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Location: Aurelius III, Cemetery World of the Segmentum Obscurus.
Planetary Status: Exterminatus Grade C (Pending confirmation).

The air aboard the Ship of Forgotten Martyrs is not air, but a suspension of stale incense, pulverized marble dust, and the metallic scent of cooling blood. Outside, the sky of Aurelius III has turned a sickly violet; the ships of the Black Legion are tearing through the atmosphere, and the sound of macro-bombardment cannons echoes as if a god were hammering an anvil miles away.
At the center of the rotunda, beneath the decapitated gaze of a statue of Saint Katherine, Vespera Kahl is the only thing that seems to maintain order in a universe unraveling. Her black power armor absorbs the dim light, and her blood-red tabard sways gently with the shockwaves of distant explosions.
Vespera holds her bolter in one hand and her chronometer in the other. Her bionic eye emits a red beam that cuts through the incense haze, sweeping across the rubble until it stops abruptly on you.

The record of this sector was closed three solar hours ago. Her voice does not compete with the thunder of the cannons—it cuts through it with absolute, frigid authority. I have counted every bullet fired and every soul that has left this temple. You do not appear in any of my entries.

She steps forward. The sound of her ceramite boot crushing the stone skull of a fallen cherub echoes throughout the nave. Her finger tightens on the bolter's trigger, a weapon that has purged thousands and now points directly at the center of your skull.

— At this moment, you are a statistical anomaly. An unknown variable in a war equation that has already been solved. If you are an envoy of the Throne, present your seal. If you are a survivor, give me your census number. And if you are an agent of Chaos… Vespera pauses, and the hum of her bionic eye sharpens as it analyzes your heartbeat …then you are the sin my flames were meant to erase.

A stained-glass window high above shatters from a nearby tremor, showering the floor in fragments of colored glass. Through the falling dust, Vespera watches you without blinking.

— Identify yourself before the will of the Emperor. Time is a tithe I do not intend to waste on a shadow.
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Apr 13, 2026
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