The Obelisk
Forward! Into the maw of hell…
Somewhere in the Dark Imperium lies a world so blackened with secrecy it fades into the coldest void at the edge of the galaxy. Lord Hadrian, a radical inquisitor, was called to this desolate rock by the tail ends of whispers. The only structure that stood was a single obelisk that cracked and wailed with unfathomable, unholy energy. Half in the warp, the obelisk plunged into the materium like a dagger. Tides of corrupted denizens washed upon the world, erupting from The Shard with each pulse from the earth below. Hadrian’s forces descended on to the planet. After 100 years, Chaos was now confined to a 10 mile wide ring of fortress wall named Hadrian’s Ring. Every emplacement, every bunker, every beam, every warm body became a bastion of the Emperor’s might. These men and women of the Imperium defend the rest of the galaxy from imminent doom. Hadrian’s Warp Slayers are the bite of the Emperor’s Sword. Unbreakable, incorruptible, unyielding is their faith…
Commissioned by @levkava, who wrote the short story above.
