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-In Defence of Humanity-
"In Defence of Humanity,
The Emperor stands alone.
His own armies have turned traitor,
His enemies plot his demise.
You must stand against them,
and purge all that would oppose his will."

-The Final Word-
"Do not doubt his will, for it shall bring peace.
Do not question his order, for his might shall be your undoing.
Purge the traitors of Creation, those that do not follow him.
For his shall always be the Final Word.

-You must Protect.-
"The Emperor does not protect.
For what use is an Angel without his blade?
Thus, you must devote thy mind, body and soul to be his blade.
With your blade he strikes at the enemy.
With your gun he shall rend their flesh.
Through thy sacred blade he shall purge the galaxy of those
who would strike at his brethren."

-Thy Vows Renewed-
"Thou art the weapon of the Emperor.
In thy craft you cannot falter.
Lest you wish to turn to darkness,
be blasted and broken a thousand times,
remain true to his divine will.
It is with these words that you pledge yourself
to an eternity of glory.
Honor, Duty or Death.

-Look Around-
In the midst of the Imperium,
behind the shield that is the Emperor,
you see humanity,
which has taken its place
amongst the races of the galaxy.
In the midst of the Eye,
under the blade that is Chaos,
you see humanity,
blasted, beaten, broken,
half starved and in fear for its life.
To which end did the heretic throw itself?

-Divine Shield-
The Emperor lies broken.
He, who has defended us for ten millenia,
has been reduced to little more than a corpse
for his unwavering duty.
Now, it falls unto you
to pick up the blade and the shield
to take the fight to those that would see him gone.

-End Thy Enemy's Suffering-
If your enemy lies broken by your hand,
do not allow them to recuperate.
They shall onky rise stronger than ever before
and take the fight again to smite thee.

-Angel's Vow-
I hereby consign my mind, body and soul
to eternal service to the Emperor.
Let no pestilence touch me.
Let no temptation take me.
Let no famine plague me.
Let me practice my craft of war.

Description
-In Defence of Humanity-
"In Defence of Humanity,
The Emperor stands alone.
His own armies have turned traitor,
His enemies plot his demise.
You must stand against them,
and purge all that would oppose his will."

-The Final Word-
"Do not doubt his will, for it shall bring peace.
Do not question his order, for his might shall be your undoing.
Purge the traitors of Creation, those that do not follow him.
For his shall always be the Final Word.

-You must Protect.-
"The Emperor does not protect.
For what use is an Angel without his blade?
Thus, you must devote thy mind, body and soul to be his blade.
With your blade he strikes at the enemy.
With your gun he shall rend their flesh.
Through thy sacred blade he shall purge the galaxy of those
who would strike at his brethren."

-Thy Vows Renewed-
"Thou art the weapon of the Emperor.
In thy craft you cannot falter.
Lest you wish to turn to darkness,
be blasted and broken a thousand times,
remain true to his divine will.
It is with these words that you pledge yourself
to an eternity of glory.
Honor, Duty or Death.

-Look Around-
In the midst of the Imperium,
behind the shield that is the Emperor,
you see humanity,
which has taken its place
amongst the races of the galaxy.
In the midst of the Eye,
under the blade that is Chaos,
you see humanity,
blasted, beaten, broken,
half starved and in fear for its life.
To which end did the heretic throw itself?

-Divine Shield-
The Emperor lies broken.
He, who has defended us for ten millenia,
has been reduced to little more than a corpse
for his unwavering duty.
Now, it falls unto you
to pick up the blade and the shield
to take the fight to those that would see him gone.

-End Thy Enemy's Suffering-
If your enemy lies broken by your hand,
do not allow them to recuperate.
They shall onky rise stronger than ever before
and take the fight again to smite thee.

-Angel's Vow-
I hereby consign my mind, body and soul
to eternal service to the Emperor.
Let no pestilence touch me.
Let no temptation take me.
Let no famine plague me.
Let me practice my craft of war.