SPACE MARINE CHAPTER FOUNDING

space marine chapter foundings the old general looked out at his staff and sneered it had been a complete success a total victory the enemy had been driven before them then utterly annihilated the xenos threat was ended and his men cheered and drank themselves into stupefication but all he could concentrate on was the cast he knew there should be joy must be celebration it was required to keep the spirits of the men high and they had earned it but he could not enjoy a single moment not one for he would never see his friend again because they had fallen all of them their drop pod strikes their fleet engagements they brought the time he needed to muster the forces of the guard the astra militarum under his command had smashed the enemy before he even set sail toward them so that which came on at his ships of the line the forces on the planets they had infested they were made drags the heart of the war had been ripped from it before his men even assembled let alone took the field against them but in doing so they had been wiped out he rose waving away his attendance with a curtain art and an explanation of fatigue he left the body ballroom he went to remember and to mourn general masternode usually stowed everywhere his shoulders back his head high the air of command that surrounded him not generated by the stars or medals or rank insignia but by his countenance his very being but not tonight as he left the light and laughter and loud music of a celebration of victory a pageant to life his pose shifted the shoulders slumped the head dropped and his eyes ever forward ever on his course now surveyed the long corridor to his destination the most secluded spot on the entire station his most favorite place in the galaxy for it was quiet an island of calm and tranquility in an existence of constant buffeting crowds and questioning faces orders dispatches meetings and direction he was a conductor of the orchestra that was the imperium's war machine a leader amongst a race forever under assault perpetually one set of mistakes away from extinction no matter how powerful humanity may seem few knew how their entire civilization balanced precariously on a very nice edge he did but not because he was a general had been for a long year even then because so many of the generals and leaders of the forces of mankind were insular siloed bunkering in their own microcosmic empires they did not see the bigger picture because the canvas was too huge too expansive but general mastana had come to see that one tiny segment of the tapestry could reveal more than the dizzying panoramic visage of the hole all because of his unlikely friend the one he came to mourn so bitterly his slow steps rang out she had his boots cuffed in metal at their soul and at that tip just for this effect he had done so because he was so tired of the scarring and panic movement people performed when he appeared unexpectedly so the shoes had metal tip and soul so he announced his arrival way before its advent but now the slow clip of his pace echoing along the corridor did nothing but underline the emptiness the reason he loved this spot had become the reason he now hated it because it would now be empty he knew this but it hurt he turned the last corner and just for one second for one fleeting moment he closed his eyes as he did so so he could pretend so he could avoid the moment for just one second longer but he could not he cursed his stupidity his weakness as he slowly raised his eyes and there it was the small viewport had the end of his journey but nothing else he took the paces required to get to the aperture into the void then just stood there looking out at the beauty of the nebula its colours and lights flickering it was hypnotic in its sublime perfection the light shone and he could feel them twinkling off the light now welling up in his eyes he was alone for his friend was not there i never would be again he cast his mind back to the first time how he had been so desperately looking for a spot of sanctuary his first day on the station his first command and yet it had been too much he had to take an hour to himself before he went to his palatial apartments the largest on this station so he had walked and walked until finally the crowds became occasional passers-by then on until none passed him at all he walked past then took two paces back and into this one quiet area the lights had dazzled him so that he missed out on the only other thing there he lurched mesmerized and he was able to place his hand on the viewport infinity and beauty in his fingers as he looked out on the nebula his reverie was interrupted when he took flight and left a bunny hop back in shock someone had been standing there too a goliath in war plate a statue of perfection and he looked at the figure that stood beside him so tranquilly he was a gargantuan easily over eight foot in his mammoth armor yet his face his isage it was calm his features so pure his gaze so intent and yet so open the being was an astartes a space marine from his near perfect makeup his long blonde hair he could be nothing but the son of the angel massimo's gaze elicited movement and it was as if that statue suddenly came to life he moved slowly carefully calmly turning his head to look down to mastina looking back general mastina knew that the angel had moved this way to prevent him from running free had seen them in combat and their merest gesture could terrify and shatter the mind for a moment could form a route for something so large so powerful so strong to move with