The bloodsoaked plains of Acheron shake beneath the marching hooves of Gose'dur's legions. These are no ordinary warriors, forged in the molten heart info of a volcano, their flesh fused into steel by the ancient power that drives them.

Horrors of unimaginable shape and size storm across the landscape, leaving a trail of ruin in their wake. Each soldier is a weapon, bearing artifacts that hum 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 for now, Gose'dur's tyranny continues, a testament to the darkness that lurks at the core of reality.