Humanity has always looks skywards for its true path...We sought to civilize the heavens, but were destined to succumb to the weaknesses of our wills... And once weakened we became easy prey. We stood at the edge of destruction, and would have fallen, if not for the might of the God-Emperor and his Angels of Death. The Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines... We are the living weapons of humanity...Forged in blood, tempered in battle, our function? Cleanse the unclean, purge the unholy, crush the corrupted. Let our enemies fear us, we are the emperors wrath! Again the enemys attack, they are a scourge on the galaxy and the Imperium. We will destroy the invaders, tear them asunder, smash their war machines and annihilate and without mercy! They want to steal this world... A world that belongs to the Emperor... Let them try! In the Emperors name... None shall survive!