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. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the Imperium for whom a thousand souls die every day, for whom blood is drunk and flesh eaten. To be a man in such time is to one amongst untold billions. It is to live in the cruelest and most bloody regime imaginable.

It is a universe in which you live and this is a dark and terrible era where you will find little comfort or hope. Forget the power of technology, science and common humanity, for there is no peace amongst the stars, only an eternity of carnage and slaughter and the laughter of thirsting gods.

The year is 41,995, more commonly written 995.M41, in the Calixis Sector, Segmentum Obscurus, of Imperium space. A ragged band of miscreants gather under the call and banner of an Imperial Inquisitor, a man of immense power and reach, to do his bidding. The new Acolytes do not know what horrors of the deep or foul Xenos will threaten the Imperium, they just know it must be done so that humanity may endure. Their resolve and flesh will be tested with their first set of trials and tribulations…

Trials and Tribulations

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