The world of Khassid was not born, but forged—shaped by cycles older than gods and beliefs stronger than stone. Its history is not measured in dynasties or kingdoms alone, but in awakenings, betrayals, and the echoes of divine consequence. From the quiet birth of the Elder Four to the continent-shattering Cataclysm and the uncertain dawn of the Second Epoch, Khassid’s timeline is both a record and a reckoning. Here, time is marked not merely by what happened, but by what still matters—for in Khassid, the past is never buried. It breathes beneath every ruin, stirs within every prayer, and waits, ever watching, for the next name to be etched into its long memory.