The Raggedy Edge
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The 41st millennium is an age of strife and cruelty beyond imagination. The faltering and corrupt Imperium of Man struggles to defend itself against the forces of the Chaos Gods, as well as myriad alien threats. The Imperium's armies are legion: the dedicated men and women of the Imperial Guard hold the line against unimaginable foes on millions of worlds, the superhuman warriors of the Space Marines take the Emperor's own vengeance to the enemies of humanity, the Holy Inquisition and warrior-nuns of the Adepta Sororitas root out vile heretics and Xenos wherever they hide, and on their fantastic Forge Worlds, the Adeptus Mechanicus work to maintain and evolve the Imperium's understanding and supply of technology and high-tech wargear. On the world of Altrensis Major, an expedition of the Adeptus Mechanicus comes under attack from the most fearsome foe imaginable: the voracious Tyranids of Hive Fleet Leviathan. Already embattled by the planet's resident Ork Warband, and on hostile terms with the nearby monastery of Adepta Sororitas, the Techpriests will have to make impossible decisions and risky alliances if they want any chance of survival against the Great Devourer.
This is a (probably short) Warhammer 40,000 fanfic that I'm mostly going to be updating over the Summer. Once again, I don't own WH40K and all that. Cover pic cred to foxwolf333 on deviantArt
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