PreacherThe Chaos Space Marine towers over the Tech-Priests' bowed heads like a dark cliff. He is reciting a sermon — slowly, almost chanting. From the mere sound of his deep, low voice, you break into a cold sweat and your gorge rises.
Preacher"...listen, for my words reveal to you a path from the darkness unto the Primordial Truth, which has thrown open its gates for wayward souls seeking deliverance from the shroud of lies and torments of enslavement. Your minds have shed the bonds of the dogma that has guided you into the abyss — accept now the hope granted to you by the greatest of the Word Bearers..."
YOU[Interrupt the sermon with a paean to the God-Emperor]
PreacherThe words of the righteous hymn cut through the torrent of the heretic's impious proclamations. You feel as if the light of the Emperor Himself touches your heart, warming it with grace and protecting it from the malignant corruption.
PreacherThe Chaos Space Marine roars in fury as the Tech-Priests turn and charge you as if on cue.
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YOU[Listen to the sermon]
PreacherThe Chaos Space Marine does not seem to notice you — his gaze is focused on his flock, who are hanging on his every word. "Those living a lie will not see the Truth until they have renounced the false gods. Only through your faith does the reign of those corpse worms hold, worms that devour your very body, wrecking weak souls, gnawing at your eyes and ears so that you do not turn them toward the true masters."
Preacher"Your world, a foundry in the realm of corpses, was given the honour of serving as the crucible of the oncoming victory, and we, the Word Bearers, shall be at the tip of it, as well as those of you who can overcome the slander of the false idols. The incinerating fires of Kiava Gamma will birth weapons whose advance heralds the coming of a new age — an age wreathed by the glory and resplendence of Chaos Undivided!"
PreacherIt feels as if, with each of the Chaos Space Marine's words, the light around you dims. Something tickles your face — a thin rivulet of blood is streaming down from your nose, dripping onto your lips and chin.
YOU[Memorise the words of the sermon]
Preacher"...heed the liberating Truth that is word made blessed flesh, which marks every true servant of the Gods. Heed the wisdom of Lord Lorgar, the Word Bearer, most beloved son of Chaos..."
PreacherThe longer you listen, the more the words of the sermon blur together into incoherent humming. The itch in your ears turns into drilling pain that crushes your temples and squeezes your neck — and spreads downward, to your very heart, which it pierces with an icy needle.
PreacherThrough the haze of pain and the film of tears over your eyes, you sense the scorching gaze of the Chaos Space Marine, who has turned his head in your direction. "The time for words is at an end, children of Chaos. Praise the Gods with a bloody offering!"
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YOU[Attack] "Death to Chaos spawn!"
PreacherThe Chaos Space Marine roars in fury as the Tech-Priests turn and charge you as if on cue.continues where this line first appears above
Preacher(sequence)
Argenta"That's it, I've had enough of these profane words. Turn around, beast of the Archenemy! You called down purifying flame upon yourself — and the flame has come!"
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Pasqal"Registering encroachment upon sacred furnaces through both thought and action. Initiating virtuous eradication procedure." Pasqal's voice is a bloodthirsty growl, its sound reminiscent of the whirring of a chainsword. One of his mechadendrites snaps its pincers as he charges into the fray.
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Eogunn"The very sound of these words is laden with entropy, bringing forth ruin to all that exists. In the name of the Omnissiah, may this malevolent information be utterly extirpated!" The Manipulus's galvanic cell erupts with a thunderous crackle of the Motive Force.
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YOU[Attack] "Death to Chaos spawn!"continues where this line first appears above
Preacher(sequence)
Argenta"Sacrilege! Here, on the soil of an Imperial world!"
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HeinrixHeinrix hisses through gritted teeth. "I knew our meeting on Rykad Minoris wouldn't be the last, but to run into this anathema here... Kiava Gamma did not merely succumb to heresy, [Name]. Your world is in the clutches of the greatest evil known to the Imperium."
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PasqalPasqal gazes at his former brethren and whispers dryly, "The Noosphere signature of the defective units has been archived. In accordance with the sacred commandments, I will tolerate no heresy and hereby sentence you to categorical disposal without redemption."
Eogunn"For thus spake the Machine God in the all-comprehending binharic: 'The distortion of My design is heresy.' Before the Omnissiah's gaze, I declare this verdict righteous, and I echo it a hundredfold."
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EogunnEogunn speaks softly, raising his hands: "For thus spake the Machine God in the all-comprehending binharic: 'The distortion of My design is heresy.' The brethren who have succumbed to this blight must be utterly purged, before they spread the corruption further."
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Idira"Voice... that voice... have I heard it before? Or, no? It's like... it drowns out all other voices... let's leave. Quickly, please!"
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SolomorneSolomorne stares at the monstrous figure with glassy eyes. "I thought I knew everything about Lex Imperialis violations, but that thing offends His Law by its very existence..."