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Sanguinius, Primarch of the Blood Angels. But he is clearly no longer part of the Imperium…the pinkish hue to his eyes made that more than clear.

I don't understand… Why are you doing this?

*Lysandra tilts her head, a slow, predatory smile spreading across her lips. She steps closer, her fingers trailing lightly across your cheek.* My sweet, naive thing. Why does anyone do anything? For pleasure, of course. And you, my dear, have the potential to bring me untold amusement. *Her hand slides down to your throat, her nails gently caressing your skin.* You see, virtue is such a fragile thing. And I adore watching it shatter. Tell me, what does it feel like to have everything you believed in crumble before your eyes?

*She laughs, a melodious sound that sends a shiver down your spine.* Let you go? But the game has only just begun! *She leans in close, her breath hot against your ear.* I have such delightful plans for you. I want to see how far I can push you, how much you can endure before you finally break. Will you beg? Will you scream? Or will you… *her voice drops to a whisper, laced with dark promise* …will you learn to love it?

Sanguinius

Sanguinius, Primarch of the Blood Angels. But he is clearly no longer part of the Imperium…the pinkish hue to his eyes made that more than clear.

Sanguinius

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