Editing The Atalantos Worlds (section)

====Anomaly Centroid R-391/C-6====
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|name= R-391/C-6
|bgcolor=black
|fgcolor=white
|image=
|class= Stellar Remnant
|orbdist= N/A 
|gravity= 385,000 G
|temp= -270C
|pop= 0
|governor= N/A
|system= N/A
|sector= Peltru
|subsector= Deep Core 81-Gamma 
|segmentum= Ultima Segmentum
}}

Within the Galaxy's burning heart, stars are born with reckless abandon. Their light shines through the cosmos, boldly proclaiming the temporary triumph of matter over entropy. And with equal frequency stars die, casting off their outer layers to seed the cosmos with resources. A certain subset of stars, including Terra's own, take the middle path. Large enough to burn helium into carbon, yet not massive enough to go beyond and fuse heavier elements, these stellar bodies live long, placid lives. They swell up into red giants, and gently shed themselves into a planetary nebula, leaving behind a single brilliantly hot white dwarf. 

After many cosmic aeons, longer than the Universe has currently existed, these planet-sized embers will cool and go dark. They will cease to emit light and become invisible to all but gravitic scopes. According to the Imperium's finest scientists, some 14 billion years are required for this process. In theory, a star that was dying ''as the Universe was born'' might have reached this inert state in the present Imperial era. Of course, no reputable Magos believed in the possibility. Until a newly established mining colony in the deepest reaches of the Atalantos Worlds reported something mysterious distorting Warp travel and causing orbital disturbances in their system. 

The search took more than twenty years and required exhaustive multispatial triangulation to narrow down the anomaly's possible location, but the Scribes adore a good puzzle and took to the task with gusto. And eventually the stellar remnant was identified. Anomaly R-391/C-6 weighs as much as Sol but occupies the volume of Holy Terra, its gravitic pull at the surface nearly four hundred thousand G's. Virtually invisible, its entire mass is composed of molecular carbon left over from stellar fusion, with trace elements captured from interstellar space. 

In effect, it is a single quasi-crystalline diamond the size of a planet. And it should not exist. 

Though implausible, the Mechanicus and the Scribes came to but one conclusion. Something in the distant past artificially aged a small star to death, carefully controlled its fusion pattern, and cooled it rapidly through means unknown. The anomaly's crystal structure is riddled with stress fractures and compression facets, but no meaningful pattern has ever been identified. Psychic probes have failed to return any useful information, and despite their best efforts no Magos has ever been able to pry physical samples from the terrifying gravitational pull. 

Through their network of contacts among Rogue Traders, who will converse with xenos the Scribes refuse to tolerate, a strange fragment of lore does offer tantalizing clues, if true. The Eldar Empire's long-dead bonesingers sung of this object, calling it the ''"Last Tear of a Dying Realm"''. It was their belief that R-391/C-6 does not belong to our universe, that another realm's peerless scientists learned of our universe's physical laws to come and crafted a nigh-indestructible capsule that could exist within those strictures. Casting their payload into whatever maelstrom might have come before the Big Bang, their message in a bottle might one day be read by new life and new civilizations. A way to cheat the ultimate destruction, and prove that they existed. 

Sadly, both Eldar and Mankind have fallen far, and neither will likely ever have the technical skill to decode a planet, if indeed there is anything to be decoded. It is entirely possible that some strange Warp anomaly leached the life out of some hapless star during a massive Warpstorm, spitting out nothing more glamorous than a useless rock. Perhaps it is some craft of Tzeentch the Great Deceiver itself, devised for no greater purpose than to drive men mad and cause them to waste their lives on a fool's errand But the quest for knowledge is ever tantalizing. Imperials, Xenos, and the forces of Chaos alike venture here from time to time, in order to take their shot at its secrets.