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Written here is what is found hidden in the annals of the Black Library, source of all knowledge now and ever. In every of the infinite facets of the multiverse this place is found and so is its knowledge. Seek here the knowledge lost with its keepers.

I am the keeper of this section of these hallowed halls, the section belonging to your universe and the infinite and myriad paths it can take down the halls of fate. I will tell you the stories of that which will be, that which is, that which was, and that which may be. Sit down a spell. Here, in the corner. Now wait while I take down a tome so I may start my tale. That is why you are here? Is it not? Or are you here to visit the Inner Sanctum? Either way sit a spell, it will be a long while before the Guardians of this place come. Now here it is. 'Of the Old Ones.' The earliest history of this universe, for a tome from these walls can only appear if someone has written of it or told of it somewhere, somewhen. This is not a record keepen by the Old Ones themselves, I am not permitted to show someone of your low stature such a thing beyond your comprehension. This is a very good abridgement by a very acurate Eldar historian, I would hope you meet him someday but I doubt it. Now let us begin.

Of the C'Tan and the Necrontyr:
The necrontyr studied it for decades if not centuries. They learned that the energy was sentient and hungry. It feeded on the life of stars and that need to feed never seemed to end. They learned how to communicate with it, albeit rudimentarily. It whispered secrets and promises into their ears and they listened. To truly learn the secrets though it had to have physical form, so they gave it to it. The Necrontyr, using the powerful and strange living metal known as Necrodermis, and gave it form. They named what it is C'Tan, star god in their language, and it coalesced into a form well known by all, then and today. As the metal took shape they saw the Nightbringer, death incarnate.
The C'Tan had known nothing of living beings before this. Despite this, what one would usually think would be a time of curiosity and learning, turned into a blood bath. The Nightbringer began to slaughter the Necrontye like flies, consuming their energy and killing millions. Quickly they pledged their eternal servitude to the monster. Eventually they did similiar to dozens upon dozens of other C'tan, one at a time forcing the remaing Necrontyr to pledge their allegiance to one. Eventually one of the C'Tan, possibly the one that would later become known as the Deceiver, offered to aid them in destroying the Old Ones and give them inmmortal bodies in which to last the ages if they literally served them for all eternity.
The Necrontyr were overjoyed. They had never heard of such a prize. They gave in almost instantly and their essences were removed from the bodies by the C'Tan. The star beings then placed the essences in bodies of Necrodermis. But because the Empyrean is anathema to the C'Tan tey were unable to take the soul, who's essence is made from the stuff of the Empyrean, with their mind and essence. The Necrontyr were forever transformed into the soulless autamata later to be known as the Necron.
Hmmph, the Necrontyr. I have seen one only once in person, otherwise I must contend to these sketches from the books and tomes. Luckily not one has ever been permitted to the Inner Sanctum. Hopefully one never will.

