GATE: Thus The Imperium of Man Fought There

The Grand Conspiracy pt 4

-M???.???. The Warp-

In the boundless ocean of the warp, myriad creatures and gods reside within their own realms, fortifying their dominion over their powers. The warp is a realm that stretches across all time, spreading and surrounding countless realities. Within this endless expanse lies a bubble of unreality, a domain once inhabited by mortal humans, now elevated to godhood in the name of their followers and concepts.

Within this domain, territories are divided, each representing the gods dwelling within these pockets of reality. And in one such crevice where they gather, sits a god with gnashing teeth, eyes ablaze with red fury, clad in war armor and wielding a halberd.

"Hardy, you scoundrel," the god remarks sharply.

"Calm yourself, Emroy. We will find a way to resolve all this chaos," responds a graceful goddess with white hair, her voice exuding patience.

"Have we ever faced an empire like this, Elange?!" Emroy roars angrily. "A civilization not only capable of existing in the material world but also harnessing the power of Ether with such ease."

"Indeed, if we're being honest, the power of this Imperium of Man is truly concerning," Elange speaks slowly, her eyes cast downward in thought. As the goddess of knowledge, she holds domain over the concept of knowledge in the Warp, allowing her to see what other gods cannot.

"What lies beyond that gate is something dangerous. I can feel it," Ral, the twin consciousness of Elange, spoke softly.

"Dangerous?" Emroy inquired, his gaze turning toward the goddess.

"Look at them. These Imperials can create mountains of steel in the blink of an eye and wield weapons so immense they could flatten continents," Ral's words hung heavy in the air, met with silence. "Moreover, Hardy has been unreachable until now. Something must have happened."

No one dared to speak, silenced by the weight of uncertainty. The tension among them only heightened until a new presence arrived, casting a radiant beam of light into their midst.

"I have ordered Mabel to inspect the Zalvus Gate," the voice accompanied by the luminous presence of Zumfuut, a sharp-eyed god gazing towards the other gods.

"Zumfuut," Elange uttered softly.

"How is Rory, Emroy?" Zumfuut immediately inquired of the armored god beside him.

"Ugh, that's the problem. I can't connect with Rory for any reason," Emroy retorted irritably.

"This is truly unsettling," Zumfuut remarked, his brow furrowing.

"I suggest we investigate our new adversary. The JSDF may pose a serious threat to our designs in the mortal realm, but the Imperium is on a different level," Elange voiced her opinion with a sense of urgency.

"I agree with you, sis," Ra nodded firmly, his expression grave.

But before the elder sibling could respond, Elange felt something that made her freeze in place. All the gods present there immediately looked at her oddly, but then they felt it too.

"You sense it, don't you? Someone is watching us," Elange spoke slowly, her voice filled with concern, sending a shiver down their celestial spines.

All the gods there nodded slowly. What they felt was not just a mere presence, but an overwhelming force, as if the fabric of reality itself was watching them, an existence that seemed to transcend the very essence of space and time.

As Elange gazed far beyond the confines of reality, where their existence intertwined with the planet Falmart, she sensed the source of that dreadful sensation. It emanated from Zalvus Hills, precisely from the Gate. With the power she gathered from within herself and tens of thousands of supplicants, she attempted to breach the barriers between realities.