The end of the Golden Throne

Wisperings in Kronus

While the battle is joined between the Bellator and Omnissiah’s Vigil something stirs in the larger part of the galaxy. Those sensitive to the eddies of the warp have started howling mad prophecies of doom upon the scattered outposts of humanity. Seers claw out their eyes, witches spit up blood, and Angry mobs dragging out innocent and criminal alike and beat them to death out of seemingly mindless anger. A quite man sitting in a shrine aboard the Lux whispers a name to himself opens his eyes and requests permission to commandeer a shuttle.



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