Before setting out on the mysterious mission involving the "power of the void," Neos decided to settle an old karmic debt first and completely eradicate the final malignant disease of this newborn galaxy—the Warp's Chaos Gods.
He offered no further explanation, merely raising a hand and tracing a gesture through the air.
A stable, profound portal opened at once. Beyond it lay the site of the Great Rift that had once torn reality apart.
Neos stepped through first, with the others close behind.
As they emerged from the portal, the sight before them shook everyone from the old era to their core.
The "Great Rift," which had once spanned the galaxy and spewed endless Warp energy and demonic hordes, had vanished.
In its place stood a stabilized expanse of stars.
At the "entrance" where the rift had once been at its most violent, a planet formed from countless nested, rotating silver-white geometric structures floated silently.
It emitted no intense energy fluctuations, yet possessed an absolute presence that seemed capable of suppressing eternity and defining all laws.
Visible energy spread outward from it in orderly patterns across the vast starfields, continuously purifying and reinforcing the structure of reality.
Teams of armored Inquisitors patrolled around the Judgment Ring.
Their auras were steady and grave, their movements efficient and cold. They were clearly experienced Imperial enforcers.
Neos and the others immediately drew attention.
An Inquisitor who appeared to be the leader broke from the formation and flew toward them.
"Identity confirmed... Neos, Level 8 authority holder, Chief of the Senate." The Inquisitor's voice was icy and devoid of emotion. "I am the person in charge of this region. What are your orders?"
Neos stated his purpose directly. "We need to enter the Warp."
The Inquisitor's gaze swept across the people behind Neos, but