The First Shadow

It had started with blood.

Many cultures had been exterminated during the course of the Great Crusade. It was not surprising that the Imperium possessed a somewhat paranoid attitude toward those who worship the Warp. He had once exhibited the same scepticism.

Then, about 15 years ago, he had been charged with destroying another resistant human empire. This one had violated two of the taboos. Not only had it indulged deeply of the Warp, it had fornicated with a local alien species. Initial envoys had attempted to warn them from their path. A pointless exercise.

In the face of this obstinance, he had been charged to destroy and exterminate. Although their technology had been a shadow of the Imperium‘s, this empire had fought with unceasing zeal and skill.

How could he not take a totem to remember?

He had assumed that would be it.

Then the whispers started.

They began in his dreams. Stories of old strengths forgotten. Powerful secrets that could be wielded it again. All of this and more.

He had not thought much of these things. He had believed it was a leftover scar from his war of extermination.

That changed when the whispers had saved his life.

Another battle, another enemy. This one is cruel and deceptive. An ambush nearly cost him his life. Except the whispers had warned him the night before.

After that, it was a natural evolution to heed their counsel. In return, the whispers rewarded him with new knowledge and the new power.

Now? Now, he was in a position to enact a grand plan that would reward him with far greater power than ever and bring enlightenment To the entire Legion.

He smiled underneath a dangerous helmet. [[Category:F]]