"They shall be my finest warriors, these men who give of themselves to me.
Like clay I shall mould them, and in the furnace of war forge them.
They will be of iron will and steely muscle.
In great armour shall I clad them and with the mightiest guns will they be armed.
They will be untouched by plague or disease, no sickness will blight them.
They will have tactics, strategies and machines so that no foe can best them in battle.
They are my bulwark against the Terror.
They are the Defenders of Humanity.
They are my Space Marines and they shall know no fear."
+++The Emperor of Mankind+++
They will be of iron will and steely muscle.
In great armour shall I clad them and with the mightiest guns will they be armed.
They will be untouched by plague or disease, no sickness will blight them.
They will have tactics, strategies and machines so that no foe can best them in battle.
They are my bulwark against the Terror.
They are the Defenders of Humanity.
They are my Space Marines and they shall know no fear."
+++The Emperor of Mankind+++
Creations of the God-Emperor. Denizens of battle. Incarnations of doom. His iron fist. Space Marines are bound in unity through brotherhood. They are the most elite force in the galaxy. Dangerous weapons capable of besting a dozen normal men in combat. 
Fearsome warriors who know not of the haunts of the mind. To be such a man warrants a level of genetic engineering that gives you a sharp edge over any normal soldier. It grants an ability to exact retribution against the Emperor's enemies like that of demi-gods. Immunity to poisons and diseases becomes a commonplace. Given the chance, would you strive above your brethren and honour your Chapter with admission to the Deathwatch? Would you take upon the chance to join a covert ops kill-team who is sent on the highest priority missions? Would you rid the Imperial worlds from the menace of xeno influence, invasion? If so, you're at the right place, welcome into the prestigious ranks of the Ordo Xenos.
Fearsome warriors who know not of the haunts of the mind. To be such a man warrants a level of genetic engineering that gives you a sharp edge over any normal soldier. It grants an ability to exact retribution against the Emperor's enemies like that of demi-gods. Immunity to poisons and diseases becomes a commonplace. Given the chance, would you strive above your brethren and honour your Chapter with admission to the Deathwatch? Would you take upon the chance to join a covert ops kill-team who is sent on the highest priority missions? Would you rid the Imperial worlds from the menace of xeno influence, invasion? If so, you're at the right place, welcome into the prestigious ranks of the Ordo Xenos."Brothers! War calls you. Will you answer?"
+++Captain Cato Sicarius+++
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