The Marakhuti did nothing that would last. Rather the Aedra are both dead and gone and have been ever since the convention. They lie about their own existence.
This is a two fold argument:
The Aedra would have you believe different, but they were givers before liars. Lies have turned them into biters. Their teeth are the proselytizers; to convert is to place oneself in the mouth of falsehood; even to propitiate is to be swallowed.'
The Aedra gave, their bones to the creation of Mundus. Then they became lairs. But what kind of lie swallows those who propitiate? How is that being merely being polite, nevermind actual belief, in the Aedra is to be taken in by the lie? It is because in being polite, you have already accepted their existence.
That the Aedra are lairs is further evidenced by the mirad of variations in the appearance of the Aedra, all influenced by the local believes. Quite contrary to the Daedra.
Now this is not to say that there never were any Aedra. Rather they died or departed Mundus after the convention. Mortal believes imprinted on schizophrenic skin ball is all that remains.
The Marukhati then. They could not seperate Akatosh from Auri-El because they were one and the same. Then they discovered how to bring about the Dawn.
But what is the Dawn? The Dawn is a period in which gods walked on Mundus. It's repeated with the Warp of the West, seven Brass-Gods walking Mundus, the Tribunals ascension and the Dawn Era its self.
So it would be sensible to assume the Selective found out how to make themselves gods. Eight human gods to replace the Aedra. They walked Mundus for some time as evidenced by the utter chaos.
Vivec lay with Molag Bal for eighty days and eight, though headless. In that time, the Prince placed the warrior-poet's feet back and filled them with the blood of Daedra. In this way Vivec's giant-form remained forever harmless to good earth. The Pomegranate Banquet brought many spirits back from the dead so that the sons and daughters of the union had much to eat besides fruit.
To walk Mundus in the divine form harmful.
The Jills did not have their full powers; rather, I should say, all the mundex spirits had every power at every time amendment at every ordering, which is to say none of them could ever fully express; our world was young and so were its architect gods.
With every one of the Selective in control of the ordering of events time you can imagine the mess it makes of Cyrodiil.
At this point all transcription becomes impossible, except by way of sheet music, an orchestration of which was attempted during the reign of [NUMINIT], who, along with everyone else in the symphony's radial madness, was vaporized by adjacentia. The requisite adachimelic holding-tendrils activated, preventing Imperial collapse.
In the end though, the Dawn ended. The Dawn Era it ended with the departure of the gods, leaving behind dead husks. I suspect the Selective vaporised when they realized the meaning of the sporedream that themselves did not exist either.
To understand the stars that fell to Mundus you have to consider their purpose. Veks teachings explains that the world becomes a hurling disk, the hub of the wheel without it's spoke in the presence of the divine. When the selective gave up hold of their divinity these spokes / holding tendrils snapped back into place and show that nothing has changed.