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Katakan’s bionic hand gently clinked as he flexed it repeatedly, a habit that had carried over from its previous flesh incarnation. He had lost his hand after an unhealing gash in his palm had opened to reveal an unblinking...
From the darkness they emerged, two ominous shadows, their tracks rumbling as they turn in unison, embedding the ground beneath them. A confusion of wires, moving parts, and callous skin stretched over metal forms a sick human resemblance. Emotionless,...
The Gauss discharges lit the scenery in a stark strobing pattern, the whine from each individual shot lost amongst the fusillade. Xenos lightning atomised whatever it hit leaving blackened dust and scorch marks where only moments before had stood...
"Fiery the angels fell; deep thunder rolled around their shores; burning with the fires of Ork" Excerpt from Musings of Heretek Anathaema, attributed to Roi Bat1 (cross ref "men of iron"). Sole extant copy kept under Omega seal in the...
Katerokan’s bolter gave voice to his frustration, its precursive roar echoing from the surrounding ruins. His would be target vanished in an explosion of multi hued pixels rather than the effusion of blood that Katerokan wanted. The vox was...
Memnos shook his cowled head in despair, his aquiline features betrayed his dismay at the casual manner in which he was being dismissed. He, a scion of the most ancient house of Rhodea, one of the most ancient and...
Thunder followed fire, blooms of violence that formed brief manmade geysers of snow, soil and blood. The bombardment rolled onwards, sweeping the blasted ruins of Arkelia clean of xenos before the grinding advance of of the Death Korps 252nd...
Given the quite extreme variance in both chapter’s outlook and methodology it was perhaps only a matter of time that both fell into open conflict after extended operations in the Neckhar Rift. The constant toing and froing of the...
The angelic statues reflected from the flames in the centre of the square, lighting their lifeless cold bronze facade with a warm orange glow. Relics of a time long past, an imperium of a different age, now long dead. The...
The Raid on Luyten "WHO DARES WINS" Principia Belicosa. Attributed to Capt. Dawid Sterleng, circa M2. This curious episode in the seven year long kin-slaying that is even now, mere decades after the fact, being mythologised as the Horus Heresy took...

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