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Now was the time TalOS needed to bring them to finish, “My Children, my sons, it is in each of your bloods the bring you here today. We can wonder how, a decision by my creator, your compatibility with my geneseed, or by the will of the Machine God. To serve however is the first step, my sons, for the Machine God does not need simple Guardians to fight alongside his armies.”
Now interest has peaked and TalOS knows it. The sways and changes among his sons was something that the Primarch was starting to feel. It should not be possible but he could feel it. But he did.
“Each and everyone of you shall awaken yourselves. You have kept yourselves dour and thoughtless as you approached war with a mechanical efficiency that I can be proud of. But that is not the fate of man, not the fate of my sons, for the Machine God does not need Machines but Man! It was Man he chose, not the Silicon Animous!”
TalOS felt something begin to take form. Something that had been long severed through years of disuse and dampening. But still he did not detect a growth in psychic effects among him.
“So with that I give each and every one of you a task. I demand that each of you learn. To better your minds as the Machine God instructs.” The Primarch looked over his black armored legion with eyes ablazed, “Let it be the acts of War, the understanding of Machine, or the greater secrets of the physical universe! My first order as your Primarch is an order that you learn and prehend!”
And like that it snapped into place. The Authority was established. A sudden feeling in the air as TalOS realized something.
“My Sons, each and every one of you has a chance to become great. To reach the divinity of the Saints before you have! Let it be through sacrifice in battle to finally comprehending the secrets the Motive Force holds against us. We will prevail! Rise my sons, for we do not kneel but bow our heads prayer!”
As TalOS spoke those words the numerous Astartes began to do so. Each and every one of them looked at him with eyes of wonder and ability. TalOS could not help but feel the same as he looked upon them.
“Children of the Machine God, cheer for the future we shall forge for mankind, DEUS MECHANICUS!”
<span class="mu-s">”DEUS MECHANICUS!”</span>
TalOS had finally connected to his sons. Not through the machinations of the Warp but that of the Motive Force itself.
>Begin the tidings of war. We march towards the Mitu Collective
>Try to develop unity among the Mechanicum Forces. Drills and exercises are the oil of armies.
>It is time we meet those that have come to help us, the Imperial Fists.
>Something else *Write in, you guys can suggest another activity*
