Imperial Guard Carrier Pharon was swallowed by the warp rift. Ship navigators sprawled and twisted from the abrupt spike of psionic energy. Their all-seeing eyes wept blood and burst from the warp's stress. Ship computers' screens flashed warning lights and sirens blared. Shipmen and Officers bounced across the walls, ceilings, and floors of the vessel as the artificial gravity fluctuated wildly by the warp's chaotic nature. Pharon was lost.
The metal frame was twisted, burnt, and frozen. Hundreds perished in the instant of entry. Many thousand more would perish through the perilous journey through the doomed thoroughfare.
The fate of the crewmen was hardly uncommon, as even the largest and best equipped of the ships of the Imperium were at the mercy of the entities of Chaos and the strength of the constantly changing Astronimican. Countless lives have been lost by cruel twists of fate and by hungry daemons. But a few thousand lives lost were only a grain of sand compared to the imposing mountain of the Imperium. Humanity must endure and conquer, all in the name of their God Emperor.
Through this mentality of eternal conquest and conversion, the Imperium stretched onward. Never stopping, never ending, never looking back, the undying fire of the human race could never be extinguished. And like an inferno, it was an ever consuming, ever destroying force, burning without pity or thought. The twin might of the Hammer of the Emperor and Adeptus Astartes spearheaded their eternal crusade across the galaxy, bringing both death and order to the worlds. And in secret, the Inquisition purged and purified, burning and casting out the hated deviants, the nonhuman.
But more often, humans just killed out of fear, or out of pure spite. To many in the universe, they were fearful abominations, resembling the insectoid Tyranids out of their eternal hunger for new worlds to harvest and conquer and the lifeless Necrons out of their willingness to commit genocide.
Though mankind was strong, humans were not invincible. Compared to many of the races of the galaxy, they are physically weak and fragile. But they compensated this lack of strength through pure will and determination.
Humans has been temporarily slowed, halted, or even driven back, but they always returned. Mankind has yet to meet their match in the open battlefield as the combined might of the Guard, Marines, and Ecclesiarcy have not pacified a foe yet. Often their foes are disorganized and weak, lacking the vast resources and strength of their opponents.
There was no counterpart for the Imperium, not even the Tau who came close with their castes and technology, for they lacked the sheer vastness of the human's empire.
But that would soon change. As the ship Pharon reentered our dimension on a distant world far beyond the reach of the tyrannical forces of the Milky Way, another great power became aware that there was new life in the galaxy. The vessel plummeted, melting the warp induced permafrost and simultaneously scorching the already twisted metal of the hull. And with an almighty crash, displacing thousands of tons of dirt and rock, the carrier came to rest.
Only a short duration of time passed before the Solana Senate gained knowledge of the event. In haste, a Senate emissary was dispatched to Veldin, for an opportunity for a new ally and knowledge was an opportunity to significant to turn down.