Old Man in Yellow, how did you get Guilliman's Macragge

He Gave Me the Banner

Terra, the Vinaya region of the Nordic Peninsula.

The thin, youthful Harun Swenseren looked up at the holographic screen, his eyes shining as he stared at Ramsey, who looked exactly like the Primarch.

The legend of The Emperor leading the conquest of the Moransen Federation echoed in his mind, and the stories of his mighty warriors swinging their fists and sending the mad scientists' modified soldiers flying blazed through his thoughts.

He clenched his fists. Around him, the other boys—Trevi, Amada, Kennet—were all the same. The eyes of everyone who had been chosen were filled with longing.

In three days, after the triumphal celebration for Lord Nimrod the Primarch ended, they would leave their frozen northern homeland and head to the Imando Training Center half a Terra away.

"I'm definitely going to become a Shadow of Order."

"The Luna Wolves are the best!" Trevi shouted.

Amada looked at the grand hall and the military banners on the video screen.

"If we pass the trials and become The Emperor's warriors, that's enough."

"No, it's not the same," Kennet shouted.

"Of course it's not the same." The words of the one who had chosen him flashed through Harun's mind. "I'm going to become the best."

At the same moment, inside the great hall of the Eternity Gate, broad enough for a thousand people to walk shoulder to shoulder.

Nimrod watched High Princeps Schurtzeler raise the banner high and hang the tapestry, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: when Lorgar Aurelian, led by the Cadia native Inger-Sel, went on pilgrimage to the Eye of Terror.

In the future shown to Lorgar by Daemon Prince Inger-Sel, whom The Four Ruinous Powers had elevated, there were his sons, the Word Bearers, attacking the Eternity Gate defended by the