Of the War in Heaven:
This great war was against the C'Tan, known as the Yngir in the tongue of the old race. It is unknown if this takes place before or after the internicine war between the gods, though it is likely it takes place before for it is when Khaine learns of Vaul's betrayal.
The Necrontyr had finally become the Necron and the Yngir had now begun to keep their side of the deal. They set out upon the gods and the War in Heaven had begun.
The Yngir and their slaves slaughtered their way through the Old Ones and their children, the Eldar. The forefront of these attacks being led by the Nightbringer and the Void Dragon, who is the mightiest of all the Yngir. The Nightbringer, who would become Khaelis-Ra to the old race, was able to project the imgae of death upon the Eldar, scatter them to the wind so they could be harvested for their energy.
Khaine found the bravery of the Eldar fighting the skeletal silvered hosts of the Yngir unflinchingly beauteous. He joined them in battle and carved a swath through the never ending horde of silver, skeletal figures. He and the Eldar who followed his ways carved a burning sea across the galaxy, slaying the silver host where ever they could route it.
Eventually the Eldar could no longer stand against Khaelis-Ra and they fled in terror, worrying for their very existence. This is when Cegorach, the great harlequin god, and his troubadoures took up arms. They faced down the Yngir with unflinching bravery, greater bravery even than that of Khaine's armies. They deceived the Yngir, even the Great Deceiver himself, and put them at each others throats. They began to consume each other in a great rage, giving the Eldar time to regroup. Eventually the Outsider and Khaelis-Ra consumed all but a few of their brethren. Of the two the Outsider went insane and fled the known galaxy, not to be seen again, and Khaelis-Ra became lethargic, falling a sleep for millions upon millions of years. The Eldar cheered their brothers and picked up their swords and spears to once again take the fight. khaine and ninety-nine of his greatest warriors took up the forefront of the charge.
Here Khaelis-Ra made his final move before taking his great sleep. As Khaine and the mighty warriors wielding Vaul's Wraith-blades became the last of the ten-thousand strong army Khaelis-Ra burst from the ground and ten-thousand more of the silvered host appeared as from nowhere. Khaine fought Khaelis-Ra himself and each of the ninety-nine heroes felled aten-thousand of the silvered host each. After seven days and seven nights the host of Khaine began to falter. The Yngir had found a weakness in the circle, Lanthrilaq the Swift's blade had no soul within it and he could no longer continue fighting. As he fell the silvered host fell upon their flanks and split them up, killing them one at a time. KHaine was enraged beyond compare as he realizes Vaul's betrayal, though he would take that revenge later. Khaine roared in anger and struck up his mighty spear and the wraith blade at once. He and the Yngir fought for what seemed an eternity until Khaine shattered the beasts's living metal skin. The Yngir fled as Khaine's body was hailed with splinters of the corrupted metal, forever giving him the aspect of the Reaper.
Some of the heroes survived and they rallied what was left of the failing army. They retreated one step at a time.
Vaul, in an act of desperation, was using the soul stones he had once given Isha to communicate with her children to make invincible warriros who would be equals of the the gods themselves.
Here Vaul crafted the Ghost Warriors. Mighty machines in which the souls and minds of the greatest of Eldar warriors could willingly continue the fight. Only ten were made at that time and they made the final stand amongst their living brothers upon the Eldar home world.
The Wraith Knight swield the stuff of the Empyrean itself and it was anathema to the Yngir and their warriors. The Void Dragon led wave after wave of the silvered host against the Wraith Knights but none could stand against their might.
Vaul took advantage of this and began working on his greatest craetions, the Talismans. As Vaul forged the last one the Void Dragon was prepared to make the killing blow, but first he had to feed so he could slay at full power. The Talismans wielded the Eyes of the Witches, mighty artefacts that allowed the souls of dead Eldar to channel the power of the Empyrean in unimaginable amounts. As the Void Dragon manifested to feed on a star Vaul sent in the Talismans to destroy him forever. The Talismans were activated and fired upon the surprised Yngir.

Here the tale of the Void Dragon's fate ends. Notes written long afterward believe that Vaul failed to destroy him, but it likely waekend him and stopped his methodical slaughter.

The war was nearly over, the gods and Eldar had stood their own and were now preparing the end the war. In the time hence the Eldar had been stirring up creatures native to the Empyrean and they had become enraged as well. Before the Eldar could make the killing blow a race of, what we humans would call, demons used the Eldar tapping into the Empyrean to turn them into portals. Wave after wave of demons poored through and the Eldar turned their attentoin to them and the Yngir, for the Warp is anathema to them. When the demons were slain the galaxy was at peace again, though at the cost of untold trillions of lives.
Hmm, an interesting story to say the least. One of my favorites to tell the truth. Now what's next. Ah' 'The Fall of the Eldar.'

Of Cegorach, Ynead and the Rhana Dandra:
Cegorach I will tell you of, but of Ynead and the Rhana Dandra? No, I cannot say. Those two go hand in hand with the end of all and by the word of the Guardians of the Black Library I am only allowed to tell those who have been into the Inner Sanctum and been allowed access all the knowledge, of those I know of only I and the great Inquisitor Czevak. Of Inquisitor Czevak, do not try to find him for the one you need to speak to will not exist for many aeons to come. Though I may give hints of them later.
Cegorach is the Great Harlequin, jester of the gods. He is responsible for causing Khaelis-Ra and the Outsider to consume their brethren in a blood bath of star-energy and driving the latter insane. He is the only god who will survive the Fall of the Eldar, and even then slimly. Those of whom become Harlequins in his name will become protected from the Soulthirst of She Who's Name Is Thrice Damned, I will not repeat that name aloud again for some time following our last tale. His Harlequin Troupes now wander the galaxy, telling the tales of Eldar myth forgotten by all but them and defending this sacred place from the depreadtions of those not welcome in. Beyond this the records are sketchy and conceptual at best, but their seems to be a note about his involvement with the Lord of the Dead and the death of She Who's Name is thrice Damned. Here it is,
"On the last day Cegorach will gather all the dead of his peoples and give them to the mustering Lord of the Dead to aid him in combating the Prince of Pleasure so that they may be reborn in a new earthly shell."
Odd, I don't remember this ever being here and I read through these stories and books a thousand times over. But then again these ancient halls are mysterious and new books appear from somewhen every so often without a mention of anything. Ah ha! Here's one you might appreaciate, being human and all. Oh wait, are you human? No matter. This is on the Unification Wars on Terra and the rise to power of their Emperor of Mankind.