such alacrity such precision it bent the normal laws of reality that the human mind could accept without recoiling this was a kindness unto itself as their eyes met the deep blue of the astartes was rich and almost kind as pristine and expressionist faced a lie for within those eyes the pain and struggle of hundreds of years were dancing it also contained within was the passion of a father defending his child all framed by the ivory perfection of a noble face he just nodded down at mustina before returning to his basking in the beauty of the galaxy the general did the same and they both enjoyed the silence together not one word was said finally mastina had turned and saluted the marine his legs so tired from the transit and then being on them without brick for 24 hours in this his first day he did not want to break the moment but could not elongate it any longer he had to rest before the havoc of the day to come to his surprise the marine just nodded his head and smiled seemingly unable to break his concentration on the viewport and so the pattern was set a pattern that lasted over a hundred years [Music] for his station was the main stopping off point in the sector from here general mastina organized astra militarum to meet the threats and it was here that the blood spears had to dock as they went from one end of the sector to the other always moving always fighting and whenever the astartes fleet dark for any reason mastino would look to his control panels to see if anyone was there in that place that sacred spot and he always was standing alone a moment of respite in a world of war and death and pain mustina would conclude the business of the day and always always take the time to go to simply stand with the marine the blood spears chapter was guarding this region of space so they passed the central stack very often it took a decade of this until finally it began words beautiful isn't it the perfect angel said with such passionate shock mustina that was all and when mistina never bothered the marine never questioned never said a word it slowly developed after a decade more of limited lines small statements mastina answered back but only briefly at first or they both basked in the glory of light and color of a moment of rest in the world of war a kinship a bond was formed by the end of it after more than eight decades and a painful redo for mistina it was a ritual neither would miss for the angel now spoke to mastina telling him of the actions he had fought where he was going what they had done mustina would not console or not praise or simper he merely listened calmly with compassion but without pity the list was never ending no respite ever for his friend he even broke this once the only time he ever did [Music] we move on to fire canter alpha to meet elements of the navy the 285th flotilla we will be clearing out the corsair's base jormen so ably pinpointed then on to boris 12 to confront the myrna xenos incursions from the nebula a ramping up old friend then if the emperor guides our bolters and our warp routes we will be returning to head to appellant secundus for the campaign against the war a hard decade this one with the rift things are worse said mustina i must ask in all of the time i have known you we have never discussed your respite your core how can even you go from war to war without breaking without rest what do you do to stay sane the angel looked at him almost in shock and he slowly swept out his hand at the vista they both viewed i have this that was all he said these few hours snatched him months of endless engagements seconds only really mastina did not know how could he he felt ashamed that he had interrupted the angel's only quiet moments and for two visits he let him be until on the third visit the communication came to the deck the first and only time he ever sent a message it said simply your presence is missed and so mastina returned to his visuals with him he felt so honored he took notes many records made them a document a testimony he'd always written them up in rough and put in the details of locations and battles when they are wrong passed when there was no strategic import anymore and the annals as mustino called them grew until that final day the largest war ever seen in this region had erupted out of nowhere rocks slammed into worlds across the sector and the worst of it was that they made a path straight for the cross station but before that the pathway took them on a straight line to the chapter planet of the bloodspares the regiments were bogged down in long engagements or on furlough standing preparedness had been ground down under the constant conflicts since the warped tear across the galaxy and the blood spears were few less than half of a chapter strength so many times had command advised that the chapter be permitted to reprovision and to be given a short reprieve to recruit but they had always refused always the battle barge dart a small fleet of strike cruisers and supports all that remained of the chapter's strength that was not already at their home world preparing for the battle to come and the angel was there standing but he seemed tense when mustina arrived by just the tiniest shuffles the minutest sway he gave away his disquiet and then he spoke again but faster than usual with good pace clear but it with a tinge of desperation he had much to tell and so they stood and he told mistina he told him his name he told him how he had become an angel how he had trained how he'd learned how he had developed he told mistina of all the things he did not know