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The walls were closing in. All across the systems the warp was ripping itself into the material universe in what TalOS would describe as a final hurrah against the forces of the Emperor. Already TalOS could see thousands of ships being destroyed thanks to the shifting tides, but quickly his vision was lost as planets were shifted from one side to the other.
A planet was slightly faster than it should have been. The speed of light in one system became even faster thus causing implosions upon the nearby planets. Black Holes, whose existence had been steadfast in keeping the Universe’s shape the way it was, slowly lost their strength and allowed the stars that orbited them to be freed.
At the largest scale TalOS caught a glimpse of the very axis in which the Universe moves being tilted.
In that instant his foresight was useless. Everything was nothing but noise and chaos. Just as those Gods of the Warp wished it to be. They had created a playground for their own machinations that no one could have a glimpse within. Let is be TalOS or the Emperor, no one was wise to what their ploy was soon to be.
It was then that the first message came. It was sent to TalOS as well as the rest of the Federation.
<span class="mu-s">+Upon Decree of the Omnissiah, Magnus the Red shall hereby be arrested for crimes against his Father. This Decree of Censor shall be carried out by Leman Russ, the Emperor’s Executioner.+</span>
The fool, who had been banished to his home world for the stupidity that he enacted upon Nikeae, had got himself in a tight situation. Leman would likely not mind if TalOS came in for assistance, especially when TalOS brought the Blackstone Fortress to fight against the Thousand Sons. Maybe, just maybe, TalOS would be able to save Ahriman from the greatest of harm.
With that thought another message came in. This one was cleared by Calibre from a source that did not want to be known. But the AI was capable, and Calibre identified it as an Alpha Legionnaire who had infiltrated the ranks of the Proelitor to deliver this message.
<span class="mu-i">My brother, the curtains are now falling. We need another actor.</span>
And so Alpharius made his play. To what tune would TalOS play he did not know. What he did know was that whatever Alpharius was planning was something great within the greater workings of the Galaxy.
