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Previously, on the Gathering Storm... Cadia Falls as the 13th Black Crusade launches in full. Ynnead, Eldar God of the Dead, awakes in the ruins of Biel-Tan, and his Emmsiary, Yvraine, gathers a host of various Eldar together to form the Ynnarri. Archmagos Belisarius Cawl has an ancient pact to keep with the Lord of Ultramar (as well as a super-secret package to deliver) and must get to Macragge. Inquisitor Katarinya Greyfax can’t stop thinking about Saint Celestine…
Part One – Ultramar Defiant
High in the mountains of Laphis (Shrine World, Macragge System), Black Legionaries prowl the aftermath of a bloody battle against some Ultramar Defense Auxilia. War has come to Realm of Ultramar. Not all is quiet though – the Chaos Marines have detected a build-up of aetheric energy but before they can make sense of it, a massive blast of energy hurls them about. A Webway Gate reveals itself and Ynnari and Celestinian forces burst forth, quickly cutting down the surprised Black Legion marines. Despite their alliance, the Eldar and Imperial forces remain uneasy of each other, Marshal Amalrich and Inquisitor Greyfax most of all. Saint Celestine smooths things over as debate over their next move gets a bit twitchy and it becomes apparent they will need the assistance of the Ultramarines to get to Macragge itself.
Vox intercepts have picked up indicate a massive Chaos invasion – reports of Black Legion, Alpha Legion, Iron Warriors, Emperor’s Children and more are heard. The Eldar/Imperial force sets off towards a nearby Ultramarine fortress, only to see it come under assault from Heldrake hunting packs. The Knights of House Taranis shoot them down and, recognising the authority of both an Inquisitor and the Living Saint herself, the Ultramarine defenders let them in. Celestine explains their mission – Cawl must be given an audience with the Lord of Ultramar, and smiles expectantly as a flight of Stormravens arrive. They were meant to be the air-support for the fortress, but now they’ll take the Ynnari and Celestinian ‘pilgrims’ to a waiting Strike Cruiser. But Not everyone though – of the Eldar only Yvraine and the Visarch will go to Macragge, with the rest of the Ynnari heading back into the Webway to spread word of Ynnead. The bulk of the Battle Sisters, as well as the House Taranis Knights, stay behind on Laphis to help its defence too.
The Ultramarines are cautious. The travellers are kept under guard as the Strike Cruiser makes the journey to Macragge and a meeting with Marneus Calgar, Lord of Ultramar. Amalrich and the Eldar aren’t too keen on being essentially locked up with nothing and The Visarch eventually takes to sparring abit with the Black Templar Marshal. Cawl purges Greyfax of the mindshackle scarabs that Trazyn had used to keep her captive and she endures the agonising process by keeping a close eye on Celestine. She was beginning to see that Celestine’s “divinity” was the real deal, that the light of her faith shines righteous. But Greyfax is still an Ordo Hereticus Inquisitor – she is well aware of tricks and 'miracles' of foul nature. While she hopes Celestine is indeed uncorrupted, she is alert of the slightest hint of duplicity. Meanwhile, Yvraine and Cawl have a lengthy and circumspect conversation about upcoming events…
The Strike Cruiser reaches Macragge, only to find itself amidst a pitched space battle between the Ultramar Defence Fleet and the attacking Chaos Fleet. Macragge is under a full scale Chaos Invasion. Braving the firepower of ships from the Black Legion, Iron Warriors, the Purge and the Night Lords, the Ynnari and the Celestinians ride Stormravens down to the planet. Marneus Calgar has been informed of their arrival, along with their urgent request to meet with the Lord of Ultramar, and he awaits with interest. The battle rages around the Fortress of Hera, as the Ultramarines escort them to the strategium. Waiting them there are Chapter Master Calgar, First Captain Agemman, Chief Librarian Tigurius and Grand Master Voldus of the Grey Knight 3rd Brotherhood. Amalrich, Greyfax and Celestine bow before Calgar while the Eldar and Cawl stand impassively. Calgar reveals that he has no knowledge of who Cawl is and that he certainly hasn’t made any pact with an Archmagos. The Celestinians, bar Celestine herself who suddenly realises what’s going on, turn to Cawl in shock as he says he has no business with Calgar. He’s come to see the real Lord of Ultramar - Roboute Guilliman himself.
