The Imperium has been beset from without by the Unclean and the Alien while under siege from within by the Heretic and the impure. The days darken my brothers and sisters. While whole worlds have gone dark, anarchy is spreading, and word of our ancient enemy gathering at the Gates are heard as shouts rather than whispers. The Astronomicon flickers and Psykic Choirs shriek for aid across the void. The darkest times have yet to come but you may yet live to see them. Your Brothers and Sisters in arms are all that hold the feotid Wolf from the door. You are the Shield and Spear of Humanity. The very Spirit of Mankind. Your’s is the charge to bring the Emperors Truth to the dark places and to free tortured and tainted souls of their earthly shackles. To release the Xenos from their woeful and impure existance. Stand tall, 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."
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