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The Horus Heresy
Graham McNeill
FALSE GODS
The heresy takes root
To Dan. Thanks for the illumination.
The Horus Heresy
It is a time of legend. Mighty heroes battle for the right to rule the galaxy.
The vast armies of the Emperor of Earth have conquered the galaxy in a Great Crusade - the myriad alien races have been smashed by the Emperor's elite warriors and wiped from the face of history.
The dawn of a new age of supremacy for humanity beckons.
Gleaming citadels of marble and gold celebrate the many victories of the Emperor. Triumphs are raised on a million worlds to record the epic deeds of his most powerful and deadly warriors.
Eirst and foremost amongst these are the primarchs, superheroic beings who have led the Emperor's armies of Space Marines in victory after victory. They are unstoppable and magnificent, the pi
Organised into vast armies of tens of thousands called Legions, the Space Marines and their primarch leaders conquer the galaxy in the name of the Emperor.
Chief amongst the primarchs is Horus, called the Glorious, the Brightest Star, favourite of the Emperor, and like a son unto him. He is the Warmaster, the commander-in-chief of the Emperor's military might, subjugator of a thousand thousand worlds and conqueror of the galaxy. He is a warrior without peer, a diplomat supreme.
Horus is a star ascendant, but how much further can a star rise before it falls?
~ DRAMATIS PERSONAE ~
The Warmaster Horus Commander of the Sons of Horus Legion
Ezekyle AbaddonFirst Captain of the Sons of Horus
Tarik Torgaddon Captain, 2nd Company, Sons of Horus
Iacton Qruze, ''The Half-Heard''Captain, 3rd Company, Sons of Horus
Hastur Sejanus Captain, 4th Company, Sons of Horus (Deceased)
Horus Aximand, ''Little Horus''Captain, 5th Company, Sons of Horus
Serghar TargostCaptain, 7th Company, Sons of Horus, Lodge Master
Garviel LokenCaptain, 10th Company, Sons of Horus
Luc SediraeCaptain, 13th Company, Sons of Horus
Tybalt Marr, ''The Either'' Captain, 18th Company, Sons of Horus
Verulam Moy, ''The Or'' Captain, 19th Company, Sons of Horus
Kalus Ekaddon Captain Catulan Reaver Squad, Sons of Horus
Falkus Kibre, ''Widowmaker''Captain, Justaerin Terminator Squad, Sons of Horus
Nero Vipus Sergeant, Locasta Tactical Squad, Sons of Horus
Maloghurst ''The Twisted'' Equerry to the Warmaster
AngronPrimarch of the World Eaters
FulgrimPrimarch of the Emperor's Children
ErebusFirst Chaplain of the Word Bearers
KharnCaptain, 8th Assault Company of the World Eaters
Princeps EsauTurnet Commander of the Dies Irae, an Imperator-Class Titan
Moderati Primus CassarOne of the Senior Crew of the Dies Irae
Moderati Primus ArukenAnother of the Dies Irae's Crew
Lodge Priestess AkshubLeader of the Lodge of the Serpent
Tsi RekhDavinite Liaison
TsephaA Cultist of Davin and Facilitator for Akshub
Petroneixa Vivar Palatina Majoria Of House CarpinusOne of the Scions of a Wealthy Noble
Family of Terra
MaggardBodyguard to Petronella
Lord Commander VarvarasCommander of Imperial Army Forces Attached to Horus's Legion Mechanicum Adept RegulusMechanicum Representative to Horus, He Commands the Legion's Robots and
Maintains Its Fighting Machines
PART ONE
THE BETRAYER
I was there the day that Horus fell…
'It is the folly of men to believe that they are great players on the stage of history, that their actions might affect the grand procession that is the passage of time. It is an insulating conceit a powerful man might clasp tight to his bosom that he might sleep away the night, safe in the knowledge that, but for his presence, the world would not turn, the mountains would crumble and the seas dry up. But if the remembrance of history has taught us anything, it is that, in time, all things will pass. U
It is a universal truth and an unavoidable law that ca
Horus was the exception.'
- Kyril Sinderma
'It would take a thousand cliches to describe the Warmaster, each one truer than the last.'
- Petronella Vivar, Palatina Majoria of House Carpinus
'Everything degenerates in the hands of men.'
- Ignace Karkasy, Meditations on the Elegiac Hero
ONE
Scion of Terra
Colossi
Rebel moon
Cyclopean Magnus, Rogal Dorn, Leman Russ: names that rang with history, names that shaped history. Her eyes roamed further up the list: Corax, Night Haunter, Angron… and so on through a legacy of heroism and conquest, of worlds reclaimed in the name of the Emperor as part of the ever-expanding Imperium of Man.
It thrilled her just to hear the names in her head.
But greater than any of them was the name at the top of the list.
Horus: the Warmaster.
Lupercal, she heard his soldiers now called him - an affectionate nickname for their beloved commander. It was a name earned in the fires of battle: on Ullanor, on Murder, on Sixty-Three Nineteen, - a world the deluded inhabitants had, in their ignorance, known as Terra - and a thousand other batdes she had not yet committed to her mnemonic implants.
The thought that she was so very far from the sprawling family estates of Kairos and would soon set foot on the Vengeful Spirit to record living history took her breath away. But she was here to do more than simply record history unfolding; she knew, deep in her soul, that Horus was history.
She ran a hand through her long, midnight black hair, swept up in a style considered chic in the Terran court - not that anyone this far out in space would know, allowing her fingernails to trace a path down her smooth, unblemished skin. Her olive ski
Tall and striking, she sat at her maplewood escritoire, a family heirloom her father proudly boasted had been a gift from the Emperor to his great, great grandmother after the great oath-taking in the Urals. She tapped on her dataslate with a gold tipped mnemo-quill, its reactive nib twitching in response to her excitement. Random words crawled across the softly glowing surface, the quill's organic stem-crystals picking up the surface thoughts from her frontal lobes.