In blood and violence their foundation had been set, and the one glorious and gaudy capital of Kheedar belonged to all of it's people now, instead of the select few under the reign of it's king. That very king had fled, leaving behind countless nobility to the rage of the commonfolk. A rage that had consumed them and left not a single one alive. With the liberation came purpose and a new focus. Their freedom was well earned, but how much longer would it last? If an outsider came to the world to demand of them, would they be able to fend them off?
They had already experienced it once, and the answer had proven to be no. They needed more. To walk the Path to it's End, they would need more power, more strength, more people. The Elder stood amongst the others, smiling as he ever did, looking over the crowd. Many had the tell tale signs of mutation from their dealings with the Nether, from where they had found power and taken their chance to gain it.
"We have done well so far to free ourselves. The Path is there, ready for us to take the first step. Our research has found that next step. The Ascendant. Their knowledge, their artifacts, will give us more of the strength we need. But that is not enough." He paused, glancing through the figures here. So many altered, so many turned into the monsters of the abyss and beyond in their quests for knowledge, for power.
His smile brightened.
"We will find our lost king and put a close to this chapter. The Ascendant will join us. We will spread across the stars and every world until we reach the End we long for. Find the secrets you need, let nothing hold you back."
Above the city and the gathering ships descended. A mash of metals, jagged and brutal in shape and design. Emblazoned with the Eye. "We will take everything we need. Find your ships, find your crews. Let all march with us on the Path, or may they be cast off it."
The cheers came next. They were only a handful of people in the grand scheme of things, only a few ships, but the galaxy had grown so much larger with the Planeshift. They would grow.
They would find the End.