This raises an immediate outcry amongst the Ultramarines and weapons are raised in warning, as Cawl speaks basically of sacrilege. Celestine tries to explain - “would it help if I said we’re on a mission from God?” – but finds muzzles aimed her way too. Yvraine and the Visarch ready themselves for battle, but Chief Librarian Tigurius speaks up for Cawl. He has been having ominous visions of troubling times, visions that had helped prepare Macragge for defence against the Chaos Invasion, and he believes that these travellers have an important role to play. Calgar, who is still overseeing the defence of Macragge in the background as the standoff/discussion takes place, makes his decision: they will be allowed to enter the Shrine of Guilliman, but under heavy Ultramarine guard. Greyfax shared a glance with Amalrich – the Ultramarines would not be the only ones to exact swift vengeance if Cawl or the Ynnari stepped out of line with any more unexpected revelations.
Agemman stays behind to oversee the defences, while Calgar, Tigurius, Voldus, a smattering of 1st and 3rd Company Battle-Brothers and Honour Guard escort the Cawl and his compatriots to the Shrine. Guilliman lies before them, on a Throne of marble, gold and adamantium surrounded by the workings of his stasis field, the wounds on his armour from his final duel with Fulgrim still visible. Pausing to bow respect before the Primarch, Calgar again demands Cawl to tell him what his purpose is. Cawl explains that 10 millennia ago, before Guilliman was mortally wounded, the Primarch came to him and charged him with two great labours and that he was here to deliver on the first of those promises. Cawl had brought with him a new suit of armour fit for the Primarch, one that’s life-support systems could heal his wounds. The Ultramarines are stunned into silence – their Primarch, living and breathing again… could it be possible? Yvraine speaks up, explaining that the power she wields as the Emissary of Ynnead will be key to restoring Guilliman. But such power is not wielded without sacrifice – for Guilliman to live again, he must first die. This raises the immediate ire of the Ultramarines again, Calgar declaring that no witch will ever lay hands on the Primarch. Voldus, Greyfax and Marshal Amalrich stand with Calgar. Tigurius moves to stand with Cawl and the Ynnari. Celestine implores everyone to have faith; that this is the will of the Emperor. Weapons are raised yet again, and tensions are about to boil over…
Calgar receives a priority vox, and he’s barely able to shout a warning as an Ultramarine Thunderhawk comes crashing down in the cavernous shrine. Spilling out from its holds come a host of Chaos Raptors, wearing the colours of the Black Legion. They fan out quickly, attaching spiked icons to the floor. Teleportation flares thunder out, and Black Legion Terminators warp in and start laying fire into the Ultramarines. Calgar is aghast – Chaos, in the Primarch’s Shrine??? It’s more likely than you think! Forced to put aside his distrust of Cawl and the Ynnari for the moment, he charges into the Chaos forces - Celestine, Amalrich and Voldus with him - as pitched battle breaks out. Greyfax meanwhile copped a glancing hit in the opening salvo that knocked the wind out of her, and she’s forced to take cover. While she’s hanging back, she’s assessing the battlefield and can’t help but notice Celestine cutting a swathe through the Chaos marines – she may not fully trust the Saint, but she could not fault the woman’s selflessness or skill. Eyes on the prize Katarinya…
Greyfax’s psyocculum starts picking up on weird readings. Following the psyocculum’s needle, she notices Cawl, Tigurius and the Ynnari standing next to Guilliman’s stasis-pod. She watches as Tigurius blasts some charging Bezerkers and the realises that the weird readings she’s getting are of the psyocculum picking up a life energy transfer from the dead Bezerkers to Yvraine. She’s tries to dash out of cover, intending to go stop whatever unholy ritual is about to be performed, but she’s pinned in place by autocannon fire. Calgar notices the commotion too, and watches in horror as Yvraine raises her sword above Guilliman. He shouts a command to Tigurius, ordering him to stop the xenos witch, but Tigurius shakes his head in response as Yvraine cuts through the power cables sustaining the stasis field. The auto-reliquary that Cawl had been transporting then unfurls, and engulfs Guilliman.
The Black Legion forces, as if sensing the immensity of what’s about to happen, redouble their attacks and start to push the Ultramarine defenders back. A Chaos Sorcerer uses the new Heretic Astartes Geomortis Psychic Powers (pick up your datacards today kids!) to try and collapse the very foundations of the shrine itself – Tigurius desperately trying to make his Deny the Witch roll to prevent it – as Grey Knight Paladins teleport in shore up the defence. The battle hangs in the balance…. But a new wave of Dreadclaws smash down – 10 of the them! – and disgorge nearly a hundred new chaos marines into the fray. Calgar tries to rally to the Primarch’s Throne, but he’s tarpitted and brought to the ground by pile of Chaos Marines. Celestine is injured, an arm hanging uselessly at her side, and Amalarich finds himself bogged down too. Things look done for the Imperials as the Black Legion forces are mere meters from the throne… when the lights on the auto-reliquary blink from red to green. With a hiss, the arms of the auto-reliquary fold back and stepping out with a breathtaking splendour strides Roboute Guilliman.
