After a long night with Kesh (who was now demanding I call her Taura), I was drained and slept through the day. After waking up I donned fine robes that would make most envious. I gave Taura the responsibility to protect my... umm? Girlfriends? Consorts? Lovers? Sex friends?, and evacuate them if things went wrong.
I was on my way to war. I had reigned for almost a year, and already a new Imperium had been forged to take the cause of Mankind to a new level: Imperium Eterna.
Or, in Low Gothic (English), the Eternal Empire.
I was ready for war. My trusty Chainsword had been upgraded by the Tech-Priests, and with my own powers, I was able to permanently kill Daemons now with it.
I saw the marching thousands boarding the small craft, innumerable and uncountable, that would take them up into my star ship. The Imperial Pride was a ship the size of the Sol System, with the action to back it up, so thousands of people, weapons, supplies and vehicles could be loaded onto it with ease. The Tech-Priests had only made it in parts around different points in the galaxy, and assembled it in the War of the Hydra. What remained of the Order of the Grey Knights who had surrendered to me, were in fact all on this ship, while I had Titan taken over for UR-025 to study one of the Blackstone Fortresses.
"My Lord..." Tech-Priest Alpine Alpha spoke, "Are all the arrangements acceptable?"
"Yes. Please move the stocks to the ship and hasten the boarding so that I may be able to enter the ship."
"Yes, my Lord."
"Lord-Admiral Vicksburg!" I called.
"Yes... my Lord?" the aforementioned naval officer answered.
"Have you seen the counter-offensive arrangements for the Red Crusade?"
"Yes, my Lord. Are you asking for my thoughts?"
"How very perceptive of you, Lord-Admiral. Yes."
"My Lord... the plan is quite sound, but the implementation will be a little... troublesome. Things have to remain exactly as they are planned for the work to be complete."
"Very well. What do you suggest?"
"I would suggest nothing much, except a slightly less more brutal response. If Huron Blackheart is able to counter the original response we have nothing left to oppose him with, leaving us exposed on all sides. Keeping a few fresh invasion forces in reserve should be a necessity."
"Very well. I will take that offer into consideration."
Vicksburg had seized the Jericho Reach in a couple months. Nothing could top that. And the advise was quite sensible. So I was going to look at it.
Anyway...
I was ready to kill.
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The vanguard of the forces of Huron were here. I was simply attempting to stall them before they took control of the Forge-World Ryza. Kharn and what remained of the World Eaters were attempting to kill us, along with many Black Legionnaires.
The void shields, much more powerful than before, had withstood a full-on Warp-corrupted quasar beam from some void ships which had Tyranid-like tendrils made by Lords of Change. Bloodthirsters in Terminator armor where trying to duel with our Titans and getting flattened. A Warp Bomb exploded, dragging several Regalia Dorn Tanks, Land Raiders, Rhinos, and a Titan into the Warp. Several mutated birds and zombies were felled by a powerful Ordinatus Engine. Another Titan surged forth, a Castigator-Class, and felled multiple Chaos-corrupted Titans alone.
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A Monster in Hell: A 40K Story
FanfictionI am an amoral person with psychopathic tendencies. I have had an inglorious life. After my death in an unremarkable neighborhood crossroad, mowed down by a car, I have been sent to suffer in the 41st Millennium. Yet in suffering comes blessing... a...
