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OK, Dakka, I need your help. My next Dark Heresy campaign is set on a world that was once a thriving Hive World, featuring a collection of Hives, scattered about the surface of the planet, some of which were infiltrated by agents of the Arch-Enemy, culminating in an unrestricted exchange of nuclear warheads between them. The survivors of this apocalypse were people dwelling out in the wilds of the world, now gathered in small towns, villages, or savage tribes in the irradiated ruins of the planet. As one might expect, the Imperial Creed has survived only in a fragmentary fashion, with the preachers in every village, town and trade-burg preaching some variation, heresy or badly-remembered truth. There are no complete copies of the Creed to be found on the planet, what copies do exist are several hundred to a few thousand years old, having been copied, by hand, by illiterate monks, bored lay-worshipers, and old priests half-blind with age and hard living.

The world is also lost to the Imperium behind a Warp-storm, so there's no rescue vehicles arriving any time soon. Those who live here are stuck here. It has been thus lost for over a thousand years.

In one region, the tale is told that the God-Emperor throws the sinful into his Great Brazier, a burning fire so bright it can rival the sun. In honor of this, the faithful in this region burn their dead, and sentence criminals to death by burning at the stake. They also keep a fire burning in the center of town at all times, to remind the village of Man's many sins.

Another region preaches that the God-Emperor consumes the wicked utterly, and draws from them their power. Thus, once a year, the village brings forth captured witches, sorcerers, mutants and those with the lazy-eye (a true sign of corruption if there ever was one) and engages in the ritual killing and consumption of these heretics.

In yet another region, it is said that the God-Emperor had a rivalry with his brother, a Machine-God, and thus punished this world for its wickedness in building the great iron towers that lie in smoldering, radioactive ruin. The people of this region are simple and fearful, and will destroy any salvaged tech they discover, and will burn at the stake anyone professing to serve factions of the surviving Adeptus Mechanicus, or anyone carrying such heresy as a vox-bead.

So, Dakka, what other variations and twists can you come up with on the Imperial Creed?