nothing a mortal man should not know of course but as much as he could tell him he did and mistina knew when he finished he knew he had told him all of these things because justina saluted him as always but his finest sharpest salute and for the first time ever the angel turned to him fully and slowly gave the sign of the aquila and bowed justina left him for the first time ever instead of going to his apartments he went back to the command he worked and worked until his eyes swam his vision blurred it was days before he was forced to rest he took six hours sleep then returned he would push his men would send messages and orders would smooth every hold up remove any of the tiny glitches that slow the muster by calling even sub-altern's personally there would be no delays he sent out commissars with orders to execute any who caused any form of hold-up he would get the men ready for the bloodspares were facing the full fury of the war and they could not do it alone not at only 40 percent of their strength but if anyone could do it if anyone could hold out long enough it would be them so mustina worked harder than he had since he was 20. he was tireless for once just this once he wanted to return the favor for it to be the forces of his astra melatarum who came in and saved the day not for ego or honor but because they owed the black spears so much did they owe them the navy finally mustered his men finally aboard he took command himself and led them to the path of the war but they were too late damn them they were not in time the orcs they met on their way were pitiful mobs of rabble their vessels were battered and smashed and far far fewer than reports may believe and so the navy swept them before them but then they found out why he had known of course but most had not they arrived at the chapter planet of the blood spears when they translated into real space the system was cluttered with debris millions of tons of scrap blasted apart and floating like minefields in their path so much carnage had the bloodspear's own ships meted out to the walks the scan showed them all they needed to know they sent out mechanicas and military forces they checked over the still-burning wreck of that place that fortress the orcs had destroyed everything they had killed near all of the marines beating them down smashed their bodies to pop when they fell only one pair of survivors were said to be interned into dreadnoughts so the blood spears were gone dorks had even taken their jean seed and used it for a bonfire thrown into walls to see if it would stick fitted to their horrifying little ball monsters the bad spears were gone for all time and so mustina hunted down and exterminated the last remains of the xenos but it would never bring them back it was revenge only and when he returned to his post his headquarters amongst the stars he wrote his report he knew nobody would ever take it seriously it would avail him naught but he had to write it he had to send it he had to make his case for a founding and be a general in an outlying border he knew he was wasting his time but it was all he had to spare now time for he never went back to that viewport again the time he would have spent there he spent on the animals to make them perfect so he could pass them on story continued at the conclusion welcome gentle listener i'm baltimore your faithful servant and i wish to introduce you to the important forces factions and elements of the warhammer 40k universe the grim darkness of the far future where there is no time for peace there is only time for war and today we should be discussing how a chapter of space marines is actually formed both historically and at the very moment for so much has changed in the setting with the awakening of the avenging sun the primarch reboot gilman but let us not get ahead of ourselves one golden question that many will ask is why does the imperium have to create new chapters at all for surely the adopters astartes the space marines are the most powerful of all of the armies in the setting how could any xenos monster mutant or demon truly bring them low and if there are a thousand chapters of marines then why would the imperium even need to make more of these self-contained armies of super soldiers well i hope my little tale at the beginning shows how this can be required for the space marines and indeed some of the mightiest warriors humanity has ever created only ever outshone by the incredibly rare action from the custodian guard the custodians the very bodyguards of the master of mankind the emperor only they are mightier even so the battles that they fight the enemies they oppose the odds they surmount on a daily basis the assateas are not invulnerable and not infallible and they do indeed die what many forget when they see the space marines what they are and what they do is the horrific lies they live they see the armor making each more a walking tank or a superheroic iron man the weapons that can melt explode or punch directly through even gods and monsters their superior tactics written by geniuses do not only encompass all of humanity's collective wisdom on the subject but with battlefield experience from dominating the better part of the galaxy the transports denier indestructible and with the fire power to level mountains but it is not necessarily the power of their adversaries and enemies that should be most weighed as terrifying and mind-boggling as that can be but their frequency for the space marines never tire never slack never rest when one battle concludes one campaign is one they simply