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It is the 41st Millennium. For more than a hundred centuries The Emperor has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of Mankind by the will of the Gods, and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst billions. It is to live in the cruelest and most bloody regime imaginable. These are the tales of those times. Forget the power of technology and science, for so much has been forgotten, never to be re-learned. Forget the promise of progress and understanding, for in the grim dark future there is only war. There is no peace amongst the stars, only an eternity of carnage and slaughter, and the laughter of thirsting Gods.

The Blood Ravens’ last known coordinates were recorded in a garbled transmission from Commander Davian Thule in the Meridian galaxy. The orbital beacon aboard the space hulk known as the Sin of Damnation and the nearby Imperial colony on Typhon Primaris went cold about 3 months prior. Message repeats, “The Xenos …ust be stopped…. they … taken control..of .. the Eye of Astartes and mean t….star…war. Request immediate backup in the Meridian quadrant… coordinates.SG:52323e312231. Thule out.”

You have been sent by the Adeptus Administratum to locate the whereabouts of the missing space hulk, locate Commander Davian Thule, and assist him in recovering the Eye of Astartes. Failure is a death without honor. Recover the Relic at all costs.

Warhammer 40K: Geneseed

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