In the grim darkness of the far future... There is only war.

Or maybe... More?

Some, some Eldar stomached you, only you.

"Hmph... Now, MONKEIGH." The Eldar girl, much older than you, now wearing human clothing, and although still insulting you, relies on you...

"Show me your... Eugh... This polluted world, and maybe, if there is ANY BEAUTY at all, perhaps my kind made a good decision by creating an alliance with your so-called God Emperor."