Watch as the Gods of Chaos take on the "Real" Ones.
written by Alex Woitalla, 19.11.08

he bulky figure stood tall against the dark red horizon as it stepped toward its now defeated opponent. The heavily wounded Commissar wretched in pain, trying to mobilize his last powers to evade the inevitable, but nothing could save him, with his best men slain in the trenches and the minions of evil spilling blood and carnage amongst the supporting troops of the planetary governor. A machine-like hissing from the ancient Power Armour was the last thing the Commissar noticed, as the heavy metal boot slowly applied pressure to his back. With the last exhalation the formed the final word of his life, a life, that was submitted to delivering powerful speeches, rallying contingents of shaken guardsmen, facing assured death on the battlefield. “God.”, and then he died, his back broken, ribs crushed, lungs collapsing. - [ Read on, Marine! ]