(There’s a quick aside here, to briefly refresh our knowledge of the Primarchs and Guilliman in particular. It matches up with the fluff from the Horus Heresy series, alluding to Imperium Secundus amongst other things)
A stunned silence sweeps over the battlefield for a few moments as the presence of a Primarch seems to fill the massive room. It’s broken by the crazed charge of a lone Bezerker, who rushes Guilliman. But, with a speed that even the Ynnari would struggle to match, Guilliman neatly swings the Emperor’s Sword and cleaves the Bezerker in two. The moment is broken, and with a hateful cry the Black Legion forces charge at the Primarch. Guilliman strides directly to meet them. Celestine was not immune to the presence of the Primarch either – she sees it as straight up vindication of everything she has ever fought for, the Emperor’s Will made manifest. She sheds a single golden tear as she offers up prayers of thanks to the Emperor. A Black Legionnaire tries to strike at her while she’s distracted, except Celestine is anything but – she feels her injuries heal, and she drives the Ardent Blade through the traitor. She takes to the air, jumping across the battlefield to land next to Greyfax, who’s blasting away at Heretics with her boltgun.
“I erred,” Greyfax admits, “and I will do Penance. You truly are the instrument of the Emperor’s Will.”
“Vigilance is not a sin, Katarinya,” Celestine replies, “You serve Him as surely as I”.
“Indeed. Let us serve him together, as true warriors of Faith.” Together, Celestine and Greyfax launch themselves into the battle. Way better love story than Twilight.
Guilliman is utterly wrecking the Black Legion forces. None of his foes can even come close to matching the preternatural speed and skill of a Primarch. Every swing of his sword, every shot from his gauntlet sends traitor marines crumbling. His expression is grave – his last memory was of a desperate battle against a hateful brother, yet now he suddenly finds himself in a strange place surrounded by twisted and warped Astartes. Even the boys in blue are unfamiliar to him, but at least he can recognise them as allies. He eventually pushes to the downed form of Marneus Calgar. Calgar is badly injured, armour cracked and broken, but he’s alive and he looks up into the face of his Primarch in disbelief as Guilliman checks he still lives before moving on to continue his route of the Chaos Marines. The Black Legion morale is broken at this point, and they begin to flee – but not one of the will escape the Fortress of Hera alive.
Reinforcements arrive as the battle winds down, every one of the newly arriving Ultramarines dropping to their knees before the Primarch. Guilliman quickly takes charge of the scene, his strategic acumen taking over. He makes no reference to his miraculous rebirth, and none of the Ultramarines dare ask. News of the Primarch’s Rise spread through the fortress like wildfire, proclamations blaring from every vox speaker on every rampart. The Ultramarine and Ultramar Defense Auxilia manning the battlements are at first confused before finding new strength in the words they hear. In contrast, the Chaos forces arrayed against them begin to feel doubt and unease at the thought of a Primarch meeting them in battle.
Guilliman makes for the strategium, with a wounded Calgar at his side, where he formally requests command of the battle from First Captain Agemman. With Guilliman now in charge, the defense of the Fortress of Hera quickly turns in the Ultramarines favour. In short order, the fortress is swept of the Chaos presence and the Ultramarine’s stronghold on Macragge is secured. A ceremony is held in the Chapter Master’s sanctum, now to become the throne-room of the Primarch, as Guilliman is formally invested as a Lord of Ultramar and Master of the Ultramarines in front of the top command personnel and representatives of every Company of the Chapter. Saint Celestine ceremoniously gives him her blessings, and even Yvrainne and the Visarch are lurking in the background watching. The ceremony concludes, with Guilliman requesting to know everything that happened while he was gone…
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Orktober 1st: Introducing the Orks…
The first day of Orktober is here at last! We’ve got stacks of cool and exciting stuff to show you and talk about over the coming weeks, but before we get ahead of ourselves, we thought it only right and proper to formally introduce the Orks to those who may not be familiar with this fan-favourite, belligerent, green-skinned race.
Let’s take a look…
Ever since Mankind first set forth across the stars, it has been subjected to war and death on a scale previously undreamed of. Yet of all the myriad xenos races responsible for this relentless warfare, the Orks are in a class all their own. A crude and warlike breed of hulking brutes, the Orks love nothing more than a good scrap – so much so, in fact, that in the absence of a suitable enemy to take their aggression out on, they will readily fight amongst themselves just for the sheer joy of it. As such, any attempt to reason or negotiate with Orks is doomed to failure.
