After the Titans locked themselves into their massive city it was many years before the continent even had another race step foot on the land.

As other races returned many of them had ideas of reaching the city of Titan but quickly changed their minds. After reaching the mountain it was too tall that they had no hope of ever reaching the city, and that was ignoring the fact about freezing temperatures and air.

The continent had many, many years of healing and uncontrolled growth, but barely anything grew around the mountain. Great ancient forests and maze like caves scattered all across the land. Still standing ruins of ancient civilizations long past became home to monsters of great strength.

Hidden beneath the surface and deep within the caves lie a race that was forced to hide deep below the ground when the titans attacked. After many years their height decreased to about 3-4 feet, their clothing nothing but scraps of cloth.

Their skin were pale green and they were beyond ugly, their stench could kill everything within the surrounding miles or at least scare it away. A new race to the world was growing beneath the surface in the myriad of maze like caves and caverns.

These goblins were not a small race, it was the opposite in fact, their number reached staggering heights and not even some of the most ancient kingdoms could match their number. These fast breeders didn't live long, they could live to about 10 to 20 years, while those lucky enough could live slightly longer.

After years of patiently waiting they would soon return to the land of legends passed down feom generation to generation of wise goblins. A land full of light and bounty that none could ever image, a land full of unending food.