In what appeared as my absence of late, I was in fact busy looking for clues to our world and past. Specifically, I visited the world previous to our current home. The earthquakes there still persist, but I visited the mysterious library in the desert, curious if the quakes had unearthed anything further. Though its foundations seemed strangely unperturbed by the shaking of the world, I found a chamber under the water on the lower level that emerged from a small crack. Inside it lay one solitary bookshelf containing just one book. Dust and time eroded the cover, preventing me from making out the title of the book if it had one. The book contained many ruffled pages, some a bit waterlogged, but mostly intact. I could not make out the language of much of the book, but what I could make out was a diagram on a page at the very end, one that transcended a requirement of language -- concentric circles, a star in the middle; it was our solar system. Among the worlds in the diagram was written bits of text. Most vexing was that the text was clearly inked in recently, not at the time of the book's original writing. Someone had gone back to this book and edited it in the past age and added some text I could understand...
I squinted my eyes and could make out just enough to realize that not only was this our solar system, but the worlds on it reflected the state of our history on those worlds... In the top left, a world visibly shattered, Sanya, the top right, a world marked Ak with a symbol that looked strikingly similar to the obelisk that caused the blight. This world, the world of the temple, a symbol of jagged lines perhaps indicating the quakes this world was experiencing. This specific world was marked Da. Four other worlds exist on the map, but they were largely generic... was somebody charting our history? Are they behind? Did they follow us to our new world?
I've stored this book somewhere safe for the time being. Perhaps I will find a clue that will help unravel the language of this book's original author.
The move to the fourth, current world was largely accidental. Strange earthquakes began to hit the third world, Da, not many months after our arrival from the previously blighted world, Ak. A fissure opened near the spawn tower of the third world and those of us there at the time managed to power what appeared to be a fragment of a knife at the bottom of the fissure. Upon slicing through that knife, we arrived at our current world and found an inactive and very old Spawn Tower. It was immediately clear that this new world possessed environments, resources, and geological features that we had not found on the old worlds. While the earthquakes weren't seemingly world-ending, everyone seemed to agree to leave the old world just to be safe.
I'm not sure who the first person was that discovered the room beneath the tower, but they discovered that the beacon block within it reacted to their touch. Word spread and after a number of us touched the beacon block, the spawn tower activated, reverting some of its old blocks into new ones, lighting up, and came to life. The chance of new lands and the stability the new world seemed to offer was too great to pass up. We all decided to brave the new world and leave the old one behind, unfinished. That is how we arrived here.