salamanders devastator

No one expects to fall; it is subtle, insidious.  The Blessings of the Omnissiah reinforced your body and faith, granted you the strength you needed to fight the vile xenos that tried to break you before.  But it was not enough.  As your power grew, so it seemed did theirs.  Their tactics grew more sophisticated, their strikes more accurate, their devastation greater.  Just as desperation gripped your still organic heart…

The whispers began.

True power, they promised.  A way to eliminate any horrid mortal creature that came against you.  Knowledge beyond comprehension.  Your wildest ambitions and dreams of fulfilled.  Night and day they repeated the offer; power, knowledge, strength; power, knowledge, strength… It was only a matter of time until you accepted.

Just one error for the Ruinous Powers to consume you.

An Ork sitting in an innertube with his pet squig and a fruity umbrella drink

An Ulthwe Farseer reading Love Can Bloom with a Vindicare Assassin watching in confusion

Custodian Febreezing the Corpse Emperor

Salamanders Primarch Vulkan roasting a Marshmallow for a small child

a Sister of battle in sunglasses jamming on her keyboard on the Exorcist tank

A sororita tending to roses

Admech wife catches her husband looking at machine blueprints like they were dirty magazines

Guardsman fixing bayonet to charge a Chaos Warlord Titan

Popuko and Pipimi as guardsmen flipping the bird to a Chaos Space Marine

Sly Marbo placing a det pack on the back of the unsuspecting Chaos Space Marine

Small child showing a Space Marine his/her Space Marine doll

SoB unable to sleep due to her bunk-mate's snoring