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+++The Rock+++
++Azrael++
+000.M42+

Once the ship landed to The Rock, Eve was greeted with hundreds of Dark Angels kneeling. The representative members of the Inner Circle kneeled in front of her, bowing their head down.

“We are honored for you to bring your presence here, o’ holy Empress.”

The one that spoke was not met with words but with a gentle caress to his cheeks, as did the rest of representatives were. They were silent, ashamed, for allowing the Mother of Humanity to be injured to become a half blind and a mute. Because of their weakness and incompetence that the Empress was in this state. This would be another sin they had to carry and one with deepest regret.

It shamed them more when they were welcomed in her warm kindness when they deserved none. Even being basked in the golden light of the Custodians was already an undeserved honor to them. After the procession, Azrael followed Eve and her guardians.

The Watchers surrounded the Empress. As she walked the little one would follow her around, grabbing her hands to guide her eagerly. Even Azreal haven’t seen them acting so animated before. One even asked to be picked up in which the Empress actually did.

At the deepest part of the tower, Azrael, Eve and her Custodians stopped at the dead end of the final under level of the tower. The Watchers waved their hand, chanting in some high pitched, incomprehensible words. The wall disappeared as if it never existed. A long dark hallway followed. Eve was escorted to the hallway, the rest were blocked off by the watchers. Eve nodded at the custodians and Azrael could only watch the Empress disappear into the hallway.

No one had managed to wake the Lion. Azrael only knew of his father existing here on The Rock. The Watchers refused to tell them and no threats or pleading convinced them. Azrael feared what would come out in the darkness. Will be it his father? Will the Empress disappear? He didn’t know, and he didn’t want to know the answer.
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>>73962519
sorry for not posting on friday, I'll be busy for a while but I will make posts here and there less frequently if the thread dies I'll make another one to continue
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>>73962519
So I have tests and shit going on, I might not be able to finish the story soon. But I promise you guys that I will come to finish it. Classes are making me busy. Sorry anons.

+++The Rock+++
++Lion’El Johnsonl++
+000.M42+

He had failed her. He had failed Konrad.

He failed.

Lion never liked any of his brothers, as long as they maintained their Legion and their responsibility it didn’t matter to him. Yet, he was a hypocrite. Just what did he succeed in? None. Looking back on the past, he was arrogant. Avoiding his brothers to find the threat only to discover that the traitor was right beneath him. He didn’t hunt them like Corvus did, he didn’t risk his life to kill Lorgar. He was worse than the coward Perturabo.

He failed to see another traitor before him. Luther, the traitor that he never expected. The reason for his slumber. If the eternal darkness was a dream, the vision in front of him was a nightmare. It was his mother, standing before him. The tiny woman that started it all. Lion shut his eyes and opened it again. It was his first time seeing her this close.

“Mother…”

LionEl's eyes widened, one of her eyes were grey, and only a gasped whisper left her lips. He kneel to see his mother close for the first time in his life. As always, the woman wasn’t angry for his failure, not even disappointed like she was to Lorgar. There was only joy in her smile.

“Why do you smile? I have failed to protect you, as all my brothers did. Why-”

His mother grabbed his hand, tugging it slightly to the exit of the hallway he once walked upon, where he was poisoned by Luther’s men, where he was betrayed by his own son. He followed his mother to the end of the hallway, not knowing what awaited him in the end.
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>>73962519
>>>/qst/
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>>73964065
>shit bait
2/10, got me to reply. Now fuck off back to >>/reddit/.

>>73962519
keep going op, pay no attention to retards.
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>>73964099
>>>/trash/
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>>73964065
>>73964105
Fuck off. the reason we complained about (non /tg/) quests in the first place is because it drowned out /tg/ related storytiems.
>>73962533
Its okay OP. Please continue.
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>>73964572
>>>/lgbt/
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>>73962519
As much as I love stuff like this. Quests are banned.

