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>The Canoptek Scarabs swarmed in their trillions trying to build a sarcophagus around the shard to contain his power, and to stop it from harming itself further.
>The Sarcophagus was being destroyed by the shard faster than it could be built, and the Canopteks were dying as fast as they could be funneled in.
>The Necron armies and autonomous machines were sent in to blast the shard and weaken him, but found much the same fate as the Scarabs; Being erased from the fabric of existence with the might of a neutron star's gamma ray, doomed to never again be reanimated from death.
>It mattered not.
>We had Warriors and Immortals in their billions to spare wearing down the shard.
>What we didn't have was time.
>The shard was thrashing against the magnetic restraints on the horizon and in orbit holding it in place, and by the calculations of our Crypteks, predicted the shard would break them before the shard could be contained.
>Between our heavy weaponry continously defying thermodynamics by generating energy from nothing, and the C'tan weaponizing its bleeding star material, the planet quickly transformed into a hell world.
>Streams of molten aluminum gushed up through gravel around our feet with every step, while muldslides of rock drifting on liquid tin made plotting paths for our ground units an ever evolving logistical problem.
>Those information feeds we revieved back on our ships from the surface were artifacted at best, and a useless corrupted static mess at worst due to all the interferences.
>Necrons who survived the later stages of this event on the ground have almost no or distorted recollections of it.
>Those up close to the C'tan suffered the worst, getting off with entire blots of old memories erased, or enduring permanent personality changes sustained from engram damage.
