Fiction:Realities Altered/Dysnomia/Furia ex Deus

As The Depression marches on, cynic and idealist alike watched as the realities they knew crumbled around them. As empires fell and communities were torn asunder, the stood as lone light in the darkening world.

At the centre of this lone light however, one man was determined to keep it burning, even if it meant snuffing out more life in the process. The war to save the took it's toll on all fronts. Demons, rebels, Dominion soldiers, pirates, the growing cunicism among Imperial courts led some to believe that only the Imeprium could be saved. And that every measure should be taken to assure its survival.

Not all were happy however and through the years, many colonies sought to break away from the Imperium's increasingly draconian grip on what remained of its empire.

Fall of Bastalia Prime
Bastalia Prime was once a prime agrarian world on the outer rim of the Imperium. With the coming of the Depression, the Bastalia System stayed loyal until several of its governors noticed an increasing level of corruption within the Grand Senate. Oficially breaking off in 2830 alongisde thirty other systems, they used the vast wealth they had available to amass a military to hold back the eventual tide that would come once the Senate learned of their secession.

In 2872, the Imperium brought the resources it could to assault the newly-founded Bastalian Republic. Encountering a highly-militariesed cluster the war raged for a full decade, with the Republic being slowly etched away with every passing decade until 2883. As the Imperial Talon Navy pushed into the Bastalia system, word spread a new shi phad arrived at the head of the invasion fleet - the TNSS Dominax.

As the ensuing battle raged over Bassirus, one shuttle convoy approached the planet under flak fire. Daring the city's guns, a strike team descended towards one of the city's main squares. Fire from the above warships had withered the city's defensive shield until it was weak enough for the craft to pass through. As flak fire picked off the dropships, one slipped through until it was a few hundred metres from the city streets. A cannon shot tore into the hull, blowing a large hole. As the craft careered off-course, a strange object fell out of the whole. A black mass that headed for the street.

Slamming into the ground, the object created a shockwave of rock and tarmac, creating a crater some one hundred metres across and blowing apart any building caught within the blast radius. Soldiers who had gathered in the streets were thrown back, bunkers were stripped by the shockwave and any cars caught in the blast, either abandoned in the attack or disembarked from by soldiers were thrown into the air.

A few soldiers of Drallivian and Terratrix descent wearily approached the crater, peering over they saw a large Draconis crouched low in the centre of the crater. Under large wings was a dark read cloak draped over his back His armour black and spiked and by his side a sheath of twisted faces holding a rust-red handle. Looking upon his twisted obsidian armour they all gasped. Spluttering as though they had each swallowed a large mass. The terraatrix went pale and their feathers shivered, looknig upon the strange survivor as though he was a living nightmare.

For them. He was...

Peering up at the soldiers, the warriors' eyes burned a fierce yellow as he stared into their souls. With hesitation, thesoldiers panicked and fired shot and plasma at the figure. They watched helpelessly as any shots to his exposed head imprinted without any effect, or bounced off his armour, causing a dark red shimmer despite the presence of clouds.

Terratrx soldier - Keep firing keep firing!

In the blink of an eye, the figure went from crouched in the crater to standing over the Terratrix. His burning eyes stared throgh his visorless helmet and into his soul. Looking up, the helmet's UI attmepted to alter the image ot become less frightening but despite the visor's computer masking the burning eyes and altering the look of the armour to be less frightening the Terratrix felt as terrified as ever as the Draconis loomed tall enough that the Terratrix could have a partner stand on his shoulders and only meet the monster at eye-level. before he could speak, a massive clawed hand wrapped itself around the soldier's head, he could no longer feel the ground as his feet dangled in the air. His cohorts drew combat knives to face down this monster but all three were impaled from behind by large burning blades that suddenly jutted out of their stomachs. THe Terratrix tried to pry the warriors' fingers from his face but with a lw demonic growl the warrior tightened its grip.

"Warning, compressive pressures beyond reccomended limits" the helmet's AI would have blurted out. But it could barely say "war" before such a force crushed what it was holding into a jagged mess of plastic, bone, brains and ceramics. The warrior let go to reveal the head had been crushed to half its size. The body collapsed like a sack to the floor as the warrior walked over it, not carring that his foot crushed waht remained as he took a step forward. The ones responsible for killing the soldier's cohorts, several hulking Draconis clad in gold and black armour, looked towards the city's central square. As one walked beside him, the warrior peered over to him with a nindifferent look. His mind drawn to the bloodbath ahead.

Dragon - ''Master Uriel. Landing zone secure.'' Uriel - ''Good. Inform the reinforcements, judgement has come for these rebels.'' Dragon - Yes my lord.