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"I ask you do not bring your 'crab' here unless I deem it an absolute last effort. I ask you- Kolinaisi Kaiko Wahthiri, to keep this secret from your brothers, I shall not use magic or psykerism on you to enforce it. I will not enforce a ban on it's memory. I am trusting you- because you are strong enough for this. My Son. I ask that you guard this knowledge. The Cult of Mars, this is the heart. This is their Omnisiah. Now that you have seen it, know why I have placed it here, and why I claim that title- as I am the one who has set that gear in motion for their cult. You have met the voice in the dark. The thing that sets in motion. The Motive Force. It for whatever reason- revealed itself to the two of you. I don't know what it is- if it's a warp entity, or a C'tan gone undetected and rogue. But I ask now that you and I both have this burden of Mars- know what I had to do. Know the task ahead of us. I will not ask of you to do anything I cannot. When I screamed at you, it was the pained scream of someone who didn't want to see someone else repeat a painful past mistake." And the emperor opens a portal back to the throne room and steps through with you.
"I read that book. The reason I will not censure, redact, or erase you- is because despite everything in that book that worries me- you never fell to chaos." The Emperor says.
"The future not written. That's what we strive for. We strive for a bright future where humanity can thrive. To do that we must go through a great grim darkness. We must war and crusade and push it back. If the time comes you know the way back to the Labryinth." He says- and you realize- you do. It must be one of these gifts primarchs know.
>> "Let's hope it doesn't come to that"
>> "It won't come to that"
>> "I know the way."
>> "I will use my best judgement."
>> "If it comes to that- you will probably know before me."
>> Write in
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The emperor knew, that Kolinasi was loyal. He was different than his predecessors, but also, a more noble ideal in a way. Yet in the past, they all were redacted, yet never faltering to chaos. Ambitious, yes. Disloyal? Never.
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