Order Amid the Ruins

"The C'tan have been destroyed... We have completed our race's great vengeance... But was any of this truly worth it?"

A Phaeron's despairing voice rang through the entire assembly hall. It was an offense. The Triarch Praetorians immediately flickered to the collapsing Phaeron's side and held phase blades to his neck.

The Silent King sat high upon his throne without a word. His right and left hands were likewise silent, unable to discern the King's will.

After a long while, the Silent King waved a hand, ordering the Triarch Praetorians to drag the Phaeron from the hall and bury him in a grave so he could sleep peacefully.

"It is not yet the most desperate hour." His right and left hands conveyed the Silent King's decree. "Our race still has a chance to recover the souls we lost. The universe may yet be restarted. The Wall-Builders bought us enough time. We cannot let their sacrifice be in vain."

"Then what should we do, my King?"

"Survive. Keep surviving. Wait for the opportunity to arrive."

The Phaerons kowtowed to the Silent King, begging for revelation, but he did not explain what that opportunity was.

The dynasty technomancers who commanded science and technology jointly sent word to the Silent King, declaring that they were prepared to forge a new order.

A holographic map of the Milky Way unfolded in the air. A blank pact appeared beside the Silent King's hand, while another projection rose behind him so that the Phaerons of every dynasty could see what would be written upon it.

Universal Emergency Maintenance Pact

The first article addressed the Ork problem. These war machines had run out of control after the Old Ones perished. They rampaged through the present Milky Way, united in their search for every enemy worthy of a