"Realspace is a spoiled banquet, turned rotten by the passage of aeons. Still, delectable sweetmeats remain there for the taking if one knows where to find them..."

— Vynquiliac Xorl, Marquise of the Fabled Few.

This story begins in a forgotten part of the Webway, where a certain Drukhari tells of how he discovered a new world full of possibilities.

And it starts on a space station in a sector of unknown none imperial space, where many xenos and none imperium humans do business of the shady and questionable matter.

While many gangs, pirates, mercenaries and criminal cartels had come for a special grand auction abroad the station, among these vast variety of individuals of the infamous sort that came to the station is Morog'ka, master Haemonculus and leader of the Twisted Heart Kabal.

(Note: this story is set in the year of 811.M41 of the Imperial calendar).

(The Twisted Heart Kabal is my own made Dark Eldar Kabal, you will not find anything about them outside this story. but they are still lore friendly to a certain degree).

(An MLP/Warhammer 40K Crossover).
(Many Warhammer 40K Phrases).
(Dark humor warning; limited grimdark themes).
(The comedy tag is not on this story since i have to much tags and there is not so many forms of humor. but there will be some humor).

Disclaimer:
I do not own 'My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic' or 'Warhammer 40,000'. They are the property of their respective owners, and are not my intellectual property.
There is no financial gain made from this nor will any be sought. This is for entertainment purposes only.