Eh. I've always known the Emperor would end up as a gross pile of rotting ooze eventually. The idea just took a while to seep into the footsloggers of my Space Marines. There was a small civil war, and the Word Bearers helped out to cut down the loyalists. Death to the False Emepror!
You'll forgive me, but you must be mistaken. I've met your makers, and they don't even know your name...
GIVING CHASE- ORDO HERETICUS FIC (Updated Mar. 19)
Hat in the Ring