move on to the next one immediately the imperium stands on the precipice not despite its size but because of it it does not cover a millionth of the amount of stars in our actual galaxy but they are clustered around the warp roots that are still in place that are stable meaning that all other races or powers are after this prime real estate as well thus they are under constant attack constant assault tyranids orcs necrons tau chaos traitors and mutants held out of cardia and a plethora of xenos racists that have not yet been thrown into the spotlight vampire schools psych new in etc etc the list goes on and on the grim darkness of the future is called thus because the human race does indeed dwell in a protracted horror setting where all of the universe is against us so much so that even the doubting stoic marines can be ground down though they turn back armies and foes innumerable each action takes its toll in men and resources and they cannot always replenish their numbers while fighting these battles and then some phones are too much for even these paragons of martial skill and power greater demons shards of catan star guards farseers who hail the battlefield with lightning tower suits that can shoot them from the horizon orcs who can grow to the size of dreadnoughts the list goes on in one event an entire chapter can be wiped from existence for there are only one thousand of them and against such phones as well as the general vicissitudes and vagaries of warp or void transit mishaps misdirections and betrayals the marines are not as plentiful as one might think so yes they die and yes sometimes the imperium of mankind does sluggishly move to rectify the issue so new foundings are required but it cannot be understated how much of a tax on the entire imperium of man this endeavor requires it is a task of herculean proportions [Music] why is the founding called and by whom we shall go through the foundings in order later well the important ones but let us discuss how they come about before we explore what is involved the founding of new space money chapters is a thing of moment it can only come from the highest body of the entire imperium the high lords of terror nor can it be on a whim it is never calculated as one would a balance sheet so they would never say we lost x amount of chapters and require y amount to replenish the numbers for the imperium simply does not have that level of automatic efficiency in it anymore clogged with administration bureaucracy and stifling incompetence the imperium lurches more than moves forward thus logical analysis is rarely a given so how are the high lords convinced to form a new founding this can be for many reasons there is a front that requires to be defending the most obvious would be the astati's preseas these are the chapters of space marines that were charged with the defense of the board as a real space around the eye of terror tasked to prevent the chaos tainted traitor lesions from breaking out and attacking the imperium at home should a new threat appear then the strategic prognostications department may be aware of it before it truly materializes by using the emperor's tarot reports from rogue traders and board of forces seeing into the future with the powers of the warp itself by sanctioned psychos sometimes the imperium actually gets to jump on a situation and when they're aware of an oncoming war then sometimes they can move fast enough to enact a new founding to meet this threat another reason for a founding is to form the spine of a crusade usually to regain lost realms or to push out to counter expansionism from other races or forces the imperium does not sit on its thumbs and simply wait for the end all throughout its history the imperium of mankind has struck back has tried to push out has never just closed the gates and tried to fully instill the bastille of the imperium that vogel dawns so wanted they have always tried to expand and it is through the use of crusades with newly formed chapters of space reigns at their center that this has been done but on us as with everything in the grim darkness of the future the reality would make a sane man weep for as the high lords are merely men or women humans who see reality from their own perspective with their own egos involved it is almost a miracle of biblical proportions for a founding to occur and for them all to agree on it it may boggle the mind but some of the high lords will not wish marines to be created at all a bad encounter with a chapter master a slight a massacre of men by these godlike beings by traitor or even just harsh punishment from a wireless chapter all can cause resentment in the individual and the council is definitely made up of individuals each marine in a region makes an astromelatilum general thankful but also detracts from their importance by simple dint of not being the only military force protecting the region the navy can see each battle barge as either a welcome sight or a potential horror that could turn on them and maul a small fleet with each of the figures and branches of the high lords of terror there are a million secret agendas as they play the game of thrones with each other some have even moved against reboot gideon despite him being the last son of the emperor and perhaps the only thing that can save them all even so elements which him deleted due to his infraction on what they consider their own power as they say anything done by committee is done slowly hence it is that a founding is not just a mammoth task materially but politically the will must be there