Orjetax
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[A carefully copied page from an illuminated manuscript]
In the darkest hour of the night, on the third day of the Month of the Tides, in the year 4207 of Man’s Reckoning, the Star Messiah revealed himself.
His chariot of starmetal and flames rent the heavens and made the night as bright as morning. The skies boomed with the great crash of heaven’s drum; and when the Great Chariot touched earth it tore great furrows and threw high clouds of dust and ash.
The Star Messiah stood before all of the people of the earth. His divinity was manifest. He swept away the old gods - for who could deny the truth of The One who appeared to us like a comet? Whose limbs were made of living starmetal? Who stood flanked by archangels clad in great suits of armor that loved as easily as flesh?
To the Star Messiah alone belonged all divine and temporal authority. He gathered the peoples of all nations unto him. The people of Avenelia renounced their faithless ways and took up mortification of the flesh. The savage manbeasts of Thur’g’arkuk did abandon their barbarism and knelt in fealty.
Even the great beast, the fruminous bandersnatch, That-Which-Is-Called-Jabberwock bends to the Star Messiah’s will.
The most faithful, he has granted the armament of heaven, that we might make ready and bear out his will. All strive to be granted the honor of wielding Lasgun or Heavy Bolter in the name of the Star Messiah.
He has told us we must make ready. That we must steal ourselves for a day when the Great Chariot will return to the skies. That we must take up arms against the spirits and demons in whom evil is incarnate. The Green Orkses. Stunted Halfmen. The Wicked Imperium and their Corpseprince. When the day comes, all shall be ready to serve.
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In the darkest hour of the night, on the third day of the Month of the Tides, in the year 4207 of Man’s Reckoning, the Star Messiah revealed himself.
His chariot of starmetal and flames rent the heavens and made the night as bright as morning. The skies boomed with the great crash of heaven’s drum; and when the Great Chariot touched earth it tore great furrows and threw high clouds of dust and ash.
The Star Messiah stood before all of the people of the earth. His divinity was manifest. He swept away the old gods - for who could deny the truth of The One who appeared to us like a comet? Whose limbs were made of living starmetal? Who stood flanked by archangels clad in great suits of armor that loved as easily as flesh?
To the Star Messiah alone belonged all divine and temporal authority. He gathered the peoples of all nations unto him. The people of Avenelia renounced their faithless ways and took up mortification of the flesh. The savage manbeasts of Thur’g’arkuk did abandon their barbarism and knelt in fealty.
Even the great beast, the fruminous bandersnatch, That-Which-Is-Called-Jabberwock bends to the Star Messiah’s will.
The most faithful, he has granted the armament of heaven, that we might make ready and bear out his will. All strive to be granted the honor of wielding Lasgun or Heavy Bolter in the name of the Star Messiah.
He has told us we must make ready. That we must steal ourselves for a day when the Great Chariot will return to the skies. That we must take up arms against the spirits and demons in whom evil is incarnate. The Green Orkses. Stunted Halfmen. The Wicked Imperium and their Corpseprince. When the day comes, all shall be ready to serve.
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