A gradual and irreversible decline in life; Lizardmen would freeze to death after the Chaos Gods decide this world is not worthy of them, destroying the Slaan and clouding the sky; the High and Dark Elves would fight one last apocalyptic hurrah on a sinking Ulthuan; the Wood Elves would slowly perish with their forest; earthquakes and volcanic activity would destroy the Dwarfs, and so on. It would end up with a few scattered Middenheimers fighting nomadic inter-tribal wars across an alternately frozen and magma-flooded planet for millennia. Eventually a Valten-type would rise, before his father-from-beyond-the-stars comes to get him and he uses his former planet as a recruitment ground for his Space Knights.
What if... the Undead learned to use crossbows?



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