Aureum Lupus
Murderous glares transfixed the boy looking around the arena. Broken bones sliced his naked soles, freshly spilt blood oozing across crusted gore. Cold sweat rolled down the golden paint criss-crossing…
Risk in Reward
Greed is a dangerous thing. Power, a motivator of great magnitude. Striving for the latter, while embracing the former, represents a balancing act with an unforgiving margin of error.
Reminiscing
Honraz Abalax stood before the smoking mass of the only drop pod that missed the landing zone. The serenity of the post-battle scene was broken by the stirring of debris and loud coughing. His soot-covered thrall soon emerged from the wreckage holding a black sphere.
The Lone Ranger
If the Marshal had still had lips, the top one would have curled in disgust when he saw the shuttle dropping from the stratosphere. But his lips were long gone, along with a whole load of other shit no sane person really needed, so he contented himself with vocalising a kind of sigh through the vox-grill occupying the site of his former mouth.
The Pale Moon
Reality tore open with a sound like ripping fabric and the echo of a gunshot. The gaping hole bled colours no living being could name, and from it bloomed the…
The Severance Of Asher Kor
Nameless The warband didn’t have a name. They couldn’t conceive of the concept of names. They were World Eaters. Servants of Khorne. They were Khorne’s madness taken to its perfect…
Comic: For The Emperor
< Back to Fast Fiction For The EmperorAn unofficial Warhammer 40,000 ComicWritten by Rylan Woodrow[rt_reading_time label="Reading Time:" postfix="minutes" postfix_singular="minute"] Read the Collection About the Author Rylan Woodrow (they/them) is a gaming…
The Eye of the Beholder
Flickering blasts of red light chased the shadowy figure as it flitted across the cramped hab-unit, searing super-heated holes in the cheap plascrete wall and setting the thin mattress alight…
A Beginning
It's Getting Pretty Grimdark In Here... The following story includes graphic, pregnancy-related body horror, which some readers may find disturbing. Reader discretion is advised. × Dismiss alert Indriss Voss dragged…
Lux in Tenebris
Once the Sleep of Reason had been a slaughter-ship, delivering fresh grox to the hives of Choalea IV until outbreaks of tongue-rot had retired her. Now she delivered pilgrims to Terra. More pilgrims made it home than grox had, but only barely.