A Secret Pre-History (World Origin)

"The world before our world..."

From the hidden journals chronicling the life of the 43rd High Minister of the Tower Custodians, the noble Parlimas Rentheon, unsealed fifty years after his demise (and only for the eyes of High Custodians from the 1st Order).

An "alternate" origin of life upon Gothenya...

The world of Gothenya is older than even what most scholars believe. It is widely accepted that the first societies were tribal groupings of both men and Vess'ka, pre-dating the coming of Mount Celene and the gods of the modern era. But what if this wasn't the case?
Some have seen an alternate pre-history of our world, scrying through magical means, through the use of arcane relics stolen from the holy mountain. In this version of history, man and Vess'ka did not originate on Gothenya any more than did the likes of the Vala'Suun or the Isagorn. In fact, there may not have been any intelligent species native to Gothenya. In a sense, our world may have been terraformed by an advanced strain of humans, traversing the galaxy in search of a new home.
These humans discovered our world, found it - a needle in a cosmic haystack - capable of sustaining life, and altered it to suit their needs.
Once they inhabited the lands, filling it with giant structures and monolithic technologies, the humans turned their eyes, once more, against each other. The first wars for Gothenya were fought by the descendants of the very settlers who worked together to colonize it. To aid them in their pointless battles, human scientists engineered a species bred specifically for combat. This species was the Vess'ka, ironically best known today for their overt pacifism.
It didn't take long for man to more or less wipe himself out, essentially creating the same set of conditions here that caused them to flee their original home-world, ages past. Through use of atomic weapons of mass destruction, they eliminated their own achievements in the blink of an eye. Cities fell. Technology crumbled. Only a handful survived. And the world regressed...
The humans blasted themselves so thoroughly that it set the survivors back, culturally and technologically, hundreds of thousands of years. It is here where we begin to pick up history as we know (or perceive) it, with tribes of man and Vess'ka fighting over territorial scraps. Places where life had begun to regrow and renew became contested hotbeds. This period must have stretched over many millennia, for by the time Mount Celene arrived, the land had pretty much healed itself, wiping the last traces of its first civilization away, like waves on a sandy beach.
No records, no oral history even, survived to teach the tribes of their ancestors and the mighty technology that accompanied them. No signs at all. At least not unless you knew where to look for them. And none of that era had the slightest clue.
Mount Celene is of an advanced civilization, much like that of our forefathers. It makes some degree of sense that the holy mountain would contain wonders that would allow us to reassemble our true heritage. As we begin to learn more and more about the silent gods inside the mountain, we in turn learn more about ourselves as well.
Is everything above just a myth? The ramblings of mages made insane from artifacts they were never meant to tamper with? Or could it just be that we come from a society not unlike that of the gods themselves? Are we perhaps not made in their image, but rather follow as their brothers and sisters? Merely asking such questions is blasphemy in most realms. Only the Boorka of Sage dare postulate such things. And they are vilified for it. But why?
What if we are what the Boorka say we are? What if we are simply cousins of a new tribe of beings who travelled the galaxy, searching, only to find this tiny world to their liking? It would topple everything we know to be law. Divine right. The church of the Zenithal. Everything would be in question.
Perhaps that's not such a bad thing.