeated and the Dram Corial sunk down into the Void.