The gods are dead. Nations have fallen by the wayside. There are no heroes left. All of human history has come down to this point. There can be no going back. There is no escape.
There is only the end.
From the blurb:
The End Times have come. Archaon Everchosen marches on the city of Middenheim, and if he captures it, the key to the Chaos gods’ ultimate victory will be his. The last heroes of men, elves and dwarfs gather to stop him, but to stand against the hordes of the Ruinous Powers, they must turn to darker allies. Against all reason, the last hope for the world may be the Undying King, Nagash himself – if he and the mortal races can find common cause and work together. If they cannot, Archaon’s plan will come to fruition and the world will be consumed by Chaos.
This is…the end.
That’s all I have to say about it.