" It is the 41st Millennium. 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 are sacrificed every day, so that he may never truly die. "
These are indeed dark days for mankind, days where, at anytime, death may come from a multitude of foes. Our future remains at a crossroads, where perpetual demise is the easy way out. It is also where the citizens of the Imperium rise up to face the challenge of Xenos and Heresy, and defend themselves. Not without help, of course. On the distant world of Stygies, rumors have begun to circulate about traitors in the high branches of the PDF.