In the dark void on the Empire's frontier, there is a people with pale skin and black eyes, their complexions deathly white. Bloodthirsty and cruel, they struggle to survive in the despair of exile. With no logistics or supplies, they can only scavenge from passing ships and forcibly recruit new soldiers through raids in a hopeless world. They are the exiles, the forgotten whom the Primarchs refuse to accept!
Now, the galaxy is plunging into the abyss of civil war. Faced with the corruption of Chaos and the betrayal of their brothers, what does returning to the Empire mean? It means a road to atonement soaked in blood. The Carcharodons will tear through the battlefield with savage ferocity. Their tactics are brutal and efficient, like predators of the deep, silently ripping their enemies to shreds.
This is an epic of loyalty and savagery. When shark fins cut through the darkness of the star sea, the Emperor's enemies will hear Death whisper. They are the offspring of the forgotten, the fangs of the Father of the Void. They will use the fires of war across the entire galaxy to cleanse their crimson sins.
