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In the hellish thing men call the Warp, a mighty imperial barge, bigger than a small city and crewed by hundreds if not thousands of men and women, moved. It travelled unimaginable distances at inconceivable speeds, and was protected from the murderous intents of the Warp's demons by impenetrable shields.
However, that which is built against the half-things of the Warp is good against little else. Something passed through the shields into the relative haven of the barge.
The crew numbered in the hundreds, if not thousands.
Within an hour, it numbered none.
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With a blaze of light, the ruins of an imperial barge burned into realspace, many lightyears from the nearest solar system, with great slabs of metal carved from its sides. This was clearly the work of demons, yet if a seer of the Eldar race was to comb the ship with their sharpest witchsight, they would not find one mote of chaos energy left on the ship. Nor would they find a single heartbeat, such as they might find in a band of heros who had managed the impossible task of sealing a breach. Across the entire ship, there was no sign of any form of life.
When it left the warp the ship was moving ever so slightly. Then, against all reason and over several minutes, the vessel stopped and became utterly still.
Next it started to turn, at first unnoticably but gaining speed, and was again drawn to a total stop once to was facing the nearest planet with any form of inhabitants. This turning took most of a day.
Finally, horrifyingly, the dead ship flew again. Within a decade or so, it had reached speeds of hundreds of miles a second and not once had it had any reason to move at all.
The was no apparent life on the barge, but if you looked with something far more piercing than any witchsight, and if you knew exactly where to look, you would find many things to see. Among others, you would find a razor malic, a burning intelligence and an unrivalled power, but above all else you would find an unfathomable amount of time; age and memory beyond any mortal right. All these things were resting, lying in a single thing which must be called a being.
And that is not dead which can eternal lie.