and in accord in nearly every wing of the imperium for it is the high lord's entire that are the only ones who can enact the writter succession and begin the slow process of the creation of chapters of space marines so it is a rare thing indeed but what happens next well the high lords finally agree and then a richer succession or multiple rits of succession are issued and the process begins now some may think that this would be an easy and swift task but they could not be further from the truth for it is simply a matter of the scale of the undertaking that they do not factor the mechanicus of mars are instructed to take the gene seed from their stocks and begin the process they use human subjects to then begin to grow the zygotes required for the gene seed to create 1 000 warriors and this can take decades to grow and culture safely for implantation into the new marines decades each chapter must have a home a base of operations now many chapters are formed around crusading forces this should sound simple as their home will be the battle barges and ships which they use to ply the void but this then means that an entire fleet must be made for them and each crusading chapter usually has an oversized battle barge at its center as its flag so almost a bespoke vehicle a bespoke ship is a very expensive endeavor an entire fleet of ships though for just one chapter if the chapter is to be of the other order to have a home world then that world must be found it must either have existing or be able to support a human populace from which the marines can be taken as aspirants but it must be a world where life is harsh conditions are the most severe that make existence there a constant struggle one that the marines could quash easily if they just wish to walk from their monasteries with all of their armor and war gear but one they permit even endorse so it can breed the worries of the future for it is not mere discipline and training that make a space marine if that was so then it would be far more practical to make them no there is a very special something about the marine for at one end they are as far from human as can be imagined they are creatures without fear without pity or remorse things that are not only made for war but also look forward to it yet on the other hand the other end of the spectrum the marines are actually possibly the most human beings in the universe a whole you may say how do you figure that out well simply because they fight all day every day without remit or aspite they kill and crush and burn all throughout their existence they're every waking hour and thought is directed to war we all know this i but have you ever considered that these beings are the most human simply because of the one fact the pure do not bend they do not break and despite all of the horrors that they endure and are forced to perform they remain human some fall to the wayside and this is shown as a reason for them not to be trusted but the miracle itself is that they do not all do so within a century of their creation ptsd horror unrelenting the never-ending war would break any of us no matter how tough we may believe we are it would change us twist us make us into horrors but the space marines walk through hell yet let no part of it touch them they stay true to their calling and that is why the horrors of their culture the pain that could so easily be eradicated by the marines themselves is permitted to continue to forge these men into the beings they must be to endure what is to come when one looks at it through this lens it is hard to believe that any of the marines stay pure at all stay even slightly human in the midst of all of this possibly the most wondrous thing in the entire setting if i am honest so the finding of a planet with the right stuff is not easy finding a world and then gaining another culture or even creating one of the world with forced immigration can be a very real challenge and takes time now to the erection itself snicker if you must each fortress monastery must be unique as otherwise to siege and defeat one would teach any enemy how to defeat all so each one must be a thing of power and one of a kind hence it is that entire panels will be constructed to choose the military and architectural savants who will sit on the actual planning board each one has to be a castle a bastille defense that punishes any who assaulted with a dizzying myriad of traps murder holes walls turrets and parapets this can take some time unto itself let alone the building of this huge edifice then on to the resources as stated marines have their own ships so crusading chapter or no at least two battle barges and the support ships will be needed now the navy will not always be grateful that their own quotas are not met while this is all going on and the lines of manufacturing that must be constructed on forged world must be fractured as well for power armor is not a thing that is made easily let alone the lines required for the creation of terminator armor that the new chapters first company may or may not gain and these are not cases of one and done these are lines of manufacturing that will be required to roll on forever throwing out bolters and armor and vehicles and equipment until either the chapter or the forged world are destroyed yes much is made inside the forges of the chapter itself but not all so it is not just a mammoth task of creating a thousand suits of power armor bolters grenades tanks transports and drop pods and the like and it is the ongoing commitment to replenishment that substantially reduces the