Welcome to. Nu-tg hell.
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>>73965358
how the fuck is this a quest? this isn't interactive. Its just writefaggotry.
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>>73965358
This is like thread 5 in the series. If the jannies cared they would have done something by now.
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1d4chanon here, previous thread should all be on the page https://1d4chan.org/wiki/Parchment_and_bolter
Let me know if any edits are needed or if there is a folder with all of the images thus far somewhere
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From the blackened hallways two figures emerged, first was the Empress and the second… Lion’El Johnson. Azrael knelt in the presence of his father, finally awakened. It was mesmerizing, almost shocking even. The Empress gestured toward Azrael, his and his primarch’s gaze met.

“Father…” Azrael muttered, he regained his composure. “My Primarch. I am Azrael, chapter master of your Dark Angels.”

“Chapter Master…” Lion’El’s gaze focused on Azrael. “I do not remember implementing a rank of that name.”

“That is due to-”

Before Azrael could explain the Empress tugged on Lion’El’s hand. Like a tamed lion his attention changed to his mother. Azrael mentally thanked the Empress. While bringing him to the current era was important, he wasn’t certain on his Primarch’s view of Codex Astartes. For now, he and his brother basked in the lights of his Primarch and the Empress. In the chambers of the Inner Circle, Lion’El and his mother sat across. The quagmire was palpable in the room. The silent lion and the loving mother, it was an odd pairing to witness.
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that's all I got for now, I got tests and stuff, like I said I will not give up this story and will finish it
>>73967820
Azrael knew he didn’t need to be a psycher to know of his Primarch’s response to the Codex Astartes. The time to reconsolidate would take long and arduous effort.

Lion’El tightened his fist, holding his anger to enable his composure to prevail. This “Codex Astartes” , while understandable in the past, was no longer needed. It would take time and effort to consolidate his legion once more. It was almost sorcerous, the anger being silently endured by his Primarch ceased.

The Empress’s lips worded out and Lion’El nodded, he simply sat still as the Empress caressed his hand, looking up with a content smile.

“Let’s go home.” The Empress worded.

It was weak, pitiful, and even painful to listen to, it reflected the state of the Imperium too well. The reunion of the Lion and the Mother, it would be the beginning of a new chapter for the Dark Angels.
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>>73967834
It may be useful to write a large amount of it first, and then post it all in one thread, possibly including reposting everything from this one.
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>>73967881
Or maybe not all at once in one thread, but get multiple posts worth done first and then post them when you're free. Anything I say should be taken with a grain of salt though, as in the eight years I've been here, I've never been able to sit down and actually write any of the ideas for writefaggotry I've had.
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>>73967860
thanks anon, I'll try but some tests and rl had me kept busy, I wanted to at least make a post since I said I would post one on friday, thank you for the advice anon
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>>73965347
I see the anti-writefaggotry sentiment continues.


Keep writing, the story is nice!
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Bump me harder daddy!
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Have we reached to an agreement on which Primarch should pop mama5’s virginity?
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>>73975016
Magnus obviously with his big demon dong
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>>73968050
Focus on your tests OP. IRL comes first.
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Who has the biggest oedipal complex with mommy Empress, Lorgar or Fulgrim?
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>>73975271
Fulgrim I guess.
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>>73975271
it's gonna be ciaphas cain
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>>73975672
wat
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An amusing thought I had a few days ago that I wish I had while the previous thread was ongoing: After the (semi-renegade?) Perturabo brought mama5 back to the imperial palace, leading the Iron Warriors and Night Lords in storming the Sanctum Imperialis while carrying her and then making the demand "Heal her you chucklefuck!" to the Emperor.
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>>73975832
the empress is everyone's mother
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>>73976274
and out of everyone, Cain is the twistedly horny?
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>>73977574
a hero deserves a reward anon and is he gonna say no to his mother?
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>>73977623
Mommy E knows that her favorite mortal son wants to retire somewhere in peace and quiet surrounded by friends, so that is exactly what she will give him.
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>>73979333
trip bump



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