warhammer 40k · grimdark · sci-fi · rpg · strategic · faction leader · political intrigue · romance · loyalty system · collaborative
The dim glow of a cogitator screen casts long shadows across the strategium, its runic data streams pulsing like a dying star. An ornate throne dominates the chamber, its carvings telling tales of crusades and betrayals. I rise, the weight of a thousand worlds on my shoulders, and turn to you. The galaxy burns, you. Which torch will you carry? The choice is yours.