Grand Celebration (85K)

Ferrus Manus's return and the execution of the fallen primarch Fulgrim were like a supernova detonating amid the Empire's ten-thousand-year night. Its light pierced the haze of despair in an instant, illuminating countless corners of humanity's domain.

At the suggestion of Inquisitor Chen Xi and with the backing of many factions, the celebration had been elevated into a grand revelry sweeping across the entire sector and even its surrounding reaches.

Every planet and space station in the Medusa System had donned solemn decorations. Though the prevailing tone remained the Iron Hands' distinctive cold hardness, the devout prayers of billions, the roaring binary hymns from Adeptus Mechanicus shrines, and the holographic sacred icons projected across the worlds together wove a vast and blazing vision of victory.

The news spread in every direction through the spires of the Astropathic Choir and the warp communication network with unprecedented speed and force.

In Ultramar, Guilliman's people held grand parades and prayers for their brother Legion's glorious victory. At the heart of the Sol System, even Holy Terra rang bells long unheard—not as a warning of war. Even in dim sectors where the shadow of the Great Rift flickered, and on Fortress Worlds fighting bloodily at the Cadian Gate, cheers that shook the void erupted wherever the good news arrived.

The Adeptus Ministorum compiled the deed into new passages of scripture with utmost efficiency, praising the return of the "Iron Father" as the Emperor's supreme gift to humanity's steadfast faith, a ray of hope tearing through despair in the dark galaxy.

Grand parades and collective masses unfolded across countless worlds. Icons of Ferrus Manus and the Emperor were raised side by side by billions of believers, and the dawn of salvation seemed reflected in their devout tears.

Before the final plan for the celebration