User:Cerberusleuth/Warhammer

“	They shall be my finest warriors, these men who give themselves to me. Like clay I shall mould them and in the furnace of war forge them. They will be of iron will and steely muscle. In great armour shall I clad them and with the mightiest guns will they be armed. They will be untouched by plague or disease, no sickness will blight them. They will have tactics, strategies and machines such that no foe can best them in battle. They are my bulwark against the Terror. They are the Defenders of Humanity. They are my Space Marines and they shall know no fear.	„
	~ The Emperor of Mankind on his Space Marines

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The universe has many horrors yet to throw at us. This is not the end of our struggle. This is just the beginning of our crusade to save Humanity. Be faithful! Be strong! Be vigilant!

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No world shall be beyond my rule; no enemy shall be beyond my wrath.

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“	"It is my dream. An Imperium of Man that exists without recourse to gods and the supernatural. A united galaxy with Terra at its heart." "A united galaxy?" "Indeed. Now that Unity has been achieved on Terra, it is time to reclaim humanity’s lost empire among the stars." "With you at its head, I presume?" "Of course. Nothing of such grand scale can be achieved without a singular vision at its heart, least of all the reconquest of the galaxy." "You are a madman. And you are arrogant if you believe you can subjugate the stars with warriors such as these. They are powerful to be sure, but even they are not capable of such a thing." "You are right. I will not conquer the galaxy with these men, for they are but men. These are the precursors to the warriors I am forging in my gene-labs, warriors with the strength and power and vision to bestride the battlefields of the stars and bring them to compliance. These warriors shall be my generals and they will lead my great crusade to the furthest corners of the galaxy." "Didn’t you just tell me of the bloody slaughters perpetrated by crusaders? Doesn’t that make you no better than the holy men you were telling me about?" "The difference is I know I am right." "Spoken like a true autocrat." "You misunderstand, Uriah. I have seen the narrow survival path that is all that stands between humanity and extinction, and this is the way it must begin." "It is a dangerous road you travel. To deny humanity a thing will only make them crave it all the more. And if you succeed in this grand vision of yours? What then? Beware that your subjects do not begin to see you as a god."	„
	~ The Emperor's conversation with Uriah, the last Priest on Terra, at the end of the Unification Wars

“	It is the 41st Millennium. For more than a hundred centuries The Emperor has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the Master of Mankind by the will of the gods, and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the Imperium for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day, so that he may never truly die. Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in his name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat from aliens, heretics, mutants - and worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions. It is to live in the cruelest and most bloody regime imaginable. These are the tales of those times. Forget the power of technology and science, for so much has been forgotten, never to be re-learned. Forget the promise of progress and understanding, for in the grim dark future there is only war. There is no peace amongst the stars, only an eternity of carnage and slaughter, and the laughter of thirsting gods.	„
	~ The standard intro to every Imperium-centered written work from the 40K universe, first spoken by Vulkan, Primarch of the XVIII Legiones Astartes "Salamanders"

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Key: Pre-Horus Heresy | Post-Horus Heresy | In the Warp

Tier: At least 4-B, likely 4-A, possibly Far Higher | 10-C | Low 1-C

Name: Emperor of Mankind (True name unknown), God-Emperor of Mankind, the God-Emperor, the Emperor, Master of Mankind, Revelation, the Anathema, Neoth, the Master of the Lines, the Omnissiah, the Allfather, Him On Earth, along with countless other titles

Origin: Warhammer 40,000

Sex: Male

Age: Approximately 48,000 years old

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Status: Other (After the Horus Heresy, the Emperor of Mankind was greatly wounded and his body has decayed over 10,000 years. His mind is still intact, fighting off the forces of chaos in the warp)

Alignment: Chaotic Good (The Emperor of Mankind protects mankind and wants it to rule all, being extremely xenophobic and seeks the death of all other races. His will to protect mankind is strong enough that he doesn't succumb to death despite his mass suffering due to his status. The Emperor also condemns all religion, specifically in an attempt to weaken the Chaos Gods. Believes everything he does is right and on the path of good.)

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(Stated to be the greatest psyker in human history)

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