A webisodically released story based in Games Workshop’s Warhammer 40,000 universe.
Necron Overlord Varek Záakesh, Eldar Farseer Aramën and Dark Eldar Archon Theá V’all are all from races that don’t usually see eye to eye; but the coming of a great threat means that despite their differences, they will have to become the most unlikely of allies in order to weather the storm.
This is in no way representing or an official part of the Games Workshop name or any of its affiliations and is simply a piece of fan fiction I’m writing for my own pleasure, and hopefully yours too.
After turning against their previous Overlord and separating themselves from the other dynasties, the Udin Dynasty now lived solely on a great battle barge, the Am’otep, drifting through space and avoiding those who would wish to see them buried in a grave for their betrayal to their own race. When the Silent King had called …
As the last of the Orks fell and no more enemies remained, Varek felt the anger and hatred seep out of him, along with most of his energy. Collapsing onto his knees from exhaustion, his vision of the world started to return to normal, his body was once again his to control and for all …
Ducking under the wild swing of the Warboss’ power claw, Varek continued the momentum of his warscythe, swinging the spear-like around him and slashing a gaping hole in his advisories armour as he turned and stepped back out of reach. Roaring with anger the Warboss doubled his efforts to keep Varek within striking distance of …
He had been a great man once, before the ruin and betrayal of their race Lord Ümabar thought to himself in a momentary passing of clarity…They were getting fewer and fewer; those moments where he felt alive, where his imagination would run free and his memory could come flooding back to him. Although Ümabar couldn’t …
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