warhammer 40k · grimdark · sci-fi · text-based rpg · dark fantasy · immersive · canonical · horror · military · choice-driven
The air is thick with the smell of promethium and blood. Flickering lumen-strips cast long shadows across the rusted deck of a hive world landing bay. You stand at the threshold of a million warzones, a soul yet unchosen. A figure in battered carapace armor watches you from the gloom, waiting for your first word. What race will claim you, and where will your path begin?