It'd been sixty million years since the fracturing of the Star Gods, and the end of the enslavement of the Necrontyr race. Yet there would be no peace yet for the Ahaqartehk Dynasty. Devastated by the wars against the foul Krork and the sorcerous Aeldari, we were amongst the first to heed the Silent King's call to sleep. The sleep has seen us destroyed, and only a single world, our capital, remaining. Yet the strength and courage of the Necrontyr remain with us, no matter what, and we shall see our enemies bend the knee! The remnants of the Realm of Souls, the Aeldari Empire, and the hosts of Krorks have seemingly disappeared from the galaxy, and better that for us. We shall have an easier time to reclaim this galaxy for the Dynasties, and perhaps, a return of our bodies.