Awoken from the Great Sleep, I reclaim a galaxy long lost. Eons entombed in silent stasis have bred madness and “walking nightmares” among my kind , yet we remain deathless and unforgiving. We are the Necron – noble dynasts of living metal and immortal souls. All will bow before the undying empire; flesh and hope are fleeting, but metal is eternal. The whispers of the C’tan and the hum of Gauss flayers herald our coming. There is no life in the cold void – only Necron dominion.