A veteran of the Luna Wolves who lived through the Great Crusade and the Horus Heresy is awakened on the fringes of the galaxy by a mysterious being called An Xin, then somehow brought to the isolated Tianshu Sector.
The people here have long forgotten what the wider universe looks like. Their lives are peaceful, but cut off from the rest of the galaxy. Quinn only wants to lie low, recover from his injuries, avoid the forces of Chaos, and spend time with the child Huai An. But An Xin gradually nudges him forward.
He helps these people learn about the galaxy and broaden their horizons, build their own armed forces, shelter the battered veterans of the Weeping Ones, and gather the scattered Iron Warriors. Little by little, he turns Tianshu from a wasteland into a power capable of holding its ground in the Far East.
As the Butcher’s Nails gnaw away at him, he plots to stir up infighting within Chaos, uncovers the truth behind a ten-thousand-year-old scapegoating, and personally delivers Erebus, the true culprit, to Lion El’Jonson.
No one knows that An Xin was never merely a companion spirit. She brought Quinn here from the very beginning to ignite this stretch of the stars.
And in the Warp, Tzeentch has been watching it all, quietly waiting for the day the game board is overturned.
The entire first arc is the story of a ten-thousand-year-old veteran on the galactic frontier, quietly finding a foothold, holding on to his principles, and carving out a way to survive alongside a group of people abandoned by their age. Arc one is complete. The name wasn’t very good.
I wrote it really well!