The crimson-stained plains of Acheron shake beneath the descending hooves of Gose'dur's legions. These are no ordinary troops, forged in the molten heart of a volcano, their flesh tempered into steel by the malevolent power that drives them.
Abominations of unimaginable shape and size roam across the landscape, leaving a trail of ruin in their wake. Each soldier is a weapon, bearing artifacts that resonate with forbidden energy.
This is the wrath of Gose'dur, a Gose'dur's influence is felt across the galaxy, a shadow falling upon worlds and civilizations alike.
Perhaps through acts of unparalleled bravery and faith can the Ruinous Powers be defeated. But mer info for now, Gose'dur's tyranny continues, a testament to the darkness that lurks at the core of reality.