Ancient and incomprehensible to human understanding, the Eldar are a mysterious race that proudly strode among the stars when the ancestors of humanity crawled out of the primordial seas of Terra. Their majestic empire spanned the entire galaxy: their whims determined the fate of worlds, and their fury extinguished the brightest stars. But many centuries ago, these children of Asuryan fell victim to pride, decadence and moral decay - it was the Fall of the Eldar. From their amazing power and perverted dreams, a disgusting and vicious god was born - the Great Enemy. The psychic explosion of his cry at birth tore out the heart of the Eldar empire, leaving in its place a pulsating, bleeding wound - the Eye of Terror. And now, in the time of the Imperium of Man, the Eldar are an entirely dying race - the last remnant of a destroyed civilization, plunged into constant war as they seek refuges from the encroachment of the ever-thirsty Great Enemy, they fight to hold back the fatal light of their fiery feelings so that the Enemy does not find them again. Those who managed to escape before the devastating Fall took refuge on huge living ships called craftworlds; It is on these craftworlds that the last remnants of Eldar civilization drift among the stars as a scattered and nomadic people. In the darkness of the Webway, other Eldar lurk, the exact opposite of the inhabitants of the craftworlds. Torturers and sadists, a nightmare made real, the Dark Eldar are evil incarnate. From the hidden city of Commorragh, the Dark Eldar launch lightning raids into the depths of real space, spreading terror and devastating everything in their path. They hunt for slaves, meat for the hellish arenas and idle amusement of their overlords, who feed themselves with the blood shed in ritual battles. The Dark Eldar bear a terrible curse that ravages their flesh, and only pain can slow it down. By reaping souls, they gain eternal life. Any other path leads to damnation and endless suffering, exhaustion of body and mind until only dust remains. But such is their hunger that it cannot be satisfied. In every dark Eldar lies a bottomless abyss of hatred and vice, and it can never be filled even by oceans of shed blood. The Eldar race once ruled the entire galaxy. But in the gloomy darkness of the distant future, they are just a flame dying out in the darkness. Book produced by the InterWorld Book Forge. Stay tuned for new products! of Books group on Facebook.