In the distant mists of prehistory the Niphal were forged. Artificial minds created by an ancient malevolent race. These dark stars drift in the galactic void and where they find civilization they bring to it eradication. It will never be known how many sentient beings looked to the skies of their world for the last time to watch the Niphal landing like falling stars. Once all sentient life is gone, ash rains down from darkened skies onto dormant robotic sentries. These guardians are left behind by the Niphal mind as it departs. An eternal vigil to extinguish whatever light attempts to return to that now forsaken world.