The year is m47 and the entire galaxy has collectively decided to ditch any sense of sanity left. Gone is the mighty Imperium of Man that defended humanity from the threats of the galaxy, gone is the god of man the self proclaimed Emperor of Mankind and gone is the hope for a better tomorrow. For in the final hours of the 40th millennium their is only darkness and insanity.
three ships exit the warp over a relatively peaceful planet, each emblazoned with a black cross and pitted with many scars of battle. They drift toward the planet letting loose many black seeds.
My name is Abraham. Around a couple weeks ago while I was busy tending to the forge I had heard of a meteor showers but had been to busy to go and look for myself. well around an hour after that the ground began to shakes and i could just barely make out the sound of explosions. as I went outside I saw columns of spearmen and the kings own royal guard heading towards what appeared to be clouds of black smoke and fire in the distance. I decided that perhaps it would not hurt to take a break for a little bit and follow the columns. As we approached I began to notice, with no small amount of anxiety inside me that the smoke seemed to be in the direction of the city. as we neared the city I noticed that their seemed to be a bunch of poles lined up around the walls and that...I immediately stopped. I looked in horror as I realized that the entire cities population had been impaled onto pikes. from the corner of my eyes I made out a group of large black shapes moving rapidly towards the army. Instead of seeing what these people were going to do I instead turned around and ran, I'm not in the army why the hell should I wait and see what they were gong to do? well that what I meant to do instead I slammed into a mountain and fell onto my back. "Fuck how did I miss that?" while I rubbed my head I began to look up and immediately began to try and shuffle backwards as I giant man in black armor adorned with a cross looked down and noticed my existence. The last thing I saw was the shape of a sword coming for my head.
I woke up groggily with a pounding headache lying down on some red grass. Wait? Red grass? I looked around me wincing in pain and beheld a sight that struck me numb with shock. I saw thousand of bodies littering the field, each one had been torn into pieces. at this sight my memories came back to me and my headache lifted as I realized that I shouldn't be alive at all. I frantically began to search my body and could not notice any sort of scars even though I knew that I should have something from the sword that had killed me. In this state of shock I could barely register the group of people running towards me. Before I could process what was happening they were upon me. I was shoved down and felt impact all around my body. I barely realized that I was being stabbed by my own knives before I died. I came back again this time at night without a headache. instead of standing around like last time I immediately ran toward my forge. If their was one place that I wouldn't die it would by my forge. as I reach my forge I realized with horror that my entire village had been burned to the ground. I fell to my knee in shock and just stared at the village . thankfully this time I couldn't see any bodies, maybe they had been able to get away. The primary thing that went through my head however was that I no longer had a forge. with my head bowed in defeat I lay down and fell asleep hoping that tomorrow would not go as badly
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