In the 41st millennium, hope for the Imperium of Man returned with the arrival of Lord Regent Guilliman.
But that had nothing to do with the Astra Militarum stationed far away in the Gandwa system.
For more than a hundred centuries, the Emperor had sat motionless upon the Golden Throne on Holy Terra. He was the Master of Mankind, fighting back the darkness with endless armies and a million worlds.
Yet each day, thousands upon thousands of souls had to be sacrificed to keep his spirit burning.
As one among the teeming masses of this age, you endure eternal slaughter and carnage beneath the most cruel and blood-soaked regime imaginable. Cries of pain and grief are drowned out by the eager laughter of the Dark Gods.
It is a dark and terrible age. There is no peace among the stars, for in the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war.
When a transmigrator looks up at the star-filled sky, he will one day become the Emperor’s most precious currency, and the greatest general in the Astra Militarum, the hammer of the Imperium.
