It happened again.  A momentary flash of something dark and vast.  Hidden in the warp's shadow.  Yazran felt fatigue creep into his circuits just from having glimpsed it.  He felt it deep in his iron bones.  He reached up with his free hand and expanded the image once more, staring intently and waiting with bate respiration.  All that mattered was this moment.  There was nothing else in all of creation as important as-

He saw it this time.  By the Omnissiah he saw it!

It was a false divinity cast in noctilith and cruel metal.  It stared at him with the features of death itself, immense and enthroned, its surface studded and barnacled with monolithic constructs.  A flawed colossus that had held the fabric of the universe itself together in brighter days.  Now it struggled, ailing and flawed, as the galaxy trembled and broke and burned.

He stared into the abyss of its eyes and it stared back.  He watched, powerless, unable even to move as emerald fire kindled in those sockets.  As it truly *saw* him and understood his purpose.  An imperfect machine and lesser form of life, trying in vain to interface with something potent beyond his ken.  A gnat trying to understand the workings of a god-engine.

Yazran's fingers clenched into fists.  His entire body seized and spasmed.  He could feel himself rising off the ground, connected to the floor only by the static streamers of green lightning.  He could smell cooking meat and burning machine parts.  It held him in its gaze.  A gaze older and vaster than worlds, more ancient and potent than the entire history of the human species.  When man had first crawled from the muck, this edifice had been there.  A pillar of creation, labouring even as all around it burned. 
It saw him, perceived him with an intelligence that was not truly alive nor dead.  It did not dream.  It simply waited.

Yazran felt something pop in his head.  He tasted metal  Smoke was drifting around him as his systems overloaded, as his mind cooked in his skull and his remaining orans ruptured.

*If there is a path through then this is the ferryman.  The taker of tolls*.

-The Martyr's Tomb

크탄 자체가 어떤 물질상수의 역할을 하는데 네크론이 조각내면서 우주가 쓉창이 났다(X)

크탄은 워프의 그림자 속 창조의 기둥에 처박혀 물질우주를 결속하는 역할을 하고 있었는데, 워프균열로 우주가 지랄나면서 제 역할을 다하지 못하는 중이다(O)

누가 크탄을 거따 붙들어놨는진, 주변에 녹색광 번쩍이고 있는 거 보면 뻔할 뻔자고.

즉 크탄을 쪼개서 은하가 지랄났다는 건 과잉의 신 만든 귀쟁이 놈들이 스페이스 툼킹 대황자렉님을 모함하려는 시도였던 것으로 간주하겠습니다.

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