It is the 40th Millennium. The universe is filled with terror and fallen empires. Desperate times as the grasp of these terrifying beings reach at the Imperium of Man. Where the mouths of human, xenos and daemons roar their words. Proclamations of different types are made, to conquer, to hold fast. To slaughter. You are none of these. You are a part of the Astra Militarum. The Imperial Guard. The first and last of Humanity. Surely you can't make a difference...can you?