The Redemption sector

In the year 3,400.AT, the Imperial Seat was officially moved from Khurosov to it's current planet of Helot.

Khurosov being once the idyllic paradise world transformed into a place of power by the Tzar, had become drastically depleted by human occupation.

The entire face of the planet, and much of it's interior, had been heavily industrialised without restrict in a few short centuries. Pollution and waste run rampant, extinctions occurred in biblical proportions in turn destroying the biological diversity and the very ecological system of the planet. Nature itself receded and vegetation equated to little more than 1% of the surface land in precious national parks. The world was doomed.

The human inhabitants grew weak in mind and body. Water shortages restricted hygiene and processed carbohydrate meals sapped their power. The very air became so tainted that breathing masks became necessary when venturing outdoors. Smog filled skies restricting the sun meant humans grew pale and gaunt, within generations the skin of many had actually taken on a grey tint.

Cyclopean metal cities filled with prison like living spaces rusted in amidst acres of waste and detritus. The oceans receded, waterfronts became vast mobile food processing plants and the last remaining life: deep ocean dwelling algae, was farmed and synthesised to form the bulk of the human populations diet.

Public order began to break down as hope faded and nature became a thing of history.

The ruling class and their noble elite abandoned Khurosov to ruin. Bribes and secretive dealing now lost in time but still of the ability to dwarf the greatest imaginations were made as the Empire dealt with the Techno Communion representatives in desperation. The true cost was never released but claims by some hint at the enslavement of their ruling classes own children by the Techno Communion, and the harvesting of DNA from a selection of candidates.

Now 6,000 years later, Khurosov exists as the Imperials Prison Gulag. All manner of malcontent are routinely subjected to a season on Khurosov as training for the Penal Legion. Operating as a bloody death gauntlet, only the hardiest survive as natural selection takes its course. Inmates are often dropped into the thick of the ruin with little more than a canteen of water and a breathing apparatus for survival, and expected to fend for themselves in a nightmare of violence and criminal insanity until the guards perform a conscription hunt and tag the inmate for shipment to a distant battle zone.