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Ow, that hurt. I opened my eyes and got up. Wait…what the fuck?
I was in a barren wasteland. Some guy in black, gold and spiky armour was right next to me, making small, piteous noises. I walked and left him.
I climbed this hill and surveyed the area. Some blue and gold people were shooting more black and gold people. I ducked my head and crawled away.
A dying blue and gold person with weird marks on his gun was lying a few yards away from me. I walked over to him and asked;
"Hey, can I borrow this?"
He didn't respond. I waved a hand in front of his face… wait, what was on my hand? I was wearing this huge red metal glove. But when I touched it, I could feel it. Was this metal thing part of me?
It was. Apparently I've become a cyborg. Well, I picked up the dead guy's gun, and got up. Milliseconds later, something hit me and I fell over again. I heard heavy footsteps, and another voice screamed;
"BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!"
He had this massive axe, and he swung it towards my face. I darted out of the way, punched him over, and seeing as he was about to attack me from the ground, I had no choice but to shoot him. Damn, these guns have a lot of recoil.
This was an active warzone. My first instincts told me that much. So I set about getting the hell out of here.

It was night. I'd been surveying the battle between the black & gold guys and the blue & yellow guys. The Black and Golds were in greater numbers, but somehow the Blue and Yellows managed to pull through. They got cut up pretty badly, though.
I walked over to the rock that I had built a fire next to, and sat down.
Holy shit, what was that? I got up quickly and looked at the rock. I'm pretty sure I sat on something. There was nothing on the rock. I felt around my backside and felt something cold. I pulled out my hand and saw a… chainsaw. With a sword's handle. Say what you want, but that'll make a kick-ass weapon.
I walked slowly up to the top of a small hill. I saw these planes coming down to pick up the blue and gold people. Maybe if I could get a lift.
I took a few steps when a weird voice said : "Stay right where you are, Blood Angel."
I turned very slowly. There was this chick in weird clothes with a fucking big spear-thing. With her were a floating tank, three groups of people with black clothes and weird guns, and this huge walking robot-thing with a massive sword.
Oh Fuck.

I held up my hands in the gesture of surrender. On every one of their faces was the biggest shock of their lives. Then the chick with the spear and this other voice from behind me said;
"A Blood Angel? Surrendering?"
I turned around slowly, and saw the blue and gold guys with their guns raised to me, and the other people. Were the surprises never going to end?
On their faces were the same look of disbelief, shock, surprise and cold anger. It was clear that these two … factions… were enemies. I decided to take whatever action I could.
"Look, can either of you two people tell me what the fuck is going on?"
The blue and yellow guys were stunned. The other group were stunned. I knew what they were thinking. What the fuck happened to this dipshit?
The Blue and Yellow guy that spoke said;
"We have come to retake this world."
To which the chick with the spear said;
"This world is ours now, fool. Your time is over."
What the fuck were those? I saw something that looked like oil spilling down the sky, and said;
"No, I mean what the fuck is going on with that thing?" Still with my right hand up, I pointed with my left hand at the sky.
Both groups reacted with noises of disbelief and bewilderment. Will no-one answer my fucking question?

It was later and still no-one would answer my question. It seems like these two factions are trying their best to ignore me, but they were working together. Looks like I tripped on something huge.
The Blue and Yellow leader was talking to the chick with the spear in loud, and undoubtedly argumentative, voices so everyone heard.
"You are going to capture those ruins, and maybe we will all survive!"
"And leave you to run away, Eldar? No, I think we will need to fight this together. So either you move and capture that ravine, or we will openly shoot you where you stand!"
These guys were never going to work together. I bet that those… Eldar… will ditch at the first sign of trouble. But the Blue and Yellow guys… the… Space Marines… will stand and fight, I think.

