The world of Tor-6 had been completely lost. Communications had been cut off absolutely about 6 hours ago, as the planet had gone into full lockdown for unknown reasons. The last communication the rest of the universe had received was an order to move all ships in orbit down to the ground, which had of course lead to much speculation. Several attempts had been launched nearly immediately to send a reconnaissance craft to the area, but whatever scout force was sent had not returned. Long-range scans showed that all wireless signals in the area were being corrupted, and the fabric of space seemed to be twisting and writhing. Large amounts of seemingly random data were shot from the warp, ranging from mysterious alien codes to broadcasts of old-time radio programs. Most disturbing, however, was the effect these signals had on intelligent minds. For even as the worlds of the Dominion worked to decipher a pattern in the seemingly random codes, those dedicated to the research were rapidly and almost inevitably driven insane. Many of them gauged their eyes out, others still seemed to turn on their allies in a mad frenzy. On a single occasion a psionic alien seemed to float up into the air, before being seemingly possessed by an extradimensional entity. The subject had to be terminated, as physical death soon set in and the possessed being caused severe damage to the lab, killing dozens. Needless to say, analyzing the messages was soon forbidden, and only especially psionically or mentally resistant individuals were exposed to them.

Approximately 4 hours after the initial appearance of the mysterious phenomenon, the strange signals were replaced by a single message. This message was broadcasted on a Dominion military frequency, and had been amplified to reach the entire galaxy. Every dominion world received the message, although most classified it immediately. It read as follows.

"The corpse emperor lies dead. The forces of order lie sundered. Long live the Dark Gods.
Prepare your souls in harrowing, prepare your minds with fear. Satiate yourself in the knowledge of your pitiful insolence. Feel the rot of Nurgle upon your skin, and the power of Chaos in your mind. Prepare your lives, for this universe is at end. Sons and daughters of man, foul followers of the worthless xenos, drop to your knees. For your salvation in blood is at hand. This day your universe will burn, this day your worlds will be cleansed. All will fall before the glory of the Ruinous Powers.
All hail, all worship, all fear, the Dark Gods."

Shortly after the broadcast of this message, a large number of ships had emerged from the Warp. These ships seemed to have the same reality-warping effect of the original anomaly, which made it nearly impossible to receive an accurate account of their numbers. However, the attacking force consisted of at least twenty ships, as it had split off into twenty different directions. It was clear that this was an extradimensional invasion force, and as such all relevant authorities and army figures were informed immediately. Even The One was informed of this development, as the mysterious ruling force of the Dominion sensed the immense psychic presence of the Chaos Gods. The entire universe was under assault, and if no measures were taken this galaxy would be devoured by the powers of Chaos.