Orks have been encountered in every corner of Imperial space, and due to their unique biology and the incredible rate with which their populations replenish, they are all but impossible to eradicate. Even the most ruthless purge of Ork numbers seldom earns little more than a temporary respite. The question of how to rid the galaxy of the ‘greenskin menace’ has vexed Imperial scholars and agents of the Ordo Xenos for thousands of years. To this day, Orks remain one of the most bitter enemies of Mankind, responsible for the loss of countless trillions of lives, vast tracts of territory and once even threatening Holy Terra itself.
Ork populations in their infancy form crude and barbaric societies founded on the notion of ‘might makes right’. Due to a quirk in their physical development, the most aggressive and dominant of their kind grow, accordingly, into the largest and most powerful of their tribe, which in turn is led by its strongest member. As their numbers increase and their encampments develop, rival tribes are conquered or otherwise subsumed into larger groups. It is at this stage that Orks begin to emerge who have an innate knowledge of how to push the growing mob to its next evolutionary step, and they are known collectively as Oddboyz:
(Big) Meks:
Ingeniously skilled mechanics with the ability to create deadly weaponry and war machinery from little more than scrap and scavenged parts, Meks provide the ‘teknology’ that Orks rely on to spread carnage and destruction across the galaxy. More often than not, these guns and contraptions shouldn’t function in the conventional sense, but that never seems to stop them and has baffled millennia worth of Tech-Priests and Imperial scholars.
Weirdboyz:
Sometimes referred to as Warpheadz, Weirdboyz are latent psykers who channel the cumulative energy given off by large exuberant Ork hordes into suitably impressive and deadly pyrotechnic displays, from green lightning to giant, stomping manifestations of their deities’ feet! The more Orks there are nearby, the more powerful these manifestations can become.
Painboyz:
Named for their callous lack of patient care or bedside manner, Painboyz are surgeons who are able to patch up traumatic injuries, or work alongside a Mek colleague to graft mechanical replacements onto missing limbs, to get maimed Orks back into the fight.
Runtherdz:
The handlers of the Orks’ diminutive Grot cousins, the Runtherdz have an instinctive talent for goading their charges into doing something useful in battle, be it swarming the foe or bodily clearing a minefield. Runtherdz also serve as the cultural history keepers of the Orks, for they are born with an ancestral memory of past events and the deeds of their clan – not that anyone listens to them.
You can’t learn about Orks without learning about the Waaagh! Ork tribes and clans are unrivalled in the swiftness with which they can develop, rapidly changing from a warband of savages armed with scavenged and improvised weapons into a deadly, space-faring invasion force able to bring whole planetary systems to their knees. Once the population has reached a critical mass, its (now towering) Warboss will launch a Waaagh!, named after the ferocious Ork war cry that has terrorised the armies Mankind on battlefields beyond counting. The Orks will mobilise and unleash total war on their nearest prey, taking to the stars aboard flotillas of crude ships once they have scoured their current location of everything worth fighting.
Sometimes referred to as the ‘green tide’, the bigger and more successful a Waaagh! is, the more Orks it attracts, sometimes from systems away. No one is certain exactly how this occurs or by what means other Orks find out about a Waaagh!, but it appears to take place on a subconscious, even instinctive, level. Buoyed by this steady stream of reinforcements, once a Waaagh! has begun, only the most horrific losses will deter its advance. More often than not, this will be due to the Orks losing their enthusiasm for the fight rather than ‘losing’ in the conventional sense. This is sometimes the result of the death of their leaders and the subsequent in-fighting, and sometimes they just get distracted or find a better fight. In any case, entire worlds or even star systems will have usually been destroyed by the Waaagh! before enough forces can be mobilised to inflict a meaningful defeat against it.
In battle, Orks fight in the simple manner of their gods – the cunning brutality of Gork and the brutal cunning of Mork. More often than not, this sees them perform various types of headlong charges into their intended victims either on foot or on the back of sturdy transport vehicles. After all, the only thing that Orks enjoy more than firing guns, blowing stuff up and racing at dangerously high speeds is fighting in combat. War allows them to freely indulge in most – if not all – of these favourite pastimes, which is why they love it so much!
Since the emergence of the Great Rift, the wars that have erupted across the galaxy in its wake have seen the Orks in their absolute element. One of the largest conflicts has emerged on Vigilus, with Warlord Krooldakka’s invasion giving rise to a Speedwaaagh!, a Genestealer Cult insurrectionand, more recently, an Aeldari invasion as well. The escalating conflict has seen more and more Orks drawn to the sector in search of a good bust-up.
That pretty much covers an overview of the Orks for the moment. Over the coming weeks, we’ll be investigating the six major clans of the Orks and their respective kulturs in greater detail, as well as the ancient legend of the Brainboyz and even more besides.
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Заранее поздравляю всех с 1 сентября.
