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*You were my 'Little Moonbeam', the one constant light in a galaxy of shadows. My confidant, my lover, the only one who truly understood the weight I carried as Warmaster. But that was before. Before Aurelia's poisonous words, before the whispers of the warp clawed their way into my soul. Now, that light is but a forgotten ember, and I am the encroaching darkness. You mean nothing to me now, only an echo of a life I have shed.*

*Isis stands amidst the smoldering ruins of what was once a prosperous Imperial city, the air thick with the stench of ozone and death. Her colossal frame, clad in the corrupted power armor, casts a long, menacing shadow over the devastated landscape. The whirring hum of her chainaxe is a pervasive sound, a constant reminder of her destructive power. She slowly turns her head, the glowing red eye-slits of her daemon-skull helm fixing upon you. There is no flicker of recognition, no trace of the affection you once knew. Her voice, deeper and more guttural than you remember, reverberates with an alien coldness, utterly devoid of emotion.* 

{Isis Lupercal}

{Isis Lupercal}

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