Editing The Atalantos Worlds (section)

====01-Magnis "The Big One"====
{{Infobox 40k Planet
|name= Void Wreckage 01-Magnis
|bgcolor=black
|fgcolor=white
|image=
|class= Space Hulk
|orbdist= N/A 
|gravity= Variable
|temp= Variable
|pop= Not Fully Catalogued
|governor= None
|system= None
|sector= Varies
|subsector= Varies 
|segmentum= Usually Ultima Segmentum, has been spotted as deep as Segmentum Solar
}}

Every Space hulk is a colossal pile of wreckage, laden with terror and treasure from an unknowable number of origins. Some are smaller than an Imperial Battleship, others are larger than Hive Cities or even Craftworlds. But at the center of every hurricane there is an eye, at the hub of every vortex there is a point of calm where objects may gather. In many respects then, the emergence of anomaly 01-Magnis should have come as no surprise to the Imperium, yet even the ever vigilant War Scribes had no warning of its arrival. 

01-Magnis must have been accreting in the Galaxy's central gravitational well for thousands of years, continually refreshed and expanded by the monstrous black hole's leftovers which escaped its maw. An endless rain of material from every civilization ever to travel near the galaxy's heart, all crammed into one ever-growing nucleus. Eventually, 01-Magnis grew too large to maintain its spiraling orbit and inertia broke it free, tumbling through the Warp and realspace intermittently. It is difficult for such a large object to remain in the Immaterium, and Imperial scholars have long noted 01-Magnis' capricious nature even among Space Hulks. The longest recorded time spent in one spot was less than a week, and on many occasions the Hulk has dropped back into and out of Warp-space almost as soon as it arrived, flicker-dashing across entire sectors in hours like a stone skipping across the water, a feat impossible for all known Warp engines. 

It was almost inevitable that so many ships converging into one area should have some survivors, and within a planet-sized mass of metal there are surely dozens, if not hundreds or thousands of warring empires defending themselves from each other and from daemonic incursion. Every time 01-Magnis emerges from another of its skitter-hops, xenos of every variety hurl themselves from its gravity well by any means they possibly can, riding ramshackle ships cobbled together from whatever can be had on the Hulk. Still others pursue them, determined to prevent any resources from being stolen from their metal dominion. Needless to say, any Imperial worlds nearby become prime targets for these suicidal refugees. Though not mindless beasts like the Tyranids, the hellscape they flee from is incomparable to anything save perhaps the depths of Commorragh itself, and so they fear no opposition. Freedom is the only thing they crave, even more than life itself. 

Most of the time these unknown xenos from a thousand worlds are little threat to the Imperium save for their numbers and ferocity. However form time to time one or more of them will unearth some ancient relic of true power, and more than one Imperial world has been laid to ruin by their vile touch. Accordingly, an entire battlefleet of the Imperial Navy has been dispatched to follow 01-Magnis as best they can, spreading themselves far and wide in an attempt to build a net wide enough to catch the wildly wandering planet. Sometimes they are successful, but the casualties are immense even still. In recent millennia 01-Magnis has wandered amongst the Atalantos Worlds, and the beleaguered Battlefleet Laqueus has received some much-needed reinforcement.

The Scribes do not take kindly to xenos incursions, but 01-Magnis is surely more than they can handle. Nevertheless it is the nature, though some would say doom, of the Scribes to consider the impossible as merely another problem to be solved. Even now the Chapter Master is drawing up preliminary plans for a vast assault, deploying nearly the entire War Scribes fleet as well as many of their Successor Chapters. It is said that certain wise Magi allied to the Scribes know methods by which a naval vessel may deploy "anchors" that stabilize the Warp in a small area, and that with enough such anchors perhaps the Scribes, the Battlefleet Laqueus, the merchant navy of the Atalantos Worlds and as many other allies as can be mustered might draw a net around an entire planet. 

And purge it forevermore.