forged world's ability to denote productivity to other areas like super-heavy battle tanks for the guard or battleships for the navy so i hope i've related the scale depths and sheer effort that is required to create a founding now let us discuss some of the most important foundings that have occurred up to this point this will be a very brief overview of them as with some of the foundings their details are such that i feel we can revisit the topic in the future and expound on the most interesting ones but let us at least have an overview for today the first founding at the dawn of the imperium when the emperor of mankind arose and created his custodian guard and then his thunder warriors then finally distilling the process and its results he generated the first founding the legion is astartes the space marine legions were formed twenty were created an army for every specialist role or style of warfare yet all capable of taking a standard field of combat and smashing near any foe that existed in the galaxy these are the legiones astartes the huge armies of space marines that could number over a hundred thousand men as they went out into the galaxy and grew as they went for with these twenty lesions the emperor began his great crusade to find free and unify the many disparate worlds and peoples of humanity it is from these 20 bloodlines that all subsequent space marines have come and every single space marine in the 41st millennium traces their existence to these lines whether they know which or not with one obvious exception of course the grey knights the second founding after the hornet's heresy while half of the remaining primarks and their lesions fell to chaos there was the event called this scouring two full lesions were eradicated and the history is removed by order of the emperor himself even before the events of the heresy so only nine lesions remained loyal and chased what was left of their traitor nine brother lesions into the eye of terror when all was done the lesions were smashed from numbering over hundreds of thousands of astartes many were reduced to three digits in numbers only the war over the primagurubud galiman wrote a new structure a new way of war an organization of the forces of the entire imperium to take the power from the hands of a few and distribute it to the many navy could not be ordered by army astartes could not directly order either and the seeded control by the respective admirals and generals yet the document he penned called the codex astartes changed everything for the space marines the lesions were disbanded and their men broken into micro self-sufficient armies of one thousand marines only the chapters thus it was that the lesions that had more than a thousand men remaining were broken down and each thousand marines was grouped into a chapter thus it was hoped that if one man went mad he would not have the power of an entire legion of marines behind him anymore for each chapter had its own autonomy its own chapter master region practices and beliefs thus would any demagogue have to gain agreement and support from literally hundreds of people if they were intent on a rebellion a much harder prospect to achieve after the heresy the marines were as feared as they were admired the people of the imperium had to be shown that the astartes would never ever again turn on them on mass hence the creation of successor chapters done in the second founding foreign legion broke itself down then for example all iron warriors were still of that lineage still may admire an attempt to emulate their primer their genetic sire but only one thousand of studies one chapter would retain the name of iron warriors the other chapters would choose individual names the third founding supposedly performed at the request of the primark rogul dawn of the imperial fest in this event over a hundred written succession were drawn up and chapters were formed the fourth founding the imperium had been brought to its knees by the greatest wire of walks that had been seen since the great crusade in eleanor attack ships as large as moons had appeared across the breath of the imperium and escorted millions of walks across worlds uncounted it nearly knocked out the imperium in the one blow but that story is for another time the fourth founding was performed on the dictator of the lord commander of the imperium maximus dane so desperate had the event been that all power had been concentrated in his hands for a short period things were that bad and it was he who created hundreds of chapters of space marines the thirteenth founding the dark founding an enigma in that there seemed to be so much that was not recorded about this founding in a regime that is known for its choking administrative rigor it was anomaly that has given rise to many a speculation but we shall definitely go into this one at another point the 21st founding the cursed founding aptly named for the chapters from this founding have had nothing but a cursed existence some are unfathomably misfortunate like the lamenters chapter or have developed mutations that could well endanger their existence if the inquisition were to cast too prying an eye over them the black dragons being in this camp now obviously there have been many a founding between these numbers but this does bring us up to one interesting sidebar point many will always say that they have looked at the numbers of the recorded legions their foundings how it has happened and when they quite rightly as well and almost universally come up to the conclusion there are simply not enough