The five worlds of Nebulan had warred since the beginning, each convinced of its own superiority. Desperate to strike first, they unleashed the Mists of Necroveil. As the toxic gases engulfed the planet, the five races shared a great vision.
They each were a hand of a greater entity at war with itself. How much they could accomplish now that they knew they were all one!
But the truth came too late. All over the planet, the billions of Nebulans went still. The great entity breathed its last — its parts finding unity only in death.
