[center][h2] - The Silent King - [/h2][/center]
[center][@Tyki][@kishin asura][@supertinyking][@Wraithblade6][@Masterkeun][/center]

"Ignorance of the law excuses noone. However, considering the particular circumstances of this case I am willing to grant a pardon. Mithias Varomere is hereby cleared of all crimes under Necron law. My colleague may perform the agreed-upon procedure once the meeting has met it's conclusion, as there remains business at hand." And with that the matter was settled. As if it had been no more than a matter of the weather the Silent King moved on to the next subject. "If you wish to compare any particular matter, Varomere, the information has been provided to you. Should there be any omissions then you are free to ask me for the omitted information. As for your concerns on the Warp..." The Silent King paused a moment, recalling old memories. The battle against Chaos had been a fierce one, and one he had led. It was the first of his great works in the galaxy, and an action he had not regretted. "Your ruinous powers have been safely locked away. All semi-permanent warp storms have been closed, and dimensional stabilising technology has ensured that contact between the Materium and Immaterium is minimal. In addition a project is currently underway to suppress the psychic gene in all humans through genetic manipulation. As of yet attempts to completely erase or separate the Warp have failed, but it is merely a matter of time. Information on the Chaos Wars are provided in the infosphere."

When he continued speaking, the Silent King addressed all those gathered. "Any of those present have hereby been made aware, by Council law, that your homeworlds are to become a war zone. My forces will soon arrive in each of your respective dimensions to transition your civilisations into the greater Necron Empire. This transition will occur with the minimum required amount of violence, and you are here in order to be granted a simple choice." His voice remained cold as ice, a deep electronic buzz that held no hint of mercy. This creature did not joke, and did not threaten. Instead it explained the imminent annihilation of entire civilisation as if it were an obvious act. Like cleaning a room, or fixing a broken machine. "Each of you are powerful entities from your respective universes. As such you have been given this time to decide. Either aid the Necron Empire, and ultimately your own universe, by easing the transition. Or you may choose to incite a war, forcing me to utilise force in this transition."

"From this moment, you have 36 hours until I will be allowed to mobilise my forces. The Council will provide each of you with personal transport devices in order to enable your return to your own dimension, as well as the ability to visit other dimensions. You are free to spend your time as you wish. If you have any further questions direct them either to the InfoSphere or to myself. Refreshements will be provided in the adjoining rooms." With this said the ancient monarch turned and took his place on a granite throne, adorned with strange Necron runes. Here he would remain for 36 hours exactly, until he set entire worlds ablaze.

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