Small but Significant
With a push of a button, Anson could kill thousands of the God Emperor’s loyal warriors. It wasn’t a bomb or a trigger, but it would be just as effective.…
Dissimulo Mors
Blood, both sacred and profane, flowed into the sigils cut into the stone floor. Van Saar Archeotek Stratto Cheynne’s screams echoed in the mirrored chamber. Strapped naked to the rack,…
Muted Existence
What would you be willing to risk to save a child?Gad Thaddeus Skark was presented with this question.As a factory worker in the middle-hive, he had a more comfortable life…
Plasteel Shaman
Men crawled the world below as ants atop their mound, picking clean the surface and near-depths to feed the hive and Imolier at its peak. This was the closest they…
A Scribe’s Diary
003.002.M42Celebrations of the new year today. We got more rations, which was welcomed by all. Work didn’t let up, though. Once again, my ears and fingers hurt from the constant…
Honourable Persecution
Ellamera darted through alleys littered with burning debris. Thousands of deathly metallic caskets burst through the atmospheric sphere above her, hurtling towards the surface casting translucent vapour trails in their…
Hounds of Bedlam
The lost and the damned – this is the name given to souls who shun the Holy Light of the Emperor. Among them are Rudolf Nusz, a ‘golden-boy’ guardsman who hid his sadism before turning against the Imperium. When a mutiny goes wrong, he attempts to flee the powers of Chaos but is dragged back in by former ally Sebastian Kent. Together, the two men embark on a path of violence to save a traitor ’s spirit from crossing over to the other side, all while their twin capacities for murder and torture propel them into a war between mankind’s worst natures.
The Driver
I’m a driver. I take people where they need to go. Who I am is unimportant. My face is forgettable, my name doesn’t matter. I’m just another citizen in the vastness that is the Imperium. I am, however, a professional.
Awake
His stare is unintentional. How fruitlessly he tries to watch the sunlight fall upon the kitchen floor, and the steam rises from the browning nylons. Yet everything in that worldly,…
The Avenger
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=33n9GuDKoBQ&t=2s Captain Prabu turns the pistol over in his hand, thinking: my men. Then, resolved: my village.In front of him, Tower K rises black and monolithic in the soft Rijan…