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The sun, red from the clouds of dust that had been brushed into the air, rose into the sky as everyone watched from afar. Millions of souls began to gather in the city as everyone waited for their chance to see the leader of the Reconquista. The one who went around and gathered support from all sides of the manufactorium.
A message was sent out three hours ago as an announcement. Any who were able and some who foolishly thought otherwise left their posts and approached stood there. There were Skitarii, Servitors, Servo-Skulls, and of course the Tech Priests themselves. All who were able had turned on their occulars so that they may record the event while others were taking in the many views being generated by the Servitors around them.
While all this happened the only sounds that could be heard was the buzzing of machines and stomping of limbs. None dared speak lest they rob others of their moment of respite and reality.
Such were the circumstances outside the manufactorium.
There was movement as the last of those who could visually see the terrace arrived. A door to a balcony that stood as tall as a Titan opened and out stepped two individuals followed by another pair. The ones leading the front was that of a normal human, and a Primarch.
Excitement began to fill the air as each Priest began broadcasting their thoughts and emotions through the air and into the blessed chats of others. Such a dreadful amount of noise attacked all that could sense such frequencies but those who could not was welcomed with a silence.
They watched as the two of them shared words and the Fabricator General stepped forward. In an instant all discussion that was happening in the data-sphere was silenced as they waited for the words.
+Childen of the Machine God and his Omnissiah, for a time we have stayed back and watched as the children of the Omnissiah walked throughout the galaxy to claim what the Imperium declares to be theirs. We have stayed back, exercising our right to rule over each and every forge world and no others. That ends now, for one of the Omnissiah’s Sons walks the umbrial code of the Machine God and wishes to retake what was lost to humanity so long ago!+
And with those words the Fabricator General stepped back and allowed the Primarch to step forward.
>Go right for the religious fervor!
>Invoke ages past and the future to come
>Unity in all things.
>Write ins, of course