chapters for the numbers that are thrown around the thousand chapters of the space marines yet i look at this very simply there is and never was a need for certainty but why simply put you your choice to make up your own homebrew chapter is not only why there were two lesions eradicated from the law perpetually making a mystery that you can fill yourself but the foundings are just the highlights to me they list the chapters the gw want to make into color schemes may write tales about but there is always a huge swathe of unnamed and unknown chapters so we can make our own it means that each and every one of a hundred different fans can make their own chapter and no two will be the same they can all attend the same event match or contest and every single one of them be not only legitimate but actually breathe even more life into the strange and seductive setting salbot over the ultima founding the thirteenth black crusade of avron the spoiler had broken cadia and by doing so it smashed the linked fortifications of blackstone pylons what is also called noctulis and the warped torah rip across the entire galaxy the kikatrix maledictum in the years that followed the forces of hell were led by the twisted traitor lesions into real space from this rent they had a galaxy darkened for a time and communication was impossible while the imperium was assembled from all quarters xenos rebels brigands and council took their turn at the trough and the days of the imperium seemed done yet out of this darkness a light arose for the avenging sun rude gilman of the ultramarines had awoken he'd returned to lead the human race out of darkness it also transpired that he had set in motion a set of events that would end with art magos dominus belisarius core spending all of the centuries between his direction and the awakening of the primark on a new form of space marine thus when robot finally made it to terror the center of the power of the imperium he was met by the mechanic of savant and his labors were revealed the primaris marines and belisarius call had collected men from the outset of his task all the way to this time he had made reboot an army of marines of all of the lineages dusted reboot embark on his indomiter's campaign so like the great crusade but in miniature it went out into the stars and reclaimed world after world and when the crusade met him battled and often sieged chapters of marines he left on not only the men to bring them up to full chapter strength but also the technology to create their own primary space marines and out of the thousands of these new marines are reboot-led he would regularly not only reinforced existing chapters but with seed would found entire new chapters by simply taking a thousand of his primaries and giving them the resources in the remit to take the banner of defending a region or countering a known threat and so the indomiter's founding gave birth to scores of new chapters the space marines were back and better than ever a new form of warrior for a new age of unrelenting war the imperium was for the time being at least saved i hope you can now see the scale of endeavor that is required for the creation of these mighty champions of humanity the exertion of an entire race to one end one goal for of all of its horrors all its grim darkness it is the founding of this law that actually gives me most hope for my people so disconnected by 38 000 years four other space marines stand on the walls of the imperium guard us from the darkness of the void and all to dwell within then surely there is at least a chance a slither of one perhaps but a chance so i invite you to take out your marines and when time permits to troop them to arrange them in their units ranks and files to proudly display them don't do it for you and your endless enjoyment of the spectacle alone do it for them for in a universe of war let their banners fly high for they most certainly have earned the right for these are no mere toys no mere objects what you have on your shelves in your cave they are symbols and they are the thin line that protects our future cells from all of the horrors of a galaxy that slathers to consume us all so give them some damn respect troop them for i guarantee that if you do it right it will be one day you will not forget [Music] i have been baltimore your faithful servant i hope you've enjoyed this brief introduction to space marine foundings if so then please consider liking and subscribing if you do then hit the notifications button as i would not want you to miss out if you see the worst in what we are doing then do also consider joining our patreon or giving the video a share if that is beyond your present scope it would be a great boon now no matter what you do today do try to make some time for fun too blue and now back to the end of the story times have been hard and the reaper now wished his tone it had been many decades now we had been cut off from the outside and communication was almost pointless we never gained a response we could trust astropathic choirs have been almost pointless what a massive risk to use i had tried had done my duty another edu than another i was not meant to live this long i think saw general mustina and it was the end after such a long time the endless attacks corsairs greenskins the silver lesions of the dead the predations are immediately small pocket xenos powers that have grown up in our weakness and we're on the last throw of the dice as the latest wire came plowing out of the void towards my station i knew it was over but we would fight anyway with near 