Warhammer: Thousand Forged Blades

Well, this is the story of one of the Emperor's children. He had walked a stairway to glory with zeal and unswerving devotion to the vision of the Great Crusade. There are more than two hundred people who are blessed and favored. These titles had stayed with him and were destined to one day become honorific titles for his exploits. Then the star fell, when the Emperor himself rejected his divinity and punished him with it. It was as if his life had been a joke and it inevitably took another path. A road full of thorns, dark and unclear, destined to be accompanied by countless blood and terror. Taking a step back, before he knew it, the Legion's fall was already doomed. Salish's hand had already silently grabbed Phoenix's throat and dragged him into the abyss. Taking a step forward, Horus also walked out of Davin's temple, and the star destined to burn the galaxy had risen. And Istvan III's Mars is smoldering. The stage is set, and the galaxy is set to burn. As a loyalist among traitors, a heretic among loyalists. Can he actually make a difference? Can the irreversible be reversed?