It is the 41st Millenium. Violence is unending, war is but a constant reality, In the grim darkness of the future, your life is already dictated by the Imperium of Man. But one can try, and try as you will. You are but a mere human, incapable of shaping the galaxy, even your fate and thoughts are not yours to command. In this grim dark future, you are…

>Quillenne Amadeus, Undersecretary Of The Adeptus Administratum, a rank below the Master Of The Administratum and created just for you. Your responsibility is to oversee all the divisions of the Administratum, from the smallest matters like record-keeping to authorizing what supplies go to whom, there is never an easy day for you.

>Basillica Hagia, the lieutenant of the Baneblade squad. After receiving a report of chaos activity, you are sent to the frontlines. Between battles and logistics, you must navigate the world of the Imperial Guard filled with ambitious nobles, officers, commissars, and bureaucracy.

>Trash Heap, just another orphan scraping by to live another day in your pointless existence. One day, you found a funny-looking bug-like creature. With a carapace shining in purple gleam and cute little fangs, you chose to keep it as your pet in this lonely lonely world.