Inspired by a post on /tg/.

On the former Imperial mining world of Callistrox IV, the Ethereals have come up with a creative solution to the demands of the Gue'la population. Already set up here: https://play.aidungeon.io/main/scenarioView?publicId=f67239d0-45aa-11eb-ad5f-675d65b58f00

Incomprehensible. Bursting with decadent sin. Amidst the dilapidating hive-spires of Commorragh's crumbling urban wastelands, a feral Night Lord stalks the shadows with animalistic vigor. Unfortunately for the hunter, scavenging the brutal aftermath of a seemingly random gang-bout gets him a little more than he bargained for: A bratty Drukhari girl with a bit of baggage. Enjoy, brothers.

Retired from the Imperial Guard as one of the few guardsmen who live to see a conquered world settled, your hellish days of war have given over to monotonous peace. At least until one day... https://play.aidungeon.io/main/scenarioView?publicId=ee66d990-459a-11eb-bfef-afd66063c73f

After thousands of years, the Imperium of Man has returned to your world to collect its tithe. Along with them came the Arch-Genetor Isrya Krane. She has a particular interest in the divergent genetics of isolated planets, and you've been brought to her for gene sample collection. [+++ Archived Records of the Heretek Isrya Krane, contains unsanctioned research methods and DATA EXPUNGED +++] ~ Thought for the day: Even a man who has nothing can still offer his life. ~

The sole survivor of a failed assault on the forces of Chaos, Sister Maria has been captured by a terrible champion of the Dark God Nurgle; her fall will be legendary. Enjoy, brothers.

Given the opportunity of a lifetime, the Imperial Inquisition has decided NOT to label you a heretic for your understanding of Xenobiology. In fact, they have just the job for you. Enjoy, brothers.

Captured by a Night Lord raiding party, Kira is subjected to the mad machinations of a Night Lord apothecary. Enjoy, brothers.

The Warmistress has requested my audience, the consul of a mere astartes. Even as a favored son of Hora, I could never fathom the depth of the lady primarch's intentions; can a mere praetor meet the needs of a demigoddess? Enjoy, brothers.

A rogue trader finds the way into T'au society is more alluring than he expected.

(You) are a Deamon Prince of Slaanesh.

You are a young blank that serves the Inquisitor Krylla.

UNFINISHED: A chaos sorcerer of Tzeentch debates the terms of his servitude and longs for freedom. Enjoy, brothers.

Captured by Xun'bakyr, Mother of Oblivion, you are the last surviving member of the Angels Revenant Space Marine Chapter. Her curiosity and lust may very well be your demise; mostly lore accurate smut. Enjoy, brothers.

Sobek the Defiler, exalted-sorcerer of the Cult of Corvidae, makes a peculiar pact with a dubious daemon of Tzeentch. Both seek something from the other but perhaps they'll discover something...more? A highly personalized 40k prompt, perhaps the first of several? Enjoy, brothers.