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Abstract: *The Fall of the 42K Imperium, Birth new Primarch designed and sent back in time during the Great Crusade. What may he achieves, what is His plan by creating him? What is the conspicuous scheme of Chaos?*
#Warhammer 30K, 40K, Horus heresy, Great crusade.
Hello Gentlemen and Ladies and let's start the background tour of the beginning of the End.
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The Astronomicon signal had been fading for decades since the fall of the avenging son at Iax at the hand of an estrange brother.
Yet that day, Singulari Nuntio, Navigator of house Belisarius, felt it stronger than ever before.
More powerful than not only the past decade of dim light but even before the advent of the Cicatrix Maledictum, during the Imperium of the Old.
Meanwhile on Titan, Archmagos Dominus Belisarius Cawl, Grand Master Voldus of the Grey Knight, Captain General Trajan Valoris of the Adeptus Custodes and Saint Celestine had convene again once and for all. The third of such convention in the past 5 years. The last of it's kin.
Below them, custodians bent over a relic of the dark age of technology, a single capsule, a small greyish unadorned pod, whose only notable distinction was three letter enmeshed. X X I.
An astropathic warning came to the Inquisitor Greyfax of the Ordo Hereticus dwelling on Terra. The Terminus Decree was to be enacted. His leaks were certain. It proved that the so called St Celestine was not a Saint, They had been abused, none of it was His Plan, this was a contrivance of the Ruinous Powers...
Sacrificing the Imperium for a sliver of hope of changing the past? Ending humanity glorious future for a glimmer of peace? Never. Such thinking was resisting all the teachings he has learn, all His teaching.
He should, he must, he was compelled to act, and the High Lords would oblige.
A blazing bolt shell fragment rip apart, the paint of the Grey knight Terminator Armor, which thrusted his force blade in his Minotaur opponent torso. The Life in the red lentils flickered an instant, before receding entirely.
However Brother Captain Arvann Stern was no longer there to gaze upon his former adversary, his duty was not done, more enemy were to be dispatched. Shouts of heresy and treachery bellowed on each part of the Palace. He finished off another Astartes opposing his path.
When contemplating the radiating muzzle of a plasma Barrage type gun aimed at his chest, Arva thought echoed to his brothers:
- The Emperor will shall be done in this world and the Other.
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#Warhammer 30K, 40K, Horus heresy, Great crusade.
Hello Gentlemen and Ladies and let's start the background tour of the beginning of the End.
----
The Astronomicon signal had been fading for decades since the fall of the avenging son at Iax at the hand of an estrange brother.
Yet that day, Singulari Nuntio, Navigator of house Belisarius, felt it stronger than ever before.
More powerful than not only the past decade of dim light but even before the advent of the Cicatrix Maledictum, during the Imperium of the Old.
Meanwhile on Titan, Archmagos Dominus Belisarius Cawl, Grand Master Voldus of the Grey Knight, Captain General Trajan Valoris of the Adeptus Custodes and Saint Celestine had convene again once and for all. The third of such convention in the past 5 years. The last of it's kin.
Below them, custodians bent over a relic of the dark age of technology, a single capsule, a small greyish unadorned pod, whose only notable distinction was three letter enmeshed. X X I.
An astropathic warning came to the Inquisitor Greyfax of the Ordo Hereticus dwelling on Terra. The Terminus Decree was to be enacted. His leaks were certain. It proved that the so called St Celestine was not a Saint, They had been abused, none of it was His Plan, this was a contrivance of the Ruinous Powers...
Sacrificing the Imperium for a sliver of hope of changing the past? Ending humanity glorious future for a glimmer of peace? Never. Such thinking was resisting all the teachings he has learn, all His teaching.
He should, he must, he was compelled to act, and the High Lords would oblige.
A blazing bolt shell fragment rip apart, the paint of the Grey knight Terminator Armor, which thrusted his force blade in his Minotaur opponent torso. The Life in the red lentils flickered an instant, before receding entirely.
However Brother Captain Arvann Stern was no longer there to gaze upon his former adversary, his duty was not done, more enemy were to be dispatched. Shouts of heresy and treachery bellowed on each part of the Palace. He finished off another Astartes opposing his path.
When contemplating the radiating muzzle of a plasma Barrage type gun aimed at his chest, Arva thought echoed to his brothers:
- The Emperor will shall be done in this world and the Other.
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