The Denestral Lifeguards’ Game to Improve Morale
Lieutenant Thaddeus dropped into the luxurious armchair, the dirt from his fatigues rubbing into the leather from an animal which died centuries before he was born.'How was that, eh?' grunted…
Lieutenant Thaddeus dropped into the luxurious armchair, the dirt from his fatigues rubbing into the leather from an animal which died centuries before he was born.'How was that, eh?' grunted…
Nathaniel hesitated before loading the shotgun. The shell was one of Engineer Abimelech’s personal creations. It housed an inverted cone of vectordet behind a copper plate, which inverted into a molten slug upon detonation.
Major Hale sighed and knocked back his recaff. He grimaced as the stone-cold liquid hit his tongue and stepped over to the tiny ablutions alcove to pour the dregs away…
Shepseskaf loomed over the dusty red sands as they slowly swallowed the bodies of the fallen. Articulated legs scuffed the rock beneath him as he waited, impatiently, for a report.…
The clouds burned as God forced its way through the atmosphere. He watched with awe, she watched with fear. He was Quinnus, Magus of the Congregation of the Exalted Sun, and she was Arbites Helena, of Cambridge Hive, 3rd Precinct.
Once more, Rulf rotated the blade in his hand, weighing the merits of murder. The medic ran a finger down the engraving on the hilt, ‘Suffer No Xeno,’ and rapped…
The great work was done - glory to the Omnissiah and Far-Mars! Facilitator-Magos Kanam-2-1 expleted a burst of jubilant code that drew wary gazes from the nearest technicians. Productivity had never…
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…
Governor Septimus Aurelian reached for the golden belt buckle sitting on his side table. As their sign of office, a governor was expected to wear the buckle with pride, to…
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.