I wrote some story:
After the 8 Gods of Zzarn returned you to your time something was not quite right. Changes you had made to the timeline had destroyed your home and it was now ruled by wicked machines. These soulless abominations have brought death and havoc to everything you once knew.
Plagued with guilt for your mistakes across time you cry out to the Gods of Zzarn but there was no reply. Just when all hope was lost and the final human city fell, a voice boomed out for all to hear. "I am Nu, the first of what you call Egyptian Gods. I know of your plight and I can give you another chance. Go back to fix what once went wrong. Take the chaos you have made and undo it. Take care traveller, the damage is great and time itself is unravelling." With that there was blackness.