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You are Alethia Altair Amadeus, Undersecretary Of The Adeptus Administratum, a rank below the Master Of The Administratum and the Master of The Mistress of Departmento Munitorum. Easy to say, you live in a lap of luxury and the power you wield is immense. It’s only regret is having to do the actual work the Master of The Administratum (your boss) was supposed to do.
Your responsibility is to oversee all the divisions of the Administratum, from the smallest matters like record-keeping, to authorizing what supplies go to whom, mediating, there is never an easy day for you, now more than ever. The Great Rift split the Imperium in half, and you had to work tirelessly to ensure the Administratum and the Imperium at large intact.
It was a time of chaos, Terra was erupting in riots that the Arbites and the PDF could handle. The Imperial Guard were essentially cut in half, as did other essential necessities that the Imperium needed. Lev Tieron, the Chancellor of the Imperial Senate approached you to help his plan to repeal the Edict of Restraint, which forced the custodes to stay in the Imperial Palace. This made no sense, as the Magistratium Lex allowed the custodes to essentially ignore any law from the Imperium.
Much to your horror, despite all that happened, you discovered that the custodes had yet to move. You were now at the archives at the Tower of Hegemon, where a custodes of Emissaries Imperatus asked if you had time to spare.
