The Psyker Saga

Having done the unthinkable by escaping from Psykana, Paric goes in search of help and a bridge back to where he belongs.

“Kiss me.” With those two words, a black witch is revealed.

A second mystery is solved over breakfast. One that opens Paric's eyes to the true reality of Psykana.

A challenge grows into something far more lethal.

“Have I arrived in time?”

“In time? The funeral is just getting started, but we’ve saved you a seat.”

She switched off the priceless device, restoring the distance between us. It was a fitting start to our day.

I needed to be here, and with a list full of names, I sought first to clear my own.

“You think redemption is oblivion?”

“For Hereticus, certainly. For Psykana, maybe. For a man caught in between, only the Emperor knows for sure.”

Looking for a clue to the black witch in Schola Psykana, Paric Silver encounters a golden curse, one that takes him to the edge of oblivion.

In a panic, Paric Silver makes a run for the exit, a move that draws out all sorts of bad.

Surviving his first Ordo Hereticus inquiry, Paric Silver meets House Kilhaven of Terra.

Let the dissection begin.