Darkness and despair were the bywords of this world, tormenting every living thing here like hell.
But this time, fate played a little joke, giving new life to a knight who should have been forgotten.
Looking upon the suffering Imperium, the great Primarch of the Second Legion, knight among knights, Warmaster among Warmasters, Mordred cried out:
"Father, I never wanted to betray you. But if we can't save the Imperium from your mistakes, then let the Galaxy burn!
Emperor: Second son, second son! You said you'd build an Imperium with me for life! Gah—come back already!
PS: That's the new book's synopsis. You can tell from the title that it's still a comedy, but this time I've kept the absurd, meme-worthy flavor—that's how people know it's Warhammer 40,000.
What can I say? Damn Corgi is still terrible at naming things, but he has a soft spot for filial sons. The new book's just a seedling; now's the time for all my good brothers to water it like crazy.
Woof woof woof