In the grim future of the 41st millennium, the galaxy knows only war. As both Chaos and Tyranids' threats intensify, countless worlds are destined to fall. Simultaneously, the once galaxies rulers - Eldars, are crumbling, weakened by their own low population, division, and consequences of their own past sins. The Imperium still vigilantly stands. However, its armies are dwindling, outmatched or outnumbered by numerous enemies. Is it the end? Is there no salvation for these races? Perhaps there is. Maybe, the boredom and pettiness will bore a key to that? Maybe, something stirrers in the Immaterium that would change the setting?