In an endlessly suffering universe, the Argillacreantis had a dream. A dream of a peaceful world, one without war, one without pain.
In the dream, shimmering stars stand scattered in the night sky. In the dream, a warm sun filters through the whispering foliage. Blue waters clothed in gentle waves surround peaceful lands.
Tired of the destructive cycle, the Argillacreantis entered their dream, turning it into reality.