User blog comment:DirgeOfCerberus111/The end is nigh!!! Now what?/@comment-86.160.138.32-20110815135303

Pfffft...uhhhh..."cough"........It is the dawn of the 42nd millenium, The Emperor's light has faded into the gathering darkness that slowly consumes the imperium of man, the Astronomican, the only guiding light that gifts man with entrance within the warp so that they may make contact with other systems and the greatest wall that seperates the tides of the warp with the realspace of humanity has flickered out of exsistence. Billions of souls in a thousand star systems wilt and die, giving way to thousands of untold demonic incursions and the death of many a chapters of the adeptus astartes. Ships of varied size of imperial and xeno might drift in the darkness of space, lost, destroyed or vanished altogether, lost withing the lapping tides of the warp. Sensing mankinds dismay, Countless tombworlds rise, the C'tan sending forth countless armies of necrons that were thought to have been non-exsistant, to reap what little souls that are left in the galaxy before moving on to another, for what use is a galaxy in which there are no souls to reap? The T'au empire, seeing manking weakness and suffering an equal loss to the imperium, pushes there sphere and empire expansions to even farther reaches across the galaxy, intent on gaining a foothold on the coming darkness. With the Cadian gate no longer holding back the mighty legions of chaos, Abbadon launches his 14th black crusade, intent on placing himself upon the golden throne and exterminating the last of mankinds defenders, ruling the galaxy in the name of the chaos gods and with the rise of the crusade arises other chaos warbands such as the Red Corsairs, eager to join in upon the final plunder of makind. The Hive Mind, its mental will seeing mankinds coming doom sends forth the true armies of the tyranids.The Hive Fleets of the feared tyranid race begin to show there true might, the scout fleets of hive fleet Kraken and Collosus withdraw to give away to larger hive fleets that slowly devoure entire populations, carving a pathway to holy Terra and, there ultimate goal, the eye of terror. The mighty Greenskins, the orks destroy and wage war like never before, Ghazkull, prophet of the Waaagh! and the beast of armaggedon launches his largest Waaagh! yet, indeed, the largest ever concivied by any ork warlord and sets on a path of destruction to the heart of terra. The Dark Eldar, seeing the coming storm, pillages and raides like never before, Kabals battle with each other, intent on gathering countless slaves and resources in order to survive, capturing the populations of entire planets before returning to the dark city of commorragh with intent to hide from the passing storm. for those that have been enslaved had best be thankful, for even the foul tortures of the dark eldar are more preferable to the coming darkness. Finally, The Eldar stand vigelent within there craftworlds, chanting ever more loudly to give rise to a new Eldar god that, they hope will save all of Eldar kind, as well as humanity and the other guardians of faith. they lend there hand even to the adeptus astartes, who, despite such a thing being heresy, return in kind with equal protection, for does heresy truely matter when all is soon to be condemned? Races unite and others are destroyed in the quickining tides of darkness, all intent to survive what will come to pass. As darkness approaches, mankind look to the stars and pray that there God-Emperor has not truely left them and within the bowels of the warp, a great darkness arises, spawned from the coming chaos. As with deaths of a thousand worlds, impossible events occur and heros rise. Leman Russ of the Space wolves returns from the tides of warp, Gulliman of the UltraMarines shifts and moves within his protective stasis, Khan of the White Scars returns, unshackled and free of the dark Eldar and many other primarchs emerge, thought to have been lost within the cracks of time. It is an Age Of Heros and Demons, An Age Of Loss And Strife, The defenders of the of faith, xeno and human, stand side by-side, ready to face to coming dark and the forces of destruction. -For Within The Grim Darkness Of The Far Future There Is No Mercy No Light No Respite -There Is Only The Coming Darkness And The Final Echoes Of Mankind For There Is Only War.