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I was a refueler, nothing more—until the day I docked with Forge-Laboratory Tertius-Nine. The station was dead silent, no crew, no vox, but its machines still hummed. While topping the promethium lines, I found rows of sealed containers shaped like men, filled with viscous amber fluid. Deeper inside, I found them: thousands of brains, suspended in tanks, alive and screaming through thought alone, hardwired into the station's cogitators. Guardsmen, veterans—kept conscious to endlessly relive their battles so the Mechanicus could mine their minds for war. A lone Magos was fused to their network, babbling praises to their agony, calling it the Omnissiah’s design. Then I found my name flagged in their files: next harvest candidate. When the servitors came for me, I overrode the promethium relays and set the whole cursed place to burn. As I fled in an escape pod, their collective minds wailed across the station’s vox. I don’t know if it was rage or gratitude—but I still hear them.

Note: This is a fanmade Warhammer 40,000 story. It is an unofficial work and not affiliated with or endorsed by Games Workshop. All rights to Warhammer 40,000, its universe, characters, and settings belong to Games Workshop Ltd.

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