Fallen Angel
Castellus’ knees shuddered as he lumbered through the battlefield, the ceramite peppered with holes.He could feel the fingers on his sword arm flexing, twitching for the familiar hilt of the…
When All Lights Have Gone Out
M36/M37. The Adepta Sororitas are an all-female division of the Imperial Cult, a galaxy-spanning faith which has held humanity together for thousands of years. As the Cult pivots with poltical turmoil, four new Sororitas arrive on the shrine world of Antiqua Resolve where they discover the city’s history, sparking a tense manhunt across the city and a battle of faith versus nihilism.
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 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…
The King’s Muse
The king sighed, his vox-grille flexing in and out like flesh with the motion. It was a lovely day. The Imperial city of Heritus was unprepared when the sky began to scream, when the dreadclaws descended and filled the city with hallucinogenic gas with their impact. Only delights had followed.
The Morrigan Door
Adeptus Ministorum I – The Door That Eats Souls Sairi Nevara thumped her hands on the ornate door. She was swiftly running out of ideas and patience. She glanced behind…
Is Someone There?
Norvan Taram had a problem.This was not an uncommon position for a scholam headmaster. Familiar roads that led here, though they usually had more to do with budget, turnover of…
Angel of Retribution
‘Capture an enemy. Hurt him. Make him suffer; make him bleed. Expose the target with his comrade's anguish and in that distraction, strike. This is the lesson.’ -- Codex Umbra…
Rebirth
He was upright, for the first time in years it felt like. The limbs he was adorned with were not his own; the scars that sketched a tale of agony…