And They Shall Know No Fear...
I have spent my entire life with the echoes of the immaterium invading my mind. I was born on the war ship Ticonderoga while the ship was hurtling through the warp. I was baptized in battle, and was quickly discovered by the crew to possess powerful psychic potential. The black ship came for me when I was only 4 years old. Only brief ‘glimpses’ of the black ship remain in my memory. I don’t remember arriving at holy Terra, but I do remember the terrors that I was exposed to in order to test my ability. I spent the next few cycles of my life constantly being tested and every day my powers grew. I quickly began to grow extremely confident in my abilities; I was able to push my limits further and further. My specialty lay in what many of my teachers considered one of most limited disciplines, but to me, pyromancy is not just a discipline. It’s is an extension of my very soul, my very being pouring forth to bring light to the galaxy.
Bored with this dry monologue yet? Yeah, me too. I hate that crap, I’ve read mission reports from other imperial psykers and they all stink of that same self-reflecting prattle. Truth be told, most of the other imperial psykers hated me. Why? I don’t really know I never paid much attention to them. May they all have fun face sucking the throne, and feeding the Emperor. Don’t get me wrong, I am completely on board with burning heretics in his name, but honestly im on board with burning anything. Have you ever seen fire in zero-gravity? Fucking beautiful! Do you know what makes it even better? I’ll tell you what is better, watching an Ork’s face melt, and then his eyeballs exploding making those little sizzling popping sounds that make me giggle uncontrollably. Tell you what, am I excited that I am to date the youngest sanctioned psyker to ever be admitted and trained as a Primaris Psyker? Hells yes I am, not that I care that I’m some type of poster child for the imperium now, but now I get even more opportunities to do what I do best. Blow the shit outa heretics and xenos in the Emperors name! Sure I’ve stepped on a few toes on my way to the top, but when I got the opportunity to join up with Inquisitor Malthus and get to hang with the Ordo Hereticus I exploded, literally!
I wonder if it is true that the sisters of battle are naked under their power armor! I’m about to find out, and melt the face of some heretics at the same time. Fucking A!