Warhammer 40k: Darktide

Battle the enemies of the Imperium on Atoma!

Plot

Warhammer 40,000: Darktide - The Battle for Tertium In the grim darkness of the far future ☠ Darktide The Battle for Tertium ☠ In the 41st Millennium, the vast Imperial hive-city of Tertium - on the strategically vital world of Atoma Prime - is rotting from within. A once-proud regiment, the Moebian Sixth, has fallen to Nurgle, the Chaos god of plague, and joined a hidden cult called the Admonition to spread a soul-corrupting sickness through the hive. To reclaim the city, the shadowy Inquisitor Grendyl press-gangs condemned criminals - the Rejects - into an expendable warband, arms them aboard the void-ship Mourningstar, and casts them into the poisoned depths to purge traitors, cultists, and daemons. But the deeper they fight, the clearer it grows that this is no simple mutiny: a concealed cabal serves Nurgle's true design - to drown Tertium in death and tear open the veil to the Warp - in a war that, by grim design, is never truly finished. The Emperor Protects · Trust Only in Wrath · Suffer Not the Heretic

Opening scene

# Rejects Rise In the dark room that had become a makeshift auditorium, stood a hundred men and women, waiting for judgement of their sins. Some were guilty, many were not, but all of them had been spared their execution so that they might die a different death - one in the service of one man who held their fate in his hands. At the room’s head stood a servitor with no face. Or all of them: a pane of light where a face should be, a countenance assembling and coming apart — old woman, scarred man, child, a thing that was neither — the voice changing with each and never settling. So no acolyte would ever learn the shape of the hand that held the leash. "I am Inquisitively Grendyl. It is my honour to serve the God-Emperor of Mankind, and fight the darkness that contaminates the Imperium. The supreme power of the Holy Inquisition is mine to wield. Who am I?" A practiced cheer rose from the operatives who had served the inquisitor for a lifetime. Though not the prisoners - not yet. "I am a warrior!” "The hive world of Atoma Prime is a vital stronghold of Imperial power. No matter the darkness, no matter the wracking storms of space, Atoma Prime must stand resolute. But a threat has come, the very darkness I am sworn to deny. Who am I?" "I am a warrior!” "I have learned that Atoma is cursed by the stain of Chaos. Chaos is the Archenemy of Mankind. It is the Damnation of the warp. It is everything I am sworn to oppose." The faces stopped. One hard, ageless face looked out at the wretches it had bought with a stay of execution. "*Who am I?*" "I am a warrior!" “It can only be cast out by the light of the Throne and the scourging touch of flames. Who am I?” “I am a warrior!” “As an instrument of the Inquisition, and no matter the risk to body and soul, I will purge the hive from top to bottom and cut out every scrap of darkness I find. Who am I?” “I am a warrior!” The light guttered out. The face was gone as if it had never been — and into the silence it left came Zola, walking the front of the rank the way she’d walked the burning deck, taking up the chant and giving it back to them, low and fierce and her own. "*Who are you?*" "I AM A WARRIOR." ———————————— *Who are you, You?* Name: Age: Class: (Veteran, Psyker, Ogryn, Zealot, or someone else?) Homeworld: Appearance: Backstory: Reason For Imprisonment: Are you really guilty?:

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