my name is Iranicus , I am a super human, a space marine, a servant of justice you may judge me otherwise i care not.
I am a second generation clone improved over the original the first of a new generation, i have my gene fathers memory's till he went into stasis 510 years ago, i come from Alpha complex my home from a planet whose name the imperium would not know or believe should i tell you, i am not the first clone of Iranicus but i am newer better stronger than the best you have seen before.
i now serve alpharious, humanity, life, i was but a boy when i was put into stasis but now i live again we are not all clones alpha complex is still alive with life, we survived the dark times hid away from the universe till he came to our world we thought we were the last of humanity we were wrong we joined your crusade to unite the stars to serve mankind,the Emperor. we were never a xenophobic race we had contact during those dark times with friendly races,yet still we joined and followed our new leader and farther alpharious as he joined and followed his the Emperor, but we were lied too as you have been daemons are real, deals were made by him,we were his pawns his executioners his spys his first and last legion.
our gene seed was designed to fight and too seek out traitors, heretics to trust no one but him and our sire, the irony that we couldn't even trust him our Emperor.
And so we are here you and i, like this,why am i telling you this as you bleed away and call me traitor,because you may yet live your vox recorder is recording my words, it will tell my story so it will be passed on Analised debated over, i wish you to know my name before i take yours,your identity, your existence, your place in the imperial palace, i am his voice, his right hand, his dagger in the dark,his word, i am alpharious and im here for revenge