Later again, I was on one side of a ditch, and a mixed Eldar and Space marine force were in the trees. I just kept away from both of them.
Then something appeared. It was like an earthquake, but the noise seemed to be coming from not too far from me. I tightened my grip on the…chainsword… and took a breath. Something told me that it might be the last breath I take.
Then these things came around and over a hill. As soon as they did, everyone started firing. God, the noise was deafening.
Pretty soon they came to me. Using skills I didn't know I had, I cut them down, one by one. Any that tried to attack me were only armed with huge claw-things but they were pretty weak with them. The chainsword revved again and again, each time cutting through those things' skulls. Everyone was shooting at me, the Space Marines Trying not to hit me and the Eldar not giving a crap what was in the way.
My universe shrank. It became the aliens, me, the chainsword and blood. Lots of blood.

I sliced through one, and didn't find any more to kill. I looked around. No-one else got hurt even a little bit, and everyone was staring at me. I stared back, 'What the hell?' radiating from every particle of my being.
Then more of them came. Bigger ones, ones that looked human. Except they had four arms with claws.
My universe shrank again. Blood, blood, blood, more blood, even more blood, wet iron… oh no, that was blood. Then it stopped again.
I stood there, head bowed and panting. What the fuck was this, what the hell was going on, and why am I in the midst of it?
I put my hand to my face, but it got blocked halfway. God, I was wearing a helmet the whole time and I didn't even notice! I took off the helmet, spat out a bit of black-ish stuff and put it on again. Then the earthquake started again.
This time, it was actually from under the ground. Something big was tunnelling under the hill.
Then it burst out of the ditch. It had six huge claws that were being quick put to action. This thing was bad, whatever it was. I decided to put it out of action.
I ran up to it, which might not have been the best idea, but it focused its attention on me. It swung a claw at me. I jumped, and landed on the claw. It felt like an old board that might break at any given second. So I ran, jumping onto other claws that came up to hit me.
Then I was up against its face. My chainsword was in my hand. I swung, stroke three times, and stabbed it. It fell over backwards, which was lucky for me. I rode its corpse down to the earth and… yeuch! My boots were imbedded in its brain! I squelched out and walked back to the Space Marines and Eldar.
They had stunned looks on their faces. What the fuck were they staring at me for? Then one of them said;
"You fight like a Primarch, Blood Angel."
A What? But before anyone explained further, the Eldar people had vanished with blue flashes. Then the Space Marine Leader yelled out:
"Traitorous Degenerate Eldar! All units, re-deploy to Captain Ignotus's Position!"
I began to follow the others, but a voice yelled at me; "Up front, Blood Angel! The Captain wants to see you!"
I ran double-time to the front of the column. The Space Marines were still all staring at me. Then the Captain spoke.
"Blood Angel. Today You fought with the power of a Primarch. And you still can fight?"
"Yeah, Sure."
"You will be reassigned to Commander Octavius's Company. He desperately needs all skilled melee units that he can get.
"Now get going."

Time passed as the company ran through a valley, a gulch, three rivers and a forest. Not many enemies came at us, but those that were the …Tyranids. They were mainly small, scraggly things with small claws, and were easily pacified. But as we climbed over a small hill, there was a scene of utter chaos.
A bunch of the black and gold people… Chaos Marines, were firing at a small group of army soldiers…Imperial Guard, who were entrenched in and around a chapel-place with a golden statue of some guy… the Emperor, on top. God, the Guard were getting slaughtered.
We were given the order to charge. I immediately took my mind off everything else.
My universe shrank a little, but not as much. This time, they had guns, so I had to be careful. But it was the same strategy, same manoeuvres. The chainsword revving was all I could hear, and its blur all I could see, apart from any stray bullets or any enemies. They were all chanting;
"We Have Returned! DEATH TO THE FALSE EMPEROR!"
What the fuck, seriously, was going on? But the Captain of the Space Marines screamed out;
"COURAGE AND HONOR! BY THE EMPEROR'S WRATH!"
And the battle truly begun. There were some huge Chaos Marines with some fucking scary weapons, like massive claws that had spikes on them. One ran right at me. So I lifted my leg, kicked him in the chest and somehow managed to remain standing. He was dazed. I knew that if I let him live, I was dead. So I ended it quickly and slashed his head to pieces with the chainsword and moved onto the next enemy.
All the rest were easy, compared to the first one. But there was also this thing with a floating skull that accompanied it, that raised its head and frowned at me. I didn't waste time. Its face was a mask of fear, confusion and bewilderment, as if something hadn't worked. I batted away the floating skull, and finished him with a stab to his throat.
Then the sun rose over the mountain. Where were the other Space Marines?