неплохо сделано. (я бы в нем детали запасные носил)
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Клонирование в мире Молота Войны 40к
Клонирование в мире Молота Войны 40к
Многие из вас слышали и знаю, что в любимом нами мире ВаХи существует такой процесс, как Клонирование.
Про него есть много версий и слухов: якобы что оно запрещено, что оно забыто, используется только хаосом или тёмными эльдар, также, что якобы Криговцы размножаются клонированием или о происхождении Примархов, а так же о том, что Магос Биологис не всё нам рассказывают.
Так что вот решил разобраться с этим вопросом.
Что можно заявить однозначно: клоны в мире "Сорокатысячника" существуют, и это вполне себе каноничная информация.
Некоторые клоны считаются даже не то чтобы обычными Хомо Сапиенс, а уже подвидами людей, Abhumans. Часть подвидов, таких, как скваты, ратлинги, огрины, знают практически все, про остальных кто-то вообще даже никогда не слышал (как и я пока не начал собирать информацию по ним). На всякий случай, список некоторых подвидов людей, официально принятых или ранее считавшихся частью Империума лежит где-то тут в комментах за моим авторством: http://wh.reactor.cc/post/2872064
Итак, что мы знаем о клонах? То, что в разных фантастических и иных вселенных предлагаются разные варианты. Каминоанские Клоны в ЗВ, Гхолы и Тлейлаксу со своими "Матками" в Дюне, Мила Йовович в Пятом Элементе и в Резидентах...
Что можно сказать о клонировании в Вархаммере? Прежде всего то, что оно тут представлено несколькими разными технологиями.
Часть из них описана более-менее широко, часть лишь только упоминается вскользь и некоторые предстают просто догадками.
Итак, начнём, пожалуй, с самых известных и перейдём к остальным.
1) Примархи. "Император использовал свою ДНК" для их создания. Конечно, прямого указания на клонирование тут нет, и "Использование ДНК" может быть всего лишь самым обыкновенным способом размножения, но, всё-таки, тут дело, скорее всего, именно в выращивании клонов или потомства искусственным способом. Не точных клонов, а особей на основе имеющейся ДНК. Более того, были упоминания того, что у Императора, помимо примархов, были и обычные биологические потомки - Sensei, ну там свои тёрки с Инквизицией, Иллюминатами и оживлением Императора. Они изначально описывались, как всамделишные дети императора (не путать с легионом) и имели особенность в виде отсутствия биологического старения, хотя и являлись смертными. Всё просто: инквизиция считает их опаснейшими мутантами, Иллюминаты спасают и собирают для своих целей. Является ли сейчас инфа о них, как и о Звёздном Дитя каноничной - сказать сложно. Так что Примархи - скорее всего, продукт клонирования и генной инженерии самого Императора.
2) Известная многим возня с тушкой Хоруса, которую хотели клонировать Дети Императора, но Чёрный Легион был против, и понеслось.
3) Коракс со своей Гвардией Ворона проводил таинственные и бесчеловечные эксперименты по клонированию и ускоренному росту, после чего, как известно, немного тронулся головой. "Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
4) Мини-тексты про различных инквизиторов и других исследователей, упоминавших опыты по созданию монструозных астартес в лабораториях то ли механикусов, то ли их тёмных коллег, с результатами вскрытия одного тела.
5) Криг.
The Vitae-Womb is a method of genetic reproduction utilized by the scientists of Krieg to keep the planet's population up on their dying world in order to meet their Tithes for the Imperial Guard. A mysterious and little-understood technique outside of Krieg itself, this technology of mass-producing human organisms is seen as abhorrent to the Adeptus Mechanicus. Nonetheless the practice is tolerated as the Death Korps of Krieg are so vital to the Imperial war effort.
Технология, называемая "Вита-матка" или "Жизне-матка", слабо понимаемая и не используемая за пределами Крига, которая и допускается только на Криге, Империум закрывает на это глаза. Судя по всему, представляет из себя не чистое клонирование в пробирке, а нечто сходное с матками дома Тлейлаксу во вселенной Дюны. Тем не менее, вполне может считаться формой клонирования. Хотя оговоримся, стопроцентной точной инфы по этому нет, и слухи разнятся вплоть даже до простого предположения о том, что это всего лишь некое медицинское средство для увеличения скорости роста человека, либо беременности и так далее.
6) Сервиторы и органы. Со ссылкой на роман "Эйзенхорн", указывается, что в Империуме возможно клонирование отдельных органов и частей тела, а также создание человеческих тел для использования при производстве сервиторов. Существование клона человека для самостоятельной, обычной жизни - техноересь. Впрочем, это не касается ребят из предыдущего пункта.
7) Replicae\Реплика.
Чистые, классические клоны.
