At the center of the Queen's Throne, a monstrous crater, grows a fruit that grants powers to those that consume it. The fruit has shaped this world and its inhabitants from the insects that eat the fallen fruit's flesh to the ocean's of blood that fertilized it's soil.
It has been over 147 years since the fruit has last grown. Humanity gains intellectual advantages at a plague's speed and populate just as fast. They waver on the vague tales of past heroes and their conquest for the fruit.