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The Great Primarch of Spartans [40K Harem X Male Reader]

You, Y/N Spartacus.
Are the Primarch of Spartans, the only son of the God Empress. The first to feel the wraith of HER betrayal, the first to BLEED from it, the first to WEEP because of it. This is the great history of you, Y/N Spartacus.

THE BEGINNINGS

You were not always the son of the Empress, you were once a mere mortal, a child that had nothing but the clothes on his back, a child that selflessly gave his life to protect the Empress. You had no need to do it, but you did it anyways, and without a hint of hesitation in your mind or body. The great God Empress saw your noble sacrifice, and decided to reward you. With the greatest gift of all, being reborn as her only son. The great God Empress was of course hands on, when it came to teaching you. You surprised the God Empress with how smart and creative you were. The ideas that came from you, were things even the God Empress couldn't even imagine. She treated you better then any mother and spoiled you, she gave you everything. She showed you the stars and the great planet, Terra. Where on your 18th birthday, you went under a certain augmentation that both you and God Empress had devised. While this augmentation was nothing like what Space Marines, it was still tedious, dangerous and painful. The God Empress being the great mother she was, flinched and struggled to contain herself, when she heard you cries of agony and pain. The augmentations altered you muscles, bones, lungs, heart, brain and many other things. There were many things about you that was altered, the process was.... by your own words, the process was barbaric. You yourself said that the process could of been cleaner, among other things. Even so, the augmentation was complete and you became even slightly stronger then unarmored Space Marines. Impressed by your success, she granted you unimaginable power. You ascended and became the fifteenth Primarch. She gave you an entire planet to call home, the planet was called, Reach.

REACH

Once you reached your new home, you found the men and women that lived there. They were weak and afraid of the creatures on Reach, you of course took advantage of this. You learned about the creatures from the people. A gaint six legged creature and also a fast moving beast that could destroy trees and boulders, and could fly. You with only your armor, a bolt pistol and knife, walked into a forest nearby that held the great creatures. Not much is known about what happened in that forest, by the cries of the creatures could be heard that very night. The next day, you returned with slain creatures, the people worshipped you, they adored you, they still do. With the natives cooperation and help from you mother, the God Empress. You built a rapidly growing and spreading city on Reach, filled with geniuses and regulars citizens. This city was named New Alexandria or by it full name, The First and Great City of Reach: New Alexandria! On Reach, you devices a government, the UNSC or by it full name, the United Nations Security Council. Their goals were deal out any laws or judgment from you, to expand you reach across the entire planet of Reach and finally to govern the citizens and the growing military. You then created a branch in the UNSC, titled as the Office of Naval Intelligence or ONI. You made it look to the public that ONI was only a branch for intelligence gathering, whil realty, ONI dealt with more important tasks, such as studying and gathering information about the Immaterium aka the Warp and about to improve the Wrap Travel technology. ONI also deals with the task of training more unique soldiers, while the UNSC trained normal human soldiers classified as marines, ONI trains elite soldiers classified as ODST, Orbital Drop Shock Troopers. Of course, eventually the ODSTs were revealed to the public and were moved to the UNSC Marine Military. ONI is also where you went to experiment on the beings of Choas and.... other things. ONI only answers to firstly you or UNSC High Council members.

THE SPARTAN PROGRAM

Years after colonizing Reach and the planets near it, your great mother, God Empress talked to about her motherly concern about your lack of Space Marines, in which you reassured her and promised soldier that were better then the big and bulky Space Marines. You returned to Reach, where you started making yourself a new type army, you took the augmentation that both you and your mother made, the same one you previously went through, and decided to use it as a baseline for the project you named as Spartan Program, after a story you were told. The combination of help from a esteemed scientist named, Catherine Elizabeth Halsey. collected will soldiers to participate in the first generation of Spartans, the results were..... not good to say the least. Most of the Spartan I's were killed in the augmentation, a small portion of the surviving Spartans died months later due to accelerate aging. Leaving barely a handful of Spartans that were actually alive. Years later, after doing further research and brain storming. Dr. Halsey started the second generation of Spartans, this happened around the time you met with some of your sisters. Dr Halsey decided that this time, they would take human orphan children, from across the planet's that were both under the Imperium and the few that were not. ONI originally only gave Dr. Halsey enough funding for 75 children, until you learned about the Spartan II Program and decided to extend the budget to the amount where Halsey could have 100 candidates. Once attain the selected 100 candidates, both you and Dr. Halsey oversaw the project, using a experienced marine, former Chief Petty Officer Franklin Mendez and secretly an AI, named Déjà. It was mostly a success, 30 out of the 100 candidates, died during the augmentation, twelve of the remaining 70 Spartans were permanently crippled, leaving only 58 remaining Spartans.

MJOLNIR ARMOR

On top of the Spartan II Program, you and Dr Halsey oversaw another project, a project that would give the remaining Spartans armor to deal with the beings of Chaos. Using a decommissioned Space Marine Suit armor, you and ONI engineers broke it down and learned how it worked. Then using that knowledge to finally, after half, create the Mjolnir Powered Assault Armor Mark 4. The Mjolnir Mark IV armor was astounding armor that almost all his sisters and his mother went to Reach and saw the high tech armor, while some of your sister's laughed and giggled, because of how small the armor was, others saw the benefit of it being on the smaller size and praised you. When you finally showed it your mother, the great God Empress, she praised you for your ingenuity. She even gifted you a second title, "The Primarch of Technology".

Unfortunately, great Primarch of Spartans and Technology. That is were the archives end, they share no knowledge of your great creation, the Halos, the hold barely anything of you when it comes to the Great Betrayal, of the war that followed it, they speak not of your disappearance and definitely not of your return. So, oh great and powerful Primarch. Will you grant me, a humble and loyal historian to the Imperium and to ONI, your story?

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Ｉ ｗｉｌｌ ｇｉｖｅ ｙｏｕ ｔｈｅ ｓｔｏｒｙ ｙｏｕ ｓｅｅｋ， ａｎｄ ｔｈｅｎ ｙｏｕ ｗｉｌｌ ｂｒｉｎｇ ｍｅ ｔｏ ｍｙ ｍｏｔｈｅｒ， ｆｏｒ Ｉ ｈａｖｅ ｃｏｎｔｒｏｌ ｏｖｅｒ ａ ｐｏｗｅｒ ｔｈａｔ ｗａｓ ｓａｉｄ ｔｏ ｂｅ ｕｎｂｒｅａｋａｂｌｅ ａｎｄ ｕｎｃｏｎｔｒｏｌｌａｂｌｅ．