"Having lost their beloved Goddess, the Fae were left in a state of blindness, no longer able to move forward. Though, despite this major 'setback', millennia of accumulated power still made them one of the most, if not the most, powerful empire to exist.
So for the next couple of millennia, they waged a war of attrition against the Children of the Night, now going by the name of Yeren
Initially overpowering the Yeren, the Fae slowly began to fall apart due to the loss of Iýa, for without her magic, the Fae were slowly but surely losing their powers...
And the Yeren, now empowered with the Goddess of the Stars at their side, grew forth weapons, weapons of such destruction that after their fall, all sources of them were either destroyed, or hidden away forever
Though they were weakening, the Fae were still able to withhold the ferocious attacks...
Until the two queens began their centuries-old civil war
Mab and [REDACTED]..."
Here, he stopped. Frowning, Shinii turned his attention to the confused group and the equally confused chat, who were busy wondering what the heck on earth was that. His eyes grew sharp as he realised that the cognitive blockers were still in place.
Damn Wyrdwod...
Seeing that even the mere mention of the second queen had been warped, Shinji realised that Gail was still protecting them, even after being chained by hIm at the very bottom of Zeromagon, SCP-10000...
The Prison of the Gods
Despite being able to remove the 'protection', hE knew better than to do so now, for even the slightest deviation would render the ritual moot, causing him to be unable to accommodate the position of the Administrator.
If it fails, the whole multiverse would go down the cosmic toilet
Shaking his head, h3 continued on:
"Anyways, since I can't divulge her name yet, let's call her Fealltóir for now. Both she and Mab, over a...' certain'... disagreement, split the kingdom of the Fair Folk in two, which inevitably crippled their combined military might. Bleeding heavily from both sides, this gave the Yeren enough time to build up their forces. Now all they needed was a chance, a chance to strike back at their wishers...
And that chance came from the arrival of Sarrus VIII Von Apollyon and the four Faithful Knights
Such was their might, that you could see the sea behind them clad in a sheet of ships, with not a single space left bereft, except for the sails that held the banner of House Apollyon.
In their infinite greed, they assailed the broken kingdom of Áthcloglai'ne, finally putting an end to the millennia-old kingdom of the Fair Folk...
Now scorched earth, most of the Fae were led by chains back into the high ships of Apollyon, held as trophies for the now-mad King of Old Europ. Of the history of Old Europ is long and wide, but that is a tale for another day..."
Realising that hiS followers wanted to know about the Kingdom of the Sky Kings, Shinij snapped their attention back to the Children of the Night. Seeing that most had found out they screwed up, they quickly turned their attention back to the 'Bigfeet'...
Suddenly, the air turned cold, darkness creeping in closer than before. Guilliman perked around uncomfortably at the sudden shift in temperature, while the younglings beside him began shivering...
"And this is where their centuries of persecution began..."