From the eternal whirlwind that split the world, the Eight Kingdoms were born. Divine power filled formless matter with life. Bizarre new worlds arose in the firmament, adorned with the presence of spirits, gods and people. The noblest of the gods was Sigmar. For countless years he illuminated the kingdom with his own light and greatness, ruling over his domains. Its power was like thunder. His wisdom was limitless. Both mortals and immortals bowed before His exalted throne. Great empires arose and it seemed that evil had been driven out. Sigmar conquered earth and sky and reigned in the glorious era of legends. But toughness is patient. As predicted, the great union of gods and men tore itself apart. Myths and legends crumbled and were swallowed up by Chaos. Darkness has overtaken the kingdoms. Suffering, slavery, fear - this is what replaced the former greatness. Sigmar turned away from the mortal realms, disgusted at their fate, and looked at the remains of the world he had lost so long ago. He brooded over its charred core, endlessly searching for signs of hope. And finally, through the dark veil of anger, Sigmar saw a glimpse of something magnificent. He imagined a weapon made in heaven, shining so brightly that it could pierce the dark night like a beacon. An army forged from all that he had lost. Sigmar sent his artisans to work, and they toiled for centuries to harness the power of the stars. And as His great work drew near to completion, He turned His gaze again to the kingdoms and saw that the dominion of Chaos in them had become almost complete. The hour of retribution has come. Finally, sparkling with lightning from his eyes, He stepped forward to bring down his creations on the enemy. The Age of Sigmar has arrived. Book produced by the InterWorld Book Forge. Follow the latest releases ! Air Defense: Political question/answer. Blog about politics of Russia and the world.