It is the 41st millennium and war plagues the galaxy. For more than a hundred centuries the Immortal Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. A master of a million worlds, he is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions in the cruellest and most bloody regime imaginable.
The galaxy of man teeters on the brink of destruction. There is but a slim hope… the Space Marines, warriors created through the Emperor’s genetic genius, stand as a bulwark against the daemons, the aliens and the Traitor Legions of Chaos. For without them, and the massive armies of the Imperial Guard, surely all of humankind would be lost.