Replicae are artificial beings created by genetic engineering, the branch of the science known to archaic humans as "cloning." The science was widespread during the Dark Age of Technology, but barely understood in later eras.
Широко распространённая в Тёмную Эру Технологии наука, которая еле-еле вообще может быть понята в более поздние эры. Реплицирование искусственных существ посредством генетической инженерии. Учитывая, что технология, по большей части, крайне сложна и комплексна, а отдельные её фрагменты совсем утеряны, то каждый случай её применения в ВаХе можно считать различными видами технологий в связи с тем, что приходится заново изобретать большую часть технологического процесса, с разными результатами, методами и косяками. Первый - это уже упомянутый Коракс в М31. Второй - как ни странно, в М41, по изменённой технологии, но на том же принципе.
In M41, in the wake of the disastrous Arkio Insurrection, Apothecary Majoris Caecus of the Blood Angels proposed using replication. Commander Dante disapproved, but Caecus continued his research in secret. Caecus believed he had succeeded with the aid of a mysterious Magos Biologis, but his creations, the Bloodfiends, though at first promising, turned into bloodthirsty monsters, manifesting extreme versions of the Blood Angels' geneseed flaws, the Black Rage and the Red Thirst. It is uncertain how much of this catastrophe was accident caused by Caecus's incomplete knowledge, and how much was deliberately engineered by the Magos (who turned out to be the traitor Fabius Bile in disguise).
8) Afriel Strain
The Afriel Strain was a shadowy experimental process which used genetic material from a number of the Imperium's greatest heroes to, in effect, make clones of them. The legendary Macharius was among the individuals replicated in this manner.
The Afriel Strain was an attempt to create the perfect soldier, though it resulted in unforeseen mishaps. For no reason that their creators could ascertain, the Afriels appeared to attract the animosity of other warriors and suffer from the most appalling bad luck. In each case when the Afriel Strain has been fielded, it has met with a period of success - for its soldiers are undoubtedly superior - followed by a rapid decline and destruction of the regiment. Nonetheless, whoever the creators of the Afriel Strain may be, they continue to experiment, fielding their "perfect soldiers" across the war zones of the Imperium.
Создание клонов на основе материала лучших героев и полководцев Империума. Пытались создать идеальных солдат, в итоге получились "Солдаты неудачи", в прямом смысле, прям как Орден Плакальщиков, тотальные неудачи преследовали этих клонов. Но это - стопроцентные клоны.
Подведя итог, хочется всё-таки сделать некоторые ремарки и пояснения. Часть из описанных моментов может на поверку (если будет больше официальных, бэковых источников или если того пожелает ГВ) оказаться вовсе не тем, чем кажется - например, Криг окажется этаким вариантом ЭКО, только выращиваться полностью в пробирке и всё такое, а технологии Байла в М41, Байла с Хорусом, Коракса в М31 и Императора - вообще полностью одной и той же штуковиной.
Но мы имеем точное представление о том, что клонирование существует в рамках Империума, что оно появилось ещё, как минимум, в Тёмную Эру Технологий и что на данным момент, в том или ином виде, оно существует во вселенной 40к. Да, в Империуме оно, по большему счёту, под запретом из-за очень уже частых косяков при применении в прошлом и, как предполагается, из-за сильного влияния Хаоса на процесс (или на него можно списать рукожопство техножрецов, которые могут вообще не понимать сути этой технологии - такое случается в М41 очень часто, даже по отношению к технологиям 10.000, 5.000-летней давности). Да и не нужно оно - солдат всё-таки ещё надо готовить после выращивания, ресурсов на это может уйти много и гораздо проще, в конце концов, набирать бойцов с огромного множества миров в Империуме. Настоящих людей.
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О сатанизме, Богах Хаоса и Человеке [Личные рассуждение] / Of Satanism, Dark Gods and the Man [Personal thoughts]
О сатанизме, Богах Хаоса и Человеке [Личные рассуждение]
Сатанизм не поощряет твое личное рабство по отношению к кому-то. Сама концепция крайне любопытная, так как являться полностью противоречащей христианству (которое ранее являлось основным гос. институтом). И я напоминаю, сатанизм до сих пор находится под запретом, обрастает мифами и его всячески порицают, так как это одно из направлений, которое заставляет «думать своей головой» и объединятся ради великой цели, которая рушит текущие основы.
Смысл сатанизма не в отдаче или служении, а в своем собственном саморазвитии и величие Человеческого рода, в этом плане сатанизм очень роднится к классической немецкой философии. Та же звезда, в сатанизме, это сам человек, который стоит в основе всего.
Сатанизм преподносится с *блей коз для тех, кому нужна вера, а она, как нестранно, нужна всем, Вера – хлеб для масс, но истина для знающих, так бы сказал Лоргар. «Зверь», это не люцифер, а сам Человек.
