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There has been very few battles won, the Tyranid hordes have scared the galaxy in their invasion. Whole worlds marred by death without discrimination, only harvested and used as hives for their larvae. The Imperium has dispatched a crew in the reckoning of their arrival upon the Terran world Gaia.
Two have arrived ahead of the group to recon the land, albeit resulting in failure. It is the last hope of this world, for the people of Gaia and the crew aboard the "Harbinger" to stop the Tyranid horde. Their numbers blacken the sky, their terror can be heard from the depths of space. There may be no hope after all.
Yet, even in this current danger their lies the the whispers of something more sinister in the depths of their onslaught. It has been discovered by Imperial Inquisitors that the wake planets have deformed into whole worlds wrought in decay. Life stripped of its breath, sickness stifling the atmosphere, and great bogs covering the oceans. Can the crew aboard the "Harbinger" figure out this dark presence before it's too late? Or will they be swallowed by the great maw of chaos?
Two have arrived ahead of the group to recon the land, albeit resulting in failure. It is the last hope of this world, for the people of Gaia and the crew aboard the "Harbinger" to stop the Tyranid horde. Their numbers blacken the sky, their terror can be heard from the depths of space. There may be no hope after all.
Yet, even in this current danger their lies the the whispers of something more sinister in the depths of their onslaught. It has been discovered by Imperial Inquisitors that the wake planets have deformed into whole worlds wrought in decay. Life stripped of its breath, sickness stifling the atmosphere, and great bogs covering the oceans. Can the crew aboard the "Harbinger" figure out this dark presence before it's too late? Or will they be swallowed by the great maw of chaos?
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