I was alone on the battlefield, stomping in my last enemy's skull. He had spikes on his helmet, but I had boots tough enough to stomp through. He didn't live long.
Then something laughed. Something huge. I turned to the chapel-place, and something huge with four black arms and two swords smashed down the statue. It crashed to the ground, shattering to pieces.
I stepped forward and looked up to it. What right did it have to knock down that statue? I stepped forward.
"HEY! COME DOWN HERE AND FIGHT LIKE A MAN, PUSSY!"
It laughed at me again, and jumped down. Sure, it was big, and it had swords as tall as me, but what right did it have to come in here, and destroy all these people and buildings? I tightened my grip on my chainsword and stepped forward.
"Are you suicidal, Blood Angel? Or are you not as milk-sodden as your Primarch made you?"
"Are you looking for something? Because you can go and see where it leads you!"
It laughed again. It swung one of its swords at me, and I barely got my chainsword up in time. God, it had some power behind it. I recovered, tried to mount a counterattack, but another sword came up to block my blow. As that happened, the other blade came up to stab me. I dodged, and spun around three times more to block his counterattacks.
Then I jumped, in a typical overhead smash, towards its head. It paused for a second, and that was its death. My chainsword ripped into its skull and brain, and its corpse dropped to the ground underneath me.
I pulled out the chainsword, and a voice, crackly and interrupted by static, came out over the radio.
"Very good, Blood Angel. You've defeated a Keeper of Secrets. Very good work. But can you push the fight? What you need to do now is to go to the heart of the enemy and annihilate their door to this world."

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Ow, that hurt. I opened my eyes and got up. Wait…what the fuck?
I was in a barren wasteland. Some guy in black, gold and spiky armour was right next to me, making small, piteous noises. I walked and left him.
I climbed this hill and surveyed the area. Some blue and gold people were shooting more black and gold people. I ducked my head and crawled away.
A dying blue and gold person with weird marks on his gun was lying a few yards away from me. I walked over to him and asked;
"Hey, can I borrow this?"
He didn't respond. I waved a hand in front of his face… wait, what was on my hand? I was wearing this huge red metal glove. But when I touched it, I could feel it. Was this metal thing part of me?
It was. Apparently I've become a cyborg. Well, I picked up the dead guy's gun, and got up. Milliseconds later, something hit me and I fell over again. I heard heavy footsteps, and another voice screamed;
"BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!"
He had this massive axe, and he swung it towards my face. I darted out of the way, punched him over, and seeing as he was about to attack me from the ground, I had no choice but to shoot him. Damn, these guns have a lot of recoil.
This was an active warzone. My first instincts told me that much. So I set about getting the hell out of here.

It was night. I'd been surveying the battle between the black & gold guys and the blue & yellow guys. The Black and Golds were in greater numbers, but somehow the Blue and Yellows managed to pull through. They got cut up pretty badly, though.
I walked over to the rock that I had built a fire next to, and sat down.
Holy shit, what was that? I got up quickly and looked at the rock. I'm pretty sure I sat on something. There was nothing on the rock. I felt around my backside and felt something cold. I pulled out my hand and saw a… chainsaw. With a sword's handle. Say what you want, but that'll make a kick-ass weapon.
I walked slowly up to the top of a small hill. I saw these planes coming down to pick up the blue and gold people. Maybe if I could get a lift.
I took a few steps when a weird voice said : "Stay right where you are, Blood Angel."
I turned very slowly. There was this chick in weird clothes with a fucking big spear-thing. With her were a floating tank, three groups of people with black clothes and weird guns, and this huge walking robot-thing with a massive sword.
Oh Fuck.