40 of our previous realm chewed away we lost resources on manpower the last assault had been the worst for decades for without that one chapter of space marines that one force over mere thousand super soldiers we were lost they say the guard fights the wars the marines win the battles but without the marines to win some of those hardest of war battles we the melatarum had lost slowly at first then the dam had broken we face certain destruction at the hands of these scum it's what i thought yet when they were closing eating up the thousands of miles between us the impossible happened a miracle for out of the warper a fleet translated battle barges strike cruisers escorts are starting his force sent a throne they had come and i could not do anything but stare slack drawed at the screen as the markings came into my vision it was not possible they were gone then one simple message was beamed from the capital battle barge of three it read simply to general maskiner you fought like a tiger over the years kept the fires burning but it's time to order your forces to withdraw and stand down we have this i'm sorry it took so long old friend and the message read from the blood spears chapter master meschana looked on as the ships of the astartes force fell into an oh so familiar attack pattern their vessels were new their markings freshly painted but familiar and the orc force was smashed within an inch of their finishing line for if they'd taken this station the entire sector would have fallen yet the fury of the astartes was unstoppable and soon all that remained of the invasion force was a scrap field one he had not seen since that day he translated over a certain fortress monastery world all those years ago at the conclusion of the battle rastina slumped into his chair for a moment while his exhausted bridge staff whooped and cheered at their survival their deliverance he wiped his face of the sweat there and then rose he barked out orders for the next eight hours as he started his fleet broke up and scouted the entire system for stragglers the lead battle barge came into dock and it was irrefutable the sigils the same the colours the banners all the same when all was quiet when all was done mastina went to the only place he could think of just in case [Music] and as he walked his feet echoed on the hard deck and corridors again he did so with purpose and he was not disappointed for as he turned that corner toward the viewport there a marine stood he had a long cape just off the ground gold and red in its trim helm in the crook of his left arm long blond hair cascading down his back like a mantle for his cape but he stood in the spot and so general mastina solely paced up to his place and stood viewing the nebula and thus the warrior next to him spoke beautiful isn't it mustina slowly turned his head but found he had to crane it up even more than he remembered he had not been around marines for so long had he forgotten their size the angel broke the silence again no you are not mistaken i am taller now and he began his tale always looking out at the nebula you see i was found by the mechanicum my body broken barely alive then turned me in the dreadnought then when the spears were disbanded nothing left to remain for they placed me in another chapter i had thought that the end i fought and was awoken again slept and awoken again but in all of that time something else was a foot you see someone had sent a message a plea to the high lords of terror a request for a founding it never got there but it was received by the indomitus crusade something i will explain later at first it was ignored along with so many other transmissions but one ends in reddit he took it to his data state and read it for weeks every line every paragraph and he gave it to others and they gave it to others and slowly by slowly it rose through the ranks until finally a trillion to one trance a man that is not a man a leader that is more a god the son of the emperor rebuked german himself read it for all that was going on it was so compelling so honest so true that is what he told me that he could not stop reading it and he took action he had men of the blood with him in his gray shields but more than this he asked one question that nobody else would are any of them left even one and so it was that i was found i was brought aboard his ship and he spoke to me himself offered me the choice and i accepted they took me from my dreadnought performed a surgery on me that seemed unlikely to work only mark neyer's calgary received this before and lived but they made me whole again they made me primaries and then he rebuked gilman made me the chapter master and he gave me all of the men ships and support i would need so the blood spears are back we are here now because of you because you wrote that idol of my words because you sent it out when anybody else would have put it on a wall for their own posterity because of you thank you mistina you have no idea what it was like without you and the spears we lost so much the angel now stretched out his much larger arm and simply put his hand on the general shoulder did not look at him continued to look out of the stars and simply said don't worry mistina we are returned we shall take it all back and the blood spears will stand with you your men your women we will win the battles you cannot fight we will endure we will fight together in the name of the emperor until the stars themselves burn cold

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Length: 58min 52sec (3532 seconds)

Published: Sat Mar 27 2021