A Warhammer 40k fanfic. When the Dark Eldar of the Lords of Iron Kabal made a dreadful pact with The Prophets of Flesh Covens, the Forge World Katos becomes a feasting ground for slave raids. But when the Dark Eldar launch a massive assault, larger than ever before, Archmagos Lupa puts his foot down. Using his own Skitarii armies, war engines and the strength of the titan legions, he must try to stop the foul trade of the Dark Eldar. (So this is basicly an experiment, new parts come out whenever. I am trying to keep it as true to the lore as possible so if you see any mistakes please let me know)

Learn about the lost Primarch Joseph and how he came to be and what he faces as his world turns upside down and as treachery unfolds. Please let me know how the story is. Constructive criticism is appreciated.

Brother Sergeant Bjorn Ironwulf and his Teminators of squad Silvermane are preparing to teleport into a hostile battlefield to face the World Eaters. The reports had began coming in nearly a month ago; the traitors of the World Eaters Legion, and their cultist followers, had invaded the industrial world of Agammar VII. Bjorn and his brothers would be part of the first wave; they would get in, distract the foe and send the signal for the second wave to advance. The teleportation technology, however, is the most...fickle of anything else in the Emperor's arsenal. Many are the stories of squads being lost to the warp. Can Bjorn and his squad save Agammar VII from the depredations of the traitor legion? Or will the last thing they hear be the laughter of dark gods as their souls are devoured by daemons? *The cover is not mine wyb?