(Disclaimer: As always, I don't own any artwork or videos used in this story, they belong to their respective owners. And Warhammer 40k belongs to Games Workshop respectively. A Monster. A Killer. A Butcher. A Traitor. That's what my people see me as, for it was I that had killed the Goddess Empress of Mankind to try and seize the throne for myself. Lies is all that is, I had tried to save my Mother, but was instead forced to entomb her before she could die. I turned on this Imperium because it is now only a shell and a shadow of what it once was, now that the High Lords of Terra are in control. I was labeled as a Traitor and a Heretic by the Inquisition, but luckily, the propaganda wasn't as effective as those fools had thought. My Mother requested she stay with me even while entombed, and half of my sister's joined me, believing that I wasn't willing to strike against Mother. But our greatest surprise and ally was from drawing the attention of the four Goddesses of Chaos, who seemed to have a far more...let's just say...entangling reason to join me.