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ORIGIN PATH: Agent[REDACTED], Prime Agent for Cell Nox DESTINATION: [REDACTED]
My liege,
I must apologize for the breach of protocol, but I fear that I will not live to see your reply. This is likely to be my final testimony.
Traditius Gammus is in turmoil. Heretic cults have appeared as though from the Warp itself, with traitors and number-heretics overwhelming the few loyalists among the Arbites and PDF. Almost all of the general population followed, turning on each other in madness. We have no word from the orbital defenses.
This Precinct, one of two still loyal, lost contact with the Governor's Palace three hours after the initial uprising. The other loyalist Precinct went silent moments ago. Other than scattered civilian and ganger resistance, I fear that we may be the last servants of the Emperor on this world.
The astropath weakens. I must be swift. Even now, I feel his pain, and it matches my own. We both hear the obscence chanting of the cultists beyond. They seek enlightening from "doubles", a debased form of witchery and soothsaying common among the planet's people. Were that the Hereticus had rooted this cancer out ere this could happen!
My Lord, this "doubles" is no innocent superstition. It is based on peering into the Warp itself, and the foul, scrying methods of our eternal foe. There are reports of red-armoured Astartes aiding the cultists. My Lord, the Word Bearers Legion is on-planet. This could be but the first world to fall. We are doomed, but do not-
TRANSMISSION LOST. |