I remember the days of when me and my sisters watched as the sky parted and ships hung above the city of metal and towers , and when we saw the emperors chosen landing their armoured drop pods dark green and moved with silent wrathful steps that told of what they were made for marching with hatred and firing weapons too large for mortal men.


    Only few roared theyre battle cry '' REPENT FOR TOMMROW YOU DIE '' then unleashing a whrilwaind of fire and death upon the orks and then from the skys on wings of fire with the roaring chains of a chainsword and bolt pistol spiting at the filthy xenos before combat had awaken the chainsword.Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work!


    I rember this as the day i knew i would join these warriors and bring the enemy of man to their knees and bleed for the transgresion they have caused to our kind, but for now wait another year to be such a warrior. As my younger brother was annouced to be made as a full battle brother, and with great guilt of not joining him but with a proudness of knowing he would be able to better serve our Emperor