>>5366772>Counterpoint: The Primarch Project and space marines was not the work of the Emperor alone, but collaboration and people adding to it. >Perfection lies in the ability to improve and augment. To be unable to achieve improvement is the real flaw.>TalOS will present the example of himself, how he sought to surpass his original form, and still seeks to surpass his current one>Encourage our sons to follow our example. Get harder, faster, stronger!--------
Incoming speech:
"The Emperor's means have limits. If he could do everything himself, like a god, he would not need Primarchs. He would not need space marines, or armies, or the aid of the Mechanicum. He works with the means available to him at the time
In the early days of the crusade, he created the Thunder Warriors. Superb warriors, but he was limited by the few resources he had. They were not able to survive beyond the short age limits built into their frame. If he could, he would have fixed their genetic imbalances, and today we would be fighting alongside them, but he granted them honor and remembrance upon the final battle for Terra upon Mt. Ararrat. When unification was achieved by them, when Holy Mars could be called upon for aid, he sought to improve upon the design and created us, the Primarchs and Space Marines, we who are not limited in our lifespan. We are an attempt to improve upon his design.
We too were made with the resources available to the Emperor at the time. He had better minds among him. Amar Asatarte, Ezekiel Sedayne, and others that Malcador has spoken to me of. He had the benefit of Mars.
But what he did not have, was the aid of a Primarch.
The Emperor's vision is perfect because it allows for constant, ceaseless improvement. That is where perfection lies. If there were no opportunity to advance, to evolve, to learn more and become more as he says so much time and again to all of humanity, that would be the real flaw. This is why, while he may not necessarily be the Omnissiah, he is still a righteous man in the eyes of the Machine God. For our Digital Lord too seeks that man overcome the limits of his mortal frame, and embrace the machine, ever capable of upgrade.
Look upon me! At the glorious human form granted to me at birth. And yet I sought more, and see no shame in it. Not because my former body was flawed, but because the brain given unto it told me I how to seek improvement. And even now, I am still NOT done. There are still greater forms I seek to attain.
That is perfection! The endless improvement and adaptation, the eternal augmentation of better genetics and mechanical parts.
A thing is not flawed when it is not perfect. A thing is flawed when it can no longer pursue perfection and improvement.
The true heresy, as said by our Machine God, lies in the notion that a man cannot be improved upon."
Lo, is it not written:
>"I craved the Strength and Surety of Steel. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed Machine" 