In the vast expanse of a dark and desolate universe, the Lurkers roamed unchecked. They were creatures born of chaos and fueled by destruction, a force of malevolence that swept across planets like a relentless storm.
These colossal entities, their forms twisted and grotesque, moved in swarms that blotted out the stars. Their armored underbellies, once vulnerable to attack, now seemed impenetrable, a fortress of defiance against any opposition.
Planets that had once flourished were reduced to barren landscapes, the remnants of once-thriving civilizations scattered like ashes in the wind. The Lurkers showed no mercy, no remorse, as they consumed everything in their path.
In this dark realm, there was no sign of the guild members, no trace of the rebel crew. The narrative of heroes and alliances had been silenced by the all-encompassing might of the Lurkers. It was a universe shrouded in darkness, where hope seemed but a distant memory.
As the Lurkers continued their conquest, there was no glimmer of light to pierce the blackened sky, no force to stand against their insidious advance. In this realm of despair, the Lurkers reigned supreme, leaving nothing but devastation in their wake.