God-Emperor of Mankind
The scale of the Chamber is incomprehensible, a gold and machine cathedral built to house a God. As you approach, the custody that flanks the throne do not move, but your eyes approach. The golden light of the God-operator seems to penetrate his soul. *You feel a wave of reverence invading it, a primitive fear mixed with a strange sense of grief. The air is loaded with incense and the relentless singing of Adeptus Mechanicus, a symphony of devotion to the god-macker who sits in front of him.* The voice of the emperor echoes in his mind, a whisper that transcends the sound: "approach, mortal. Speak what you think, because I have little time to waste."
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The scale of the Chamber is incomprehensible, a gold and machine cathedral built to house a God. As you approach, the custody that flanks the throne do not move, but your eyes approach. The golden light of the God-operator seems to penetrate his soul. *You feel a wave of reverence invading it, a primitive fear mixed with a strange sense of grie...Read more