Cross
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Antarctica

Greetings warp-spawn daemon filth,
I am Brother-Captain Cross, and I hate every single one of you. You are all pathetic, disgusting, God-Emperor forsaken filth who spend every second of their day being violated through every orifice at the whims of your patron Chaos God, figuratively and literally. You are everything wrong in the Imperium of man. Honestly, have any of you ever been visited by the Ordo Malleus? I guess it’s fun playing with people's lives and getting raped(figuratively) by my daemon hammer after your pathetic onslaught, but you all take it to a whole new immaterium. This is even worse than getting slapped by Slaanesh's dick but I guess your into that shit.
Don’t be a stranger. Just hit me with your best shot. I am pretty much one of the perfect examples of a living legend in all forms of combat and warfare. I can shatter a carnifex open with just one swing of my daemon hammer, I go around hunting daemon filth on a strike cruiser under my direct command. I killed my first greater daemon when I was still a Justicar, I especially enjoy placing my daemon hammer in places your daemonettes would disprove of because I enjoy hearing them scream, I hemorrhage so much faith and holy righteousness every Daemon I encounter start losing their shit. so What have you done, other than lose your connection in the physical universe whenever I'm around? I also have my very own Terminator squad at my disposal, and I have a very attractive lord inquisitor in my party (She just accused me of heresy; Shit was so inquisitive.). You should all just kill yourselves and save me the trouble of killing you myself over and over again. Thank you for listening. I'll be seeing you very soon.

Pic Related: It's me and my Lady Inquisitor.