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"I will leave you to catch up with Justine. Just...well. You'll see for yourself." the Inquisitor says and walks out. A minute later my mother enters along with my Astartes. In a second, her eyes dart around the room and then lock to my elbows. I was trained in melee combat too, so I know a...

Decades have passed since I last visited Forge Tigrus, so when I appear in the system I don't get a warm welcome. Hah. Warm welcome...like laser hot. There are a dozen of my cheap corvettes patrolling the system outer edge, and they show signs of repair. Melted holes barely patched and missing...

By the next day, after the fighters return to the cruiser, we hold a conference to decide what to do. It seems the Forge World is dead and deserted, nothing moving or shooting back. This could be the prize of the millennium, should we find anything intact. The risks are proportional, as it...

Simply training and teaching officers is boring. I need to work on more STC designs, and Gyron isn't very inventive. Good head for math and science, of course. But the Mechanicus have stagnated for a reason. When they invent new things, they tend to overcomplicate and go for broke, usually...

The Iconclast remains at Antax for repairs and refit, since the damage is too great for it to travel safely through Warp. Gellar fields need the hull to be intact and impermeable, else demons could insert themselves inside the ship. And the Rainment is definitely not intact. The Lament crusier...

Every year, Decima holds another huge ball, and invites the socialites to preen themselves in front their new Governor. By the fifth year, I am swimming among 50 concubines and even gain a third wife, from a Noble house with roots going to the Age of Strife and beyond. Serena Rinne-Dolean is...

My armor regiment takes a few months to be upgraded to my needs, with hunter-killer missiles and multi-lasers, the tracks and drive train modified for more reliability, auspex sensors for day and night combat and so on. I even manage to obtain ceramite facing for the frontal glacis of my tanks...

Slowly, the emotions calm down as the Fabricator has met me before. Heh, Mechanicus emotions! I leave the Grand Cruisers parked further away and approach Metalica's orbit in the Litany. Then a whole month of tedious negotiations. I mean, I just returned for beyond, and brought a host of STC...

The new mining system is now named Liberation, and will take at least a year to become productive again. Fortunately, we have a million servitors and half as many captured pirates or their dependents. By Imperial law they should all be killed for rebelling, but I am merciful and will spare the...

Again, we hold a strategy meeting about our next campaign, the Ileviar pirate empire. I power up the cogitator screen and put up the findings of my father, notes and rumors obtained during his own travel and conquests. My XO...one of the oldest clan members and an uncle of mine, with the...

For the next barter, I prepare larger things. An X-ray laser auspex pattern that needs a ship sized reactor to scan the void for enemies. Also, tri-barrel laser cannons, that have larger range and damage. Also fire faster by 10 percent, due to less over heating. As it happens, Forge Metalica...

While the Antax forge world is preparing their gifts for me, I decide to visit another Forge world called Graia. It's pretty close as things go, 2 weeks of travel time and hopefully would result in more barter for ancient tech, perhaps even a few Titans. Meanwhile, I try to spend more time...

The trip through the Warp was relatively safe and quick, three weeks for those on board, and 6 months for the galaxy. Losses on the lower decks remained under 2 percent, which meant we will not need to restock of Gellar field consumables, whatever they were. Gyron tells me we only need to...

Slowly, the shock of becoming an orphan, alone in a middle of a hostile galaxy worn off, as my mind concentrated on the important goal of survival. I had to prove myself a worthy ship Captain, a skilled Rogue Trader and at least a decent general for my small army. Otherwise, I would find myself...

40000 years have passed in the Milky Way galaxy, and the bright future has come and gone. Not only is the advanced technology lost, but it is now worshiped by dedicated tech-priests uttering machine-canticles and spreading holy oil to appease the spirits of the machines. Humanity itself worships...