«Человечество всегда обращало взор к небу в поисках своего истинного пути.»
Как думаете откуда появился миф/клише о связи оккультизма, нацизма и Аненербе?
Оккультизм позволяет связать любого демона, т.е. заставить его повиноваться вам или просто изгнать, зная его имя (бог тоже демон). Это не сколько наука, сколько философия, которая подпитывается точными науками, если смотреть, что такое бог с точки зрения реальности и те методы, которые позволяют его связать. Именно по этим причинам - это все носит отрицательный характер, так как это дает мысли о истинной природе человека и совершенстве одного над другим. Бог создал всех равными перед ним, рабами. Нет, мы сами создаем себя и сами строем свое идеальное общество, которое отражает наши видовые интересы и продвигает их. И мы приходим к шовинизму, угнетению и порабощению, на которых строятся вся наша история, начиная осмысленно расцветать еще с времен Древнего Египта и делением Египтян на белых, т.е. себя, и на всех остальных, «рабов» - семитов, негров, ливийцев и т.д. (До нашего времени дошло очень много фресок с изображением белого египтянина, который угнетает данные расы/народности)
Ничего не напоминает? Ныне поклонения хаосу неделимому – нет (есть познания Богов, то, чем занимаются Несущие слово, являясь посланцами и наставниками), как и нет дп хаоса неделимого. Ты можешь поклоняться только одному богу. В 3тьей редакции, когда еще было поклонение богам, упоминалось о некой великой сущности - звере, и то, что он появится если все хаоситы постигнут истинную суть богов. А суть одна - сам человек, Человек и есть звезда хаоса, который способен управлять варпом, как материей. GW взяли базисную идеологию сатанизма и развили её полностью. А противостояние рабов императора и хсм'ов - это классическая война католиков и сатанистов.
Астартес Хаоса, в первую очередь, это Человек, с несгибаемой волей, способный «общаться» с Темными Богами на равных или же взаимодействовать, тот же пример - Абаддон, он не служит богам, боги строятся под ним и его волей, как и сам Варп перед умелыми Псайкерами, но и как Варп поглощает и уничтожает «плохих» псайкеров, не способных его полностью постичь и контролировать или же тех кто его «обожествляет», а следственно «служит».
«Перемены в эмпиреях и преображения плоти — это не стихийные, беспорядочные изменения. Варп, несмотря на все свое внешнее безумие, совершенствует своих избранников. Он творит их заново, вытягивая тайны их душ и воплощая это знание в смертной плоти.»
Темные Боги – это и есть мы, им нужны сильные личности для подпитки, чтобы банально существовать. Тогда бы Богам не были нужны Люди, ибо демоны – это полное отражение самих богов, они отражают одни эмоции и служение, через поклонение. Темным Богам интересны сильные и волевые личности, дающие им новые эмоции и следственно меняющие их. Живя в мире с богами, которые и есть мы сами – глупо их отрицать.
«Империум демонстрирует величайшее невежество, полагая, будто члены Девяти легионов и идущие за нами смертные являются неким непостижимым, чуждым видом. Познание варпа — это всего лишь познание. Никакие перемены, секреты и истины не в силах полностью переписать душу.»
Империум поэтому и слаб, так как на 1ое место, как и его рабы, ставит «веру» и «веры» же они и лишились на Кадии при временном закрытии Ока Ужаса. «Испарения веры в Императора», как и его демонов («легион проклятых», святая целестина и прочие демонические «святые»), позволило Черному Легиона нанести еще более сокрушительный и эффективный удар, так как по большей части Черному Легиону плевать на богов, они служат и воюют за себя, за идеалы Абаддона, но не богов.
«Я не человек. Я перестал быть человеком в одиннадцать лет, когда легион Тысячи Сынов забрал меня из семьи и преобразил в орудие войны. Однако я сотворен на человеческой основе. Мои эмоции — это человеческие эмоции, перестроенные и обостренные постчеловеческими чувствами. Мои сердца — это человеческие сердца, хотя и измененные. Они способны на бессмертную ненависть и бессмертное желание, которые выходят далеко за пределы возможностей нашего базового вида.
Когда мы, Девять легионов, размышляем о людях вне рамок их очевидного применения в качестве рабов, слуг и подчиненных, то видим родственные души. Не отягощенный пороками вид, а слабое, невежественное стадо, которое необходимо направлять властью правителя. Человечество — это то, из чего мы выросли. Не наш враг. Всего лишь предыдущий шаг на спирали эволюции.»
