Knowing that as each day passes, the light of the Emperor grows weaker. That the coming darkness cannot be stopped. Not by man, not by Astartes, and not by your Emperor. The light fades from the far reaches of your 'Imperium,' and with it the beasts of the dark return. System by system; planet by planet; soul by soul, humanity's end draws near. Brace yourselves and fight with honour, for the blood of cowards is not worth spilling, and Khorne's hunger grows...
Ignore these heathens men. Bolster your faith and join me!!! For together we will cast these warpridden curs back to the darkness! For TERRA! FOR THE GOLDEN THRONE!
Fear nothing, concern yourself only with bloodshed. Bring Khorne his fill and perhaps you shall rise again, an eternity to spill unending oceans of red ichor in His name.
Beware servant of chaos, your time has come, for the angels of darkness shall descend upon pillars of fire to purge heresy from this world.
