War raged across Allanaki.
It was an unceasing war, brutal warlords in constant battle as they attempted to keep what meagre assets they had gained on the ruined landscape. Cities, once housing millions, now housed a fraction of that, it's people struggling to make it through the day without suffering under their overlords and their "soldiers". The world was slowly dying, its people facing extinction. People prayed for a saviour, though only in quiet; many of the warlords had denounced religion, murdering those who kept the old ways alive.
And why not? The empire had fallen; the once mighty Zalanthas Star Empire was now little more than civil war across a hundred worlds, many planets no longer even having the capabilities to attempt space flight. In the Zalanthas sector (named after their sun), the home sector of the Empire, things were no better. Allanaki was once the homeworld of the Empire. Now, it was a ruin. For over ten years the different warlords had staked their claims upon the land, whilst what remained of the previous government no-one knew neither cared.
Until now.
From the largest of the three moons of Allanaki, the fleet departed. The most technilogically advanced ships left in the Empire, the twenty-four ships glided through the void. Within the different craft, preparations for war were underway; thousands of soldiers boarded landing craft, firearms and euipment strapped to their overt body armour. Sitting in their ranks, strapped down, many began to doze, allowing the hypnotic therapy to once again show them their objectives and the overall battle plan that they were soon to be a part of. Fighters and bomber crews, their ships created for both space and atmospheric flight, performed final checks while maintenace teams ensured that the craft were fully armed and filled with juice.
Scarce three hours later, planetfall began. The largest, and most sadistic of the warlords was picked to be the first target. His territories, an area covering fully half of the largest of the four continents upon Allanaki, suddenly found themselves under bombardment as sleek black devils fell from the clouds, lining up bombing runs. This warlord, known as Hogarth Bloodhair, was considered the most dangerous due to the small amount of technological equipment that was part of his armoury. Anti-aircraft laser turrets, cobolt launchers, and other weapons that would cause the complete and total destruction of any warlord suicidal enough to earn the ire of Hogarth, would cause considerable delays on the High Lords' plans for the re-establishing of the Empire. As such, he would be the first to be neutralised.
The bombers loosed their payloads, their targets designated; high-explosive rounds dropped from their wings, "burrowing bombs" that allowed them to eat their way into the ground by several yards before detonation. This way, they got at the vulnerable anti-aircraft defenses, historically kept in underground shelters until needed. However, as no-one but Horgarth on this planet had flying craft, the AA guns were always kept underground, and that was their mistake.
Behind them, the transports swooped in, thrusters firing as the craft hit the ground with a heavy thud. Men and machines spewed from the large, ugly craft, as the first weapons fire from Horgarth's forces began to strike their positions.
And so the reconquest of Allanaki had begun.