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Welcome to the 41st millennium.

A primal hunger has arrived over the planet Donitus IV. The fleet could not stop it. The burning heat of reentry could not halt it. The cacophonous roar of the flak weapons could not drown it out. The screams of its prey cannot sate it.

The Hive must feed. The Hive must grow. The new flesh will be adapted.

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