I held up my hands in the gesture of surrender. On every one of their faces was the biggest shock of their lives. Then the chick with the spear and this other voice from behind me said;
"A Blood Angel? Surrendering?"
I turned around slowly, and saw the blue and gold guys with their guns raised to me, and the other people. Were the surprises never going to end?
On their faces were the same look of disbelief, shock, surprise and cold anger. It was clear that these two … factions… were enemies. I decided to take whatever action I could.
"Look, can either of you two people tell me what the fuck is going on?"
The blue and yellow guys were stunned. The other group were stunned. I knew what they were thinking. What the fuck happened to this dipshit?
The Blue and Yellow guy that spoke said;
"We have come to retake this world."
To which the chick with the spear said;
"This world is ours now, fool. Your time is over."
What the fuck were those? I saw something that looked like oil spilling down the sky, and said;
"No, I mean what the fuck is going on with that thing?" Still with my right hand up, I pointed with my left hand at the sky.
Both groups reacted with noises of disbelief and bewilderment. Will no-one answer my fucking question?

It was later and still no-one would answer my question. It seems like these two factions are trying their best to ignore me, but they were working together. Looks like I tripped on something huge.
The Blue and Yellow leader was talking to the chick with the spear in loud, and undoubtedly argumentative, voices so everyone heard.
"You are going to capture those ruins, and maybe we will all survive!"
"And leave you to run away, Eldar? No, I think we will need to fight this together. So either you move and capture that ravine, or we will openly shoot you where you stand!"
These guys were never going to work together. I bet that those… Eldar… will ditch at the first sign of trouble. But the Blue and Yellow guys… the… Space Marines… will stand and fight, I think.

Later again, I was on one side of a ditch, and a mixed Eldar and Space marine force were in the trees. I just kept away from both of them.
Then something appeared. It was like an earthquake, but the noise seemed to be coming from not too far from me. I tightened my grip on the…chainsword… and took a breath. Something told me that it might be the last breath I take.
Then these things came around and over a hill. As soon as they did, everyone started firing. God, the noise was deafening.
Pretty soon they came to me. Using skills I didn't know I had, I cut them down, one by one. Any that tried to attack me were only armed with huge claw-things but they were pretty weak with them. The chainsword revved again and again, each time cutting through those things' skulls. Everyone was shooting at me, the Space Marines Trying not to hit me and the Eldar not giving a crap what was in the way.
My universe shrank. It became the aliens, me, the chainsword and blood. Lots of blood.

I sliced through one, and didn't find any more to kill. I looked around. No-one else got hurt even a little bit, and everyone was staring at me. I stared back, 'What the hell?' radiating from every particle of my being.
Then more of them came. Bigger ones, ones that looked human. Except they had four arms with claws.
My universe shrank again. Blood, blood, blood, more blood, even more blood, wet iron… oh no, that was blood. Then it stopped again.
I stood there, head bowed and panting. What the fuck was this, what the hell was going on, and why am I in the midst of it?
I put my hand to my face, but it got blocked halfway. God, I was wearing a helmet the whole time and I didn't even notice! I took off the helmet, spat out a bit of black-ish stuff and put it on again. Then the earthquake started again.
This time, it was actually from under the ground. Something big was tunnelling under the hill.
Then it burst out of the ditch. It had six huge claws that were being quick put to action. This thing was bad, whatever it was. I decided to put it out of action.
I ran up to it, which might not have been the best idea, but it focused its attention on me. It swung a claw at me. I jumped, and landed on the claw. It felt like an old board that might break at any given second. So I ran, jumping onto other claws that came up to hit me.
Then I was up against its face. My chainsword was in my hand. I swung, stroke three times, and stabbed it. It fell over backwards, which was lucky for me. I rode its corpse down to the earth and… yeuch! My boots were imbedded in its brain! I squelched out and walked back to the Space Marines and Eldar.
They had stunned looks on their faces. What the fuck were they staring at me for? Then one of them said;
"You fight like a Primarch, Blood Angel."
A What? But before anyone explained further, the Eldar people had vanished with blue flashes. Then the Space Marine Leader yelled out:
"Traitorous Degenerate Eldar! All units, re-deploy to Captain Ignotus's Position!"
I began to follow the others, but a voice yelled at me; "Up front, Blood Angel! The Captain wants to see you!"
I ran double-time to the front of the column. The Space Marines were still all staring at me. Then the Captain spoke.
"Blood Angel. Today You fought with the power of a Primarch. And you still can fight?"
"Yeah, Sure."
"You will be reassigned to Commander Octavius's Company. He desperately needs all skilled melee units that he can get.
"Now get going."

