Prologue

At first it was just a whim but soon it was known as the perfect hunt, then a plague and lastly the downfall of the greatest Empire to traverse the stars and hold the universe in its iron gauntlet. No planets were inhabited unless it was their will the hunters would cycle between the planets every 10 years once they got their fill they would let the planet repopulate their greatest achievement was just a backwater planet later to be known as earth the hunters decided to see what would happen if 2 of every type of beast that ever existed was put on to one planet, many of the beasts flourished but none more than the oomans the oomans originally from the ice world of the komat'su system were soon going to be extinct if not for the divine wisdom of the council of arbiters they would have been lost forever to the cold. The arbiters formed from the leaders of each of the clans after the right of passage which was a contest of might where the current leader of the clan believed he could dethrone the current system lord then, this usually resulted in an unarmed fight to the death to see if the clan leader could destroy the system lord for that clan thus earning him the right of becoming the next system lord. Cetanu a lone young blood warrior stood atop a mountain with more than enough trophies to bring his clan honour the only thing was he wished was he had faced were more sporting prey in the city he was assigned to, being bored with most of his prey he decided to leave nothing alive in the city in the hope one of them would pose as worthy game. After the hunt was over he returned to the centre of the city where he hung the most sporting skulls to claim them. Cetanu claimed his trophies and left nothing but a smoking ghost town with the smell of rotting bodies lingering in the air now bored he set off for the drop zone and called for his clan to pick him up once greeted by the cheers of his clan congratulated now he was one of them a full blooded warrior. Disappointed at how easy the promotion came the only scars of battle he received was the one to his pride he told the clan to leave him to his mediation and prayers to paya, once in his quarters he reached into his trophy bag and looked at the skull of the four eyed being grunted at his dissatisfaction at it threw the skull at the wall in an effort to smash it but instead had the skull bounced back and hit him in the head knocking him out and had dreams no not dreams visions of beasts with skin as black as the night itself.


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