Slowly and inevitably, the Ecumene is plunging into the abyss of a grandiose catastrophe, which has not happened for many centuries. After all, there are two Emperors in the country, and this is the same as none. Soon the flames of destructive civil strife will consume the earth, destroying everything in its path. It will be... possible. For nothing is predetermined, and fate is not a sentence. The swords rest in their sheaths, and the battle standards are not deployed, and the hope of preserving the fragile peace is still alive.