What mainstream GGG doesn't want you to know

We all ask ourselves what killed the Vaal.
Mainstream GGG believes the Vaal to have been there for just 3000 years. Yet there are stones much older than that.

I beleive the Vaal died during an ancient apocalypse roughly 11800 years ago.

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fiesbert#1210 wrote:

We all ask ourselves what killed the Vaal.
Mainstream GGG believes the Vaal to have been there for just 3000 years. Yet there are stones much older than that.

I beleive the Vaal died during an ancient apocalypse roughly 11800 years ago.

I think you many be the Graham Hancock of Wraeclast but I assume you are a bit more credible not that it takes much.

I'd like a detailed thesis on that.

yep, ki bots can bring a civilisation to it's intellectual knees, get down!!!1

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fiesbert#1210 wrote:

We all ask ourselves what killed the Vaal.
Mainstream GGG believes the Vaal to have been there for just 3000 years. Yet there are stones much older than that.

I beleive the Vaal died during an ancient apocalypse roughly 11800 years ago.

A global catacylsm took place, roughly 12,600-11,800 years ago. But Big Kalguuran Archaeology is keeping it under wraps.

Thought this sounded interesting so I had an AI story generated on the topic.

Title: The Rise and Fall of the Vaal
In the shadowy depths of Wraeclast, where the land was once teeming with tribes and the echoes of a forgotten age, there thrived a civilization that would come to be known for its brilliance and brutality: the Vaal. Among the remnants of their grandeur lay their most perilous legacy—the Ephemeral Glimmer, a stone said to grant unimaginable power to any who could withstand its seductive embrace.

Chapter 1: Birth of the Vaal
Long ago, the Vaal were a proud and ambitious people, carving their existence from the harsh landscapes of Wraeclast. Under the leadership of Chitus, whose very name would become synonymous with tyranny, the Vaal embraced the idea of conquest and dominion. They saw the vast rivers and dense jungles as mere resources, waiting to be bent to their will.

The Vaal were gifted artisans, mastering the secrets of stone and metal, crafting intricate tools and weapons that shimmered with a dark beauty. It was during this era of ingenuity that they stumbled upon the power of blood magic, intertwining their fate with the very essence of life and death. What began as a means of survival quickly transformed into a cult of power that fed on the life force of those around them.

Chapter 2: The Allure of the Ephemeral Glimmer
Enticed by visions of grandeur, Chitus ordered the excavation of a great chasm thought to harbor a stone of extraordinary might—the Ephemeral Glimmer. It was said to flicker with an ethereal light, pulsing with energy that could enhance the wielder’s capacities beyond mortal comprehension. This artifact was believed to bridge the realm of the living and the immortal, granting eternal life to those strong enough to wield it.

The excavation drew upon the collective strength of the Vaal. As they worked, whispers of the stone's power spread like wildfire through the ranks. Some believed it would elevate their civilization to unimaginable heights, while others warned that such power would surely be their undoing. Nonetheless, the allure proved too strong to resist.

Chapter 3: The Wrath of the Gods
In their fervor, the Vaal ignored the omens—the warnings etched in the very fabric of reality. The gods, watchful and wise, sensed the unraveling of the natural order. They stormed from their celestial thrones, unleashing their wrath upon the Vaal.

The once-verdant lands began to wilt, and storms raged across the skies, as if Wraeclast itself rebelled against the Vaal approach to power. Yet blinded by hubris, Chitus and his followers pressed onward. Underneath the earth, the excavation team unearthed the Ephemeral Glimmer, awakening something darker than they could comprehend.

Chapter 4: The Downfall
Their triumph quickly turned into horror as the Glimmer’s malevolent energy coursed through the Vaal. Those who touched it were transformed into monstrous figures, stripped of their humanity and overwhelmed by insatiable hunger. The very magic that had promised them eternal life devoured them whole, leaving behind nothing but hollow shells.

Chitus, realizing too late the price of his ambition, stood as one of the remaining few in the throne room of his crumbling citadel. The halls that once vibrated with the sound of triumph were now filled with echoes of despair. He called upon every last vestige of his power to conjoin with the Glimmer, believing he could harness its might and reverse the calamity. But in his delusion, he instead became its final sacrifice.

The death throes of Chitus signaled the demise of the Vaal civilization. The ground shook, the stones cracked, and the air filled with the anguished screams of the cursed. As Wraeclast trembled, the Vaal—once mighty—were turned to dust, their memory swallowed by the annals of time.

Chapter 5: Echoes of the Past
Millennia passed, and the world shifted. The ruins of Vaal cities lay buried beneath the jungle, thick with the weight of history. Travelers spoke in hushed tones of the Glimmer, of the Vaal, and of the covenants once drawn in blood.

In the depths of the abandoned temples, hidden beneath layers of time, the remnants of the Vaal still lingered—ghosts of what was, and what could have been. As new champions emerged in the world of Wraeclast, they would inadvertently tread upon the echoes of this tragic tale, unaware of the potent darkness lying dormant beneath the stones.

So, as the wheel of fate turned, the legacy of the Vaal was no longer one of ambition, but a warning—a reminder that the path to greatness often laid scattered with the ashes of those who dared to tread too far into the abyss. In the world of Path of Exile, the echoes of the past continued to reverberate, ever beckoning the brave to confront powers both ancient and forgotten.