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The flesh is weak. The machine is eternal. Praise the Omnissiah.
In the grim darkness of the 41st Millennium, there is one force that keeps the Imperium running: the Adeptus Mechanicus....
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Tell your kindred it was Sanguinius who threw you back.
The Blood Angels are celebrated across the galaxy, and the great sacrifice of their Primarch has become legend among the...
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No king rules forever, my son." — Terenas Menethil, to his son, as the Lich King fell
Arthas Menethil wasn't always a monster. Once, he was the golden prince of Lordaeron — a paladin, a son, a...
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Born to fight. Only in death does duty end.
The Astra Militarum — the Imperial Guard — is the primary fighting force of the Imperium of Man. Its numbers...
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The Inquisition does not ask for permission. It arrives. It judges. It acts
The Inquisition is the Emperor‘s secret police — a shadowy organisation that moves in the dark, investigating all manner of...
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My son, the day you were born, the very forests of Lordaeron whispered the name… Arthas.
Some names are whispered. Some are screamed. And some are seared into the world with a crown of ice and...
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The Inquisition does not ask for permission. It arrives. It judges. It acts.
Let’s be honest. You don‘t join the Inquisition. You get noticed. You get tested. And then — if you‘re very...
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The gods have abandoned us, and even the gods of the earth care nothing for our fate. Only the Ladies of the Wood watch over Velen.
In the war-torn swamps of Velen, hope is a scarce commodity. The common folk have long since stopped praying to the...
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Let the frost-axes swing, let the Thunderwolves bay; none may outrun the icy wrath of Fenris.” — The Battle‑Cry of the Rout
Fenris ranks among the deadliest Death Worlds within the Imperium. Its bitter, howling winters and searing, blazing summers forge a hardy...
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