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+Brothers and Sisters of the Mechanicum, today we have come to honor those who have lost their lives in the first steps of the war. I welcome all who have come to join us today, let you be Skitarii, Priest, or even my own Sons. Know that it is an honor to speak with each and every one of you today.+
It was a statement that TalOS placed his desires into. He was indeed a Primarch but it was every day that he thought about the people under him and how they fared. Each and every one of them holds a sort of skill that TalOS might never have lest he dedicate years of his life to accomplish. Let alone the stupidity of someone who thinks they can be perfect at everything.
That is why TalOS needs people, both at the highest echelons and the lowest denominator. Each and every one of them too shall feel a respect his beliefs generate.
+Today I have the distinct honor of overseeing the first recycle of those who had fallen for this planet. While every one of you had given me the first of many successes upon this campaign it had come at a price.+ He declared as he gestured towards the ruined body parts and Mechanical bita around him, +These pieces of metal were from those whose lives were spent towards that success. The Machine Spirit and Mankind, both giving themselves towards the cause that the Machine God Ordained for us in these troubling times.+
TalOS allowed another moment for the thoughts to simmer and those who were watching through a third party to catch up. A simple act that only amplified what he said earlier.
+That was not the end of their service. For when oneself is aligned with the Machine God even your limbs and bones are given towards the cause. That upon your death you are not simply left in the dirt to rot and decay but used!+
With those words TalOS gave a command for the machines to start. The conveyor belt slowly coming to life to draw the metal towards their cauldron.
+Man and Machine, all shall be recycled and reused. With their lives they had won our land, and with their bodies we shall build the greatest of manufactoriums!+ He announced as the metal began to fall into the pot, +For in death we join the Machine God and become a part of his will! Upon both our lives and bodies the future is built no matter who you are! I guarantee each of you that I shall give you this fate, a fate to be commemorated to the Machine God and become the foundation to which the Mechanicum is built upon. Deus Mechanicus!+
<span class="mu-s">+DEUS MECHANICUS!+</span>
Upon those words the metal began dropping into the smelter. With that metal TalOS swore shall become a Forge World.