Time passed as the company ran through a valley, a gulch, three rivers and a forest. Not many enemies came at us, but those that were the …Tyranids. They were mainly small, scraggly things with small claws, and were easily pacified. But as we climbed over a small hill, there was a scene of utter chaos.
A bunch of the black and gold people… Chaos Marines, were firing at a small group of army soldiers…Imperial Guard, who were entrenched in and around a chapel-place with a golden statue of some guy… the Emperor, on top. God, the Guard were getting slaughtered.
We were given the order to charge. I immediately took my mind off everything else.
My universe shrank a little, but not as much. This time, they had guns, so I had to be careful. But it was the same strategy, same manoeuvres. The chainsword revving was all I could hear, and its blur all I could see, apart from any stray bullets or any enemies. They were all chanting;
"We Have Returned! DEATH TO THE FALSE EMPEROR!"
What the fuck, seriously, was going on? But the Captain of the Space Marines screamed out;
"COURAGE AND HONOR! BY THE EMPEROR'S WRATH!"
And the battle truly begun. There were some huge Chaos Marines with some fucking scary weapons, like massive claws that had spikes on them. One ran right at me. So I lifted my leg, kicked him in the chest and somehow managed to remain standing. He was dazed. I knew that if I let him live, I was dead. So I ended it quickly and slashed his head to pieces with the chainsword and moved onto the next enemy.
All the rest were easy, compared to the first one. But there was also this thing with a floating skull that accompanied it, that raised its head and frowned at me. I didn't waste time. Its face was a mask of fear, confusion and bewilderment, as if something hadn't worked. I batted away the floating skull, and finished him with a stab to his throat.
Then the sun rose over the mountain. Where were the other Space Marines?

I was alone on the battlefield, stomping in my last enemy's skull. He had spikes on his helmet, but I had boots tough enough to stomp through. He didn't live long.
Then something laughed. Something huge. I turned to the chapel-place, and something huge with four black arms and two swords smashed down the statue. It crashed to the ground, shattering to pieces.
I stepped forward and looked up to it. What right did it have to knock down that statue? I stepped forward.
"HEY! COME DOWN HERE AND FIGHT LIKE A MAN, PUSSY!"
It laughed at me again, and jumped down. Sure, it was big, and it had swords as tall as me, but what right did it have to come in here, and destroy all these people and buildings? I tightened my grip on my chainsword and stepped forward.
"Are you suicidal, Blood Angel? Or are you not as milk-sodden as your Primarch made you?"
"Are you looking for something? Because you can go and see where it leads you!"
It laughed again. It swung one of its swords at me, and I barely got my chainsword up in time. God, it had some power behind it. I recovered, tried to mount a counterattack, but another sword came up to block my blow. As that happened, the other blade came up to stab me. I dodged, and spun around three times more to block his counterattacks.
Then I jumped, in a typical overhead smash, towards its head. It paused for a second, and that was its death. My chainsword ripped into its skull and brain, and its corpse dropped to the ground underneath me.
I pulled out the chainsword, and a voice, crackly and interrupted by static, came out over the radio.
"Very good, Blood Angel. You've defeated a Keeper of Secrets. Very good work. But can you push the fight? What you need to do now is to go to the heart of the enemy and annihilate their door to this world."