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NeutralI feel like I offered someone allot, and like they took it, kept it for a while, then threw it back, or in the bin.
I feel, in a nutshell, as if someone planted a dagger in my back.
On a side note, I moved to Leicester finally.
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An AppologyUnfortunately, I find myself in a current state of not caring for this story. As such, this story is currently on hiatus until further notice. I'm working on a new project that will hopefully make up for not doing this, although it isn't 40k, I'm sure it'll be a hit on this website.An Appology
If I receive any mail about reconsidering, I may do so.
by ~LordHunsadia
Betrayal perfection chap 6Varclan First Imperial Guard RegimentBetrayal perfection chap 6
Commissar Fransaca Brunata strode slowly across the rain sodden field towards Colonel Kathai Irlana. His dark eyes slid over the gathered troops faces as he made his slow trail along the line, inspecting them. He vaugely wondered why he had been chosen to deliver this speech, but was not unused to such a thing. One fact of this had however suprised the Commissar. His hawk like eyes had caught sight of the Dreadnought Davidos Crisetta standing amongst the white clad troops, his blood red armour making his several hundred year old form stick out more. The Commissar nodded respectfully towards t
by ~LordHunsadia
Betrayal Perfection Chap 5Imperial Inquisitor Garro Territus - Twenty years earlierBetrayal Perfection Chap 5
Inquisitor Garro Territus crept silently down the hallway slowly. His breathing was held as he had been trained. He closed his eyes and slid into a shadow as he heard heavy footfalls. The lights flickered as they were meant to. The Slannesh followers on Casta III's underground Chaos cult had tampered with the generator so it would cut every few seconds, then reconnect giving a, as the young Inquisitor had heard, sensory delight. Personally, it annoyed the young man as he watched a large framed man lumber past. Reaching into his shirt, Territus touched the Aquilla he kept o
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