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Summary: After the defeat of Hive Fleet Leviathan, another, slightly smaller, fleet emerged and began devouring worlds on the outskirts of the eastern fringe. The fleet, recently named Hive Fleet Epitaph, succeeded in devouring twelve solar systems efficiently eliminating a small galaxy known as FG-22-19-Delta, or Aximoor. This was a small, 'poor', galaxy that The Imperium of Man had not settled or explored yet. However, Aximoor was settled by another race.

Chapter 1: The Coming of Armageddon

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The space around the planet Dialysis VI, named so by the Styr explorers who first found it due to the general breaking up of the planet. In fact, it looked like a cracked eggshell with a fire inside of it. Surrounding the 'shell' was a large asteroid field, some reaching the size of Terra's moon. In this desolate and seemingly uninhabitable space was a large Poseidon class station. The station was surrounded by asteroids tied in a slight net along its surface, forming a large, bulky, 'asteroid'.

On board this 'rock' station in the command deck, two Styr Patriarchs, or commanders.

Their names were Alinnas Harshen and Elderon Mistbreak. Alinnas stood about 6'10" and Elderon stood about 6'4". They were both dressed in the ceremonial crimson armor of the Sty Council, simple hardened crimson pads covering all areas possible without harassing maneuverability. Beneath this was a dark gray cloth-like substance. The pads were intricately carved and grooved in fashion resembling plants and spades on the shoulders.

They were standing on a raised platform looking at a huge digital display showing objects around the station in detail, while color-coded yellow for asteroids, green for known ships and stations, and red for unknowns. Scattered throughout the yellow asteroids were several green station-shaped and ship-shaped blips, these, however, were not the topic of interest for the two council members present.

Seemingly oblivious to the controlled chaos on the terminal line in-front of and below them, they were both staring at several red blips roaming the asteroid-field's outskirts. Though they were marked unknown, both patriarchs recognized the shape of the blips.

"Tyranids." Alinnas muttered with spite, "how come the defender-stations haven't kept them?"

"Alinnas, we both know that a full Tyranid hive-fleet wont be kept at bay by scattered defense-stations, it would take two super-carriers, full to the brim, to stop a Tyranid invasion." Elderon replied calmly.

"But we both know that there is only one super-carrier at our disposal, and it is at the other end of the galaxy. All we have here is a capitol ship, 4 destroyers, and 10 Light Cruisers. To top that the rest of the Styr Aero Fleet is engaged with the Hyperions at Genesis!" Alinnas stated evenly.

"I know, thus we shall defend this region with our lives, our souls, and our honor. It will take more than a single hive fleet to eliminate the Styr." Elderon retorted, still disturbingly calm.

"Then may the Astrals protect us, I am certain our armies won't." the other prayed.

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Author's Note: For reference on some contents within this chapter, see Styr Statistics in my profile page. Though this is only one page long, it serves as a prologue.

I hope I've gotten this off to a good start, who am I kidding? This better be off to a good start lol, I'm immensely proud of this chapter and at least want it recognized. This will probably continue tomorrow or the day after. -Rimshooter