After rather a long time of dozing, the not very good chronicler at last awakens with a snort. Destruction walks the planes, and the first ruin lies in the wake of the everlasting planar war. With quill in hand, the day of end is noted in the tale of the 6th war.
Kelket stood atop a ruined wall of the Grand Fortress of Gehenna, staring down at the battered mountainside. His forces had finished salvaging whatever supplies they could from the Phyrexian stores, and had already rendezvoused at a camp set up among the steppes well away from the three mountains that made up the stronghold of Gehenna. The Dice Gods only knew, this war was far from over and the Coalition would need everything they could get. While the armies surrounding Gehenna had held off the Phyrexian forces attempting to take back the base, Kelket had ordered Deathbringer Thoctars to topple the walls of the Grand Fortress, which had inevitably led to its ceiling falling in. As very little of the structure surrounding the Altar of Black Flames, which created the endless smog around the mountains, and the Portal to Phyrexia remained.
Kelket took one last look around at the destruction constant battle and purposeful damage had wrought. Though the enemy had not had time to bring their stronger armies to bear, the forces they had sent at the base had fought just as viciously. But Kelket's wrath would not be held back, and he had done what was necessary to ensure that Gehenna would fall. Forces from both the Blades of Kelket and reinforcements sent from Dreams of Yore had just finished sealing Gehenna's forges shut less than an hour ago, activating the lava flow controls and setting it to flow beyond safety limits set by the operating equipment. The Grand Admiral looked to the smog-filled sky, knowing soon that this damaged land would soon be cleansed, and saw Darigaaz the Igniter fly just below the cloud cover towards the camp.
Kelket planeswalked down to the edge of the camp, his back facing the mountains that Gehenna was built upon. All those among his Blades had gathered here to see the destruction of the enemy's foothold on Mirrodin, and he would not disappoint them. The Igniter swooped down to take his place among the leadership of Red Faction, which Kelket had called to this place for just this occasion. Gathered on either side of him was the commander from each army of Red Faction: Daarigaaz, Tarox Bladewing, Karrthus, and Skyfire Kirin to his right and Rokkesh, Elith-Dral, and Ib Halfheart to his left. This would be a day to remember.
"Warriors of the Coalition, you have all served well in the brief time of this Sixth Great War against the forces of Phyrexia. And today, you have done Red Faction proud! On this moment, we make it clear to all Phyrexians that we intend to win this war. We'll march right into the depths of Phyrexia and show them what we're made of! Glory to the Coalition!"
As Kelket finished speaking, he turned around to face Gehenna and all those gathered turned to look as well. Already, a bright red glow could be seen at the tops of the mountains even from this distance. In only a few more moments, the ground began to shake. Then, the forges having been forced to overflow against sealed outlets now glowing red-hot, and with the earth coming to life beneath them, lava erupted in a great gout above the Second Mount that could be seen for miles around. The blast obliterated the forges and annihilated the mountaintop, sending huge chunks of molten rock into the sky. The lava then came crashing down, blanketing the rest of the mountains as well as some of the surrounding terrain. The First Mount was completely coated, with a portion of it that was closest to the Second Mount blasted apart, the outpost set up to resupply passing warriors now gone forever in the face of such destruction. The Third Mount was not spared either. Lava, rock, and ash tumbled down onto the ruins of the Grand Fortress, smashing the Portal and completely obliterating the Altar of Black Flames. Munitions for the Phyrexian cannons that were left behind ignited, going off like exploding fireworks, helping the eruption tear apart whatever was left of the Grand Fortress.
The earth calmed and what was once a defensible Phyrexian stronghold was now a glowing mass blanketing the mountains. The Second Mount was all but gone, its upper half having exploded outward and upward; the remaining mountains had taken the punishment such a volcanic eruption could give. Gehenna had fallen, and with it, Phyrexia's main source of opposition on Mirrodin. As those gathered looked on at the fiery destruction of Gehenna, the clouds of smog covering the landscape began to fade as the magic supporting them died. The sun broke across the landscape, signaling that Phyrexia's time on Mirrodin would soon be at an end.
(Tale and destruction by Kelket)