Glory and Honor to the Legion were the first words to me from my Father. I repeated that mantra everywhere we went and beyond. When we found my remaining Brothers I repeated it to them as well. Even when the Great Crusade started and centuries have passed I repeated it. I repeated it when I decided I would no longer follow His farce of a Truth anymore and refuse to hand over the last of its kind. When the Wolves and Angels came for me, I repeated it as I sacrificed my sons. When I fled and with His help we left the galaxy behind us, to find one that would allow our races to stand next to each other, as they once did in the past I repeated it. Now I find myself in an unfamiliar galaxy at War with those who I would call sons of my Friend. I will teach them personally how a War is fought. GLORIA ET HONOR LEGIONI…

This is my first attempt at writing something that is not a report for work and is a culmination of ideas but mostly Star Wars with a hint of Warhammer mixed in. The timeline starts about 1 year or so before the battle of Yavin. Please let me know if I made any egregious spelling/grammar errors as I am only human and never embarked on the journey that is to write a book before.