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As always, there was a sense of pressure whenever one stays upon the Blackstone Fortress. Let them be a standard human, an agent of the Mechaincum, or an Astartes all can feel the ever flowing presence of the Blackstone.
Many of the humans would spend most of their day near one of the few purple lights that kept their sanities intact. The Mechanicum, while they did indeed spend time away from these sources of life, would always come back to them no matter how much metal was upon their bodies. For the Astartes, they were no better than the Mechanicum Adepts.
All of this occurred under the watch of TalOS DAV1S, Vadar’s Father.
The Legion Master took a moment to rub his hand against the small machine that was settled upon his neck. The foreign object was a Vox Caster with a built in lexicon. He was informed by the Priests of the Mechanicum that it was a first step to understanding the real voice of his father.
For that is what Binary was and he was not a fool to deny it. Whenever he heard his father speak there was an ever so subtle inflection that told the Astartes that the Primarch barely ever used his real voice. That it was rare and only used for when he was in the presence of those who failed to understand the theological language of the Martians.
Theologic. In truth the Legion Master did not care for things such as Theocracy and the like. The Emperor at one point preached that there were no gods and that humanity was the sole heir to the galaxy. Maybe if Vadar grew up under such a mantel but the Jermanic Tribes were Katholic. He assumed that to be the reason why he accepted the Machine God before others, and there was a stark contrast between those raised by the Barbarians and those who were raised by the Emperor’s people.
In the end they were all theocrats in one shape or another, even the Emperor. Ultimately the Machine Spirits made sense to Vadar as he walked into the hanger bay. None kept him away as Vadar stood before the largest of the God Machines present.
Particep Semper, the God Machine that named his father Princep. Even now as he looked upon such a massive machine the Legionnaire could not help but feel the connection between them. An eternal hunger for battle that even now he kept in solace.
His Father made an agreement early in his lifetime. The Emperor, for all his glory, was lying when he said there were no other Gods. They existed, and the Second Legion was forever bound to the servants of the Machine God.