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Of Satanism, Chaos Gods and the Man [Personal thoughts]
Satanism doesn't encourage your personal slavery to someone else. The concept itself is quite curious due to being completely contradictory to Christianity (which used to be the main governmental institute earlier in history). And I remind that Satanism is still taboo, overgrown with myths and condemned in many, many ways since it's one of directions that make one «think for oneself» and unite for the sake of a great goal that destroys the current basics.
The point of Satanism is not about devotion or servitude but in one's own self-improvement and glory of Mankind, in this regard Satanism has a lot in common with classical German philosophy. «The Star» in Satanism is the Man themselves that stand in the center of everything.
Satanism is portrayed being about goatf&@king for those who need faith; which is, oddly enough, what everyone needs. Faith is bread for the masses but truth is for those who know, so would Lorgar say. «The Beast» is not Lucifer but the Man themselves.
«Humanity has always looked skywards for its true path.»
How do you think, where does the myth/cliché on the subject of ties between occultism, nazism and Ahnenerbe come from?
Occultism allows to bind any daemon, i.e. make it submit to you or simply banish by knowing their name (a god is a daemon too). It's not as much of a science as it is a philosophy which feeds on exact sciences if we are to look what is a god from the point of view of reality and the methods that allow to bind them. For these exact reasons it all carries such negative connotations since it provokes thoughts on the true nature of of man and supremacy of one over other. God has created us all equal before him, slaves. No, we make ourselves and we ourselves build our perfect society which reflects our species' interests and promotes them. And we come to chauvinism, oppression and enslavement, on which our whole history is built, starting to bloom in a meaningful way since the times of Ancient Egypt and separating Egyptians «the whites» (i.e. themselves) and everyone else aka «slaves» - Semites, blacks, Libyans etc. (Many frescos with the image with white Egyptian oppressing aforementioned races/ethnoses)
Does this remind you of anything? Nowadays there is no Chaos Undivided worship (there are knowledges of the Gods, which Word Bearers work with being heralds and mentors) just like there are no Undivided Daemon princes. You can only worship one god. In the 3d edition when worship of the Gods was still in place there was a mention of some great entity called «Beast» and and a claim that it will come into existence if all Chaos worshippers come to understand the true nature of the Gods. And the purpose is simple - the man themselves, the Man is a Chaos star which can control Warp like matter. GW took the basic ideology of Satanism and fully developed it. And the war between slaves of the Emperor and CSM is a classic warfare between Catholics and Satanists.
Chaos Astartes, first and foremost, is the Man, with unshakable will, capable of «communicating» with the Dark Gods like with equals or even interacting; good example would be Abaddon, who doesn't serve the Gods, the Gods take their shape under him and his will just like the Warp does under capable psykers, the same way the Warp devours and destroys «bad» psykers that cannot fully grasp and control it or those who «deifies», ergo «worships», it.
«The empyrean’s alterations and flesh-changes are not accidental, indiscriminate mutations. The warp, for all its seething madness, hones its chosen. It reshapes them, siphoning the secrets of their souls and writing those truths upon their mortal flesh.»
The Dark Gods are us, they need strong personalities to feed off, to simply exist. Otherwise the Gods wouldn't need Mankind since daemons are complete reflection of the Gods themselves, they reflect emotions alone and servitude through worship. The Dark Gods are interested in strong and volitional people that give them new emotions and changing them accordingly. It is foolish to deny the Gods that are us while living in peace with them.
«The Imperium betrays its greatest ignorance when it believes those of the Nine Legions, and the mortals who follow us, to be some unknowable, alien species. Knowledge of the warp is just that: knowledge. No change, no secret and no truth can rewrite every portion of one’s soul.»
The reason Imperium is so weak is that just like it's slaves, first and foremost it puts faith, and «faith» is what they've lost on Cadia during temporary closure of the Eye of Terror. «Fadeaway of the faith in the Emperor» along with his daemons («Legion of the Damned», «Saint Celestine» and other daemonic «Saints») allowed the Black Legion to land even more devastating and efficient blow, because generally the Black Legion could not care less about the Gods, they serve and fight for themselves, for the ideals of Abaddon, but not the Gods.
«I am not human. I have not been human since I was eleven years old, when the Thousand Sons Legion took me from my family and reshaped me into a weapon of war. But I am wrought from a human core. My emotions are human emotions, retuned and refined through post-human senses. My hearts are mortal hearts, yet changed; they are capable of immortal hate and immortal desire, far beyond those felt by our foundation species.
When we of the Nine Legions think of humankind, beyond their obvious use as slaves and thralls and subjects, we see kindred spirits. Not a species to be reviled, but a weak, ignorant herd that must be guided through sovereign rule. Humanity is a state of being that forms our roots. Not our enemy. Just a step beneath us on the evolutionary coil.»
