The 43rd millennium of the imperial calendar is counted from the creation of first human colony on Mars and the making of Terra as the true Motherworld to far-flung humanity.
First-hand accounts extracted from data recorded on biochips and from the numerous transmitted communications of those involved are here in these chapters. And yet, because the censoring performed by the imperial algorithms has failed, this data remains raw and ‘un-corrected’. Know then that these accounts do not adhere to the edicts of the godlike corpse-emperor but do provide primary evidence for the bloody battles fought throughout the empire.
The Emperor forbids you to read or disseminate what you see here. Fear the harsh gatekeepers of imperial truth should you ignore the law.
The Dark Chapters
Just when a Whaaaagggg!!!! is coming together the leader of the ork Goff clan is forced to make a detour. What follows is a story of a planet in flames, a clash of religions and ideologies, and more guns and mud than an imperial forge world at a health spar.
Chapter #2 – Whaaaagh-ing Voices In His Head
What drives the ork Goff clan? Of course there is the hunt for warp-based spare parts, but wherever the chequered tide washed up, the ensuing violence is relentless.
Charter #3 – War of the Wolves
Super soldiers began to swell the ranks of the imperial armies over ten thousand years ago. Genetically spliced and surgically enhanced, these so-called First-Blood space marines are created purely for battle. Like an adamantine spear-tip thrust deep into the belly of war, they plunge through blood and bile and bone. Cry “Havoc!” and let slip the Space Wolves of War.
Chapter #4 – Godmachine Happy Feet
What began as a smash-and-grab for warp technology is sliding into business as usual as the ork’s Gofff clan gear up for planetary invasion.
Chapter #5 – A Bad Company of Wolves
The plan had been simple. Capture the most infamous Ork war boss and bring the beast, chained and cowed before the Emperor of Humanity. And now it’s gone BAD.
A Warning From The Inquisitorium
Stored in that ‘other’ Black Library are the record from 42024. They tell of Orks raiding sleeping Cryptworlds, treason in the commanders of the Space Wolves, the true nature of Warp and the thin line between science and heresy.
The future is Orks v Humans v Necrons
Data floods in from across the galaxy. Most of it is mundane and consists of financial accounts, trade agreements, quotas and outputs, memoranda and diaries. It is an endless fog of communication and the algorithms that sift through it all are not fit-for-purpose. As a result, a tide of chatter and intercepts submerges and drowns everything. It overwhelms the system and keeps the galaxy ignorant and incoherent in an inescapable technological Dark Age.
And only the Emperor sees all.