It was transformed into the Dominum by the Vozhd, Joseph Stalin. This government was made up of the American government and the Soviet government-in-exile, hiding from the terror wrought upon them by German wonder-weapons. The Earth is dominated by the Dominium of Man, a totalitarian state which arose from the "Unified Allied Provisional Government" based in Washington, DC. Their advance was halted only by the greenskin hordes and the heroic efforts of the remnants of the Soviet Union. Using blasphemous whispers, the Chaos gods managed to take hold throughout the blasted remnants of continental Europe, and soon the German Reich was overthrown and replaced by the mad fiefdoms of Chaos champions. These breaches and the deaths of billions garnered the attention of the Chaos gods, four malevolent entities fueled by human thought and emotions. Psykers around the world went mad, as the boundaries between the Warp and the material universe were weakened and they were overwhelmed with Warp energy. London and Berlin were hit with the most Warp weapons, creating in Britain what is now called the Eye of Terror, a permanent breach in space-time. But the Allies did, and events spun out of control to the point that both sides were launching weapons of mass destruction against one another. The Germans believed that the Allies would not intervene, as it would mean the destruction of the world. Using the new "greenskin" plague, a maddening disease which turned those it infected into hyper-violent maniacs, the Germans moved in on the neutral states of the Middle East. The death of the world began in 1950, when Germany began to need more oil for its eternal war against Soviet partisans. While initially weak, modifications to a psyker's brain could give them even more control of the world around them, at the risk of causing madness. Research into the Warp revealed the existence of "psykers," human beings connected to the Warp in such a way as to give them the ability to manipulate the world around them. These were Warp weapons, bombs designed to tear holes in reality and expose an area to a dimension of pure chaos.
Nuclear, chemical and biological weapons were developed and mounted on ICBMs, while the most terrible weapons, too bulky for all but the shortest-range weapons, were being developed to replace them. Both powers instead developed new and terrible weapons to use against one another, but then grew too afraid to use them. The Germans could not destroy the Allies, who still threatened the continent through the continued independence of the United Kingdom, but neither could the Allies attack Fortress Europa. With the Germans victorious over the Allies in Europe by 1943, an uneasy "sitzkrieg" emerged between the Germans and the Allies. The current state of the planet arose from what was once called the Second World War. There is no peace throughout the world, only an eternity of carnage and slaughter, and the laughter of thirsting gods. Forget the promise of progress and understanding, for in the grim darkness of another present there is only war. Forget the power of technology and science, for so much has been forgotten, never to be re-learned. It is to live in the cruelest and most bloody regime imaginable. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat from foreigners, heretics, mutants - and worse. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Dominium Army and countless regional militias, the ever vigilant Cheka and the tech-priests of the Church of Ford to name only a few. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the revolutionary vanguard, the Dominium Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Vast armies give battle in his name on uncounted battlefields. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested waters of the seas, the only route between distant continents, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Vozhd's will. Yet even in his deathless state, the Vozhd continues his eternal vigilance. He is the Carrion Lord of the Dominium for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day, so that he may never truly die. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Third Industrial Revolution. He is the Master of mankind by the will of the gods, and master of three continents by the might of his inexhaustible armies. For more than a hundred years the Vozhd has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Washington. Warhammer 2K! If you are unfamiliar with some of the references, the source material for these are Games Workshop's Warhammer Fantasy Battle and Warhammer 40K settings.
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