It is the 31st millennium of the 60 millionth year Humanity is at what can be considered the height of its power under the Galaxia Freehold but also the height of its internal division as many Human states already war with another unaware of the true danger they are in, at the same time Humanity has never been at a more dangerous cross roads.

With the thirteenth Demonic Crusade having been announced to the galaxy during the destruction of Vraks, lead by the Damned Primark Hourian Phodas seeks to finally assert the Heretical Gods of the corrupted three as the true masters of Humanity, the timing of this crusade is no coincidence as the hated Domain in all its debauchery, hedonism and their rampant superiority complex, fail to see what destruction the gestation of their new god would unleash.

This is not to say the many threats that exist already on the rise, with all this and more the Pantheon of Humanity have met for the first time since the Great War with the Aeldari and the invasion's of the Ork and Rangden to plot a course of action.

"So we all agree then" the Father concluded "I don't think I "agree" with you on anything" Karma said "of course you wouldn't rebirth is such a how should I put this, a hedonistic domain concept so alien to us and the mortal humans" the Shepherd replied in a thinly veiled insult "I recall you employing some not so human followers yourself hypocrite they were quiet uncorrupted might i add" Karma countered.

"Oh please you think comparing a tiny few of my followers making some questionable choices to the very core of your being is a sane mindset, That's just sad" the Shepard concluded "not only do you both support a "comprise peace" the Desert Rider spat "but would want to work with them?" the Desert Rider questioned "please this must end how much longer will we continue the bloodshed for something so long ago in such a different time the old gods WERE ALSO SLAVES" the Cycle pleaded "they had more freedom than we ever did and you know it" the Desert Rider said ignoring the Cycle from then on, following this it would began to devolve into petty arguments looking like just another attempt at unity would fail.

'NO' the Father resolved this was their last chance to come together to make a stand, just as they had against the invaders during the era of freedom, the WAAAGGGs of the Orks as well as the invasion of the Parasites and against the hated domain during the great divide "QUIET" the Father boomed out the power of his voice would change the warp around them killing off thousands of greater warp entities with ease and in real space would cause a nearby uninhabited systems star to go supernova within an instant his voice would immediately grab the attention of all others in the area including his two associates "look at all of you bickering like children in even worse in fact".

the Father paused then continued "while you all wine about things that have happened thousands of years ago you are blind to the events right in front of you the Unborn God continues to stir, fed by the debauchery and hedonism of the species that forges it all while most their old gods throw their hands up, plug their ears and close their eyes waiting for what they think is inevitable not even to mention the other three scars of the war who lie in wait yet you all wish to fight amongst yourselves, pathetic" .

the Father then takes another pause good their all listening for once "each one of you holds the tremendous power given to you by the faithful the mortals we have an obligation and a genuine care for them do you all wish to abandon them at the time of their greatest need when they cry out for leadership for us to answer their prayers, will we leave then wanting…

no we will not leave them wanting to I ask all of you my brothers to put aside our petty drama and let us all FIGHT BACK, FIGHT BACK AGAINST THE DARKEST, FIGHT BACK AGAINST THOSE WHO ONCE ENSLAVED US TO EARN TRUE FREEDOM" the father finished looking over the rest of his brothers they all seemed to think stewing in their own thoughts.

"if this is the only way then I accept" the Shepard told him "peace may never had been an option…brother I accept" Karma stated partially to cycle "I hate it when you make a good point brother those hedonists must be destroyed, the Bloody-Handed will not escape us"

the Dessert Rider said, conveying the burning desire for revenge and justice they all held.

"But what of humanity's unborn god?" the deep raspy voice of the Fallen Angle questioned the question itself remind every god in the meeting about the uncomfortable fact that if given enough time all their efforts could be for naught because of the rebirth of the Anathema not to mention their time as his prisoners forced to watch humanity's culture, freedom and emotions all be crushed to fuel him for the war in heaven.

"What of it?" the Son replied "even if the Anathema rises again I highly doubt the Minor Gods would be willing to follow him over us" "well said" the Father then continued "if his friendship with the old goddess of rebellion gets in our way we will crush him" Father concluded.

They then finally all looked at the Cycle the most willing for peace with the old gods

"the Bloody- Handed must pay for his crimes" the Cycle finally supplied the answer filling them with a powerful resolve they had not felt for a long time and they all now knew to prepare, prepare to crush the Aeldari Domain.

across the entire galaxy mortal priests and priestess alike felt the proclamation of their gods they did not know who the Bloody-Handed was or what they were referring to but they knew the hated domain and this message was from their pantheon as such they would spread it far and wide as they could many political and military leaders and especially the civilians were unsure how to respond some responded with religious zeal many more unsure about what this meant for them or their neighbors and a very small minority mostly consisting of worlds dominated by the Church of the golden man, they would completely reject this favoring to prepare for the worst and cut contact with the wider galaxy if only to preserve themselves from the growing mob of fanatics who sought to purge them and burn them at the stake.

Across the domain they would laugh and seek to taught Humanity's pantheon whenever the chance arose committing ever more brutal and evil atrocities in the name of their Unborn God while the old gods looked on in worry and even fear.

The King of the old gods however would choose to ignore the proclamation in favor of sitting with his sorrow of his lost love for the Goddess and the regret from his failures just as he had for millions of years for nothing not even himself its creator could reverse the edict so what was the point of trying to change things?.

The Goddess of Rebellion would look upon this with equal parts worry and anticipation while she still cared for her children and her father she recognized that both had committed unspeakable crimes that rivaled the Yngir, justice demanded they pay for these crimes yet she hoped the humans would see reason, that not all of her children are guilty many are repulsed and disgusted with their kin in the domain it is with their support she'd helped found the sanctuary after all.

The Bloody-handed he looked upon this as a sign that soon his time would come his granddaughters vision had told him such "you will not die a glorious death you will be torn apart by the mortals and their creations" only now did he truly understand the meaning behind her words such a fool he had been too consumed by rage it was only of recent did he have a chance to think of his actions and how in attempt to avoid his fate he had brought it so, so much closer.

Finally the Silent One his hyper advanced sensors had picked up their proclamation and based upon the data he had gathered on the Domain it was about damn time, it only took twelve devastating crusades form the Human gods to realize the incredible power they held but still he wondered if it was the correct decision to encourage the Anathema to intervene in the War of the Gods.

not that the Anathema could have predicted the degradation of Aeldari society after all gods can hardly find common ground with mortals but in his opinion at least the Anathema dissolving himself was stupid now he had to deal with an entire new race that had devoured entire galaxies with another being served on a silver plater of ignorance and lack of knowledge he could only how he wasn't to late.