Chapter 42 - What is a Space Marine? (Patreon)

I gave the hulking goliath a brief nod of acknowledgement, to which he bowed back reverently, immediately stepping to the side to allow me to pass, he did not raise his head until I was fully past him. In this universe, I was his Creator, I was his God Emperor of Mankind, with all the loyalty, zealotry, and fanaticism that that entailed, minus the overwhelming xenophobia since my living crew had no full humans in it besides myself. When designing him and the others of his kind, my thoughts of Warhammer 40k had unconsciously shaped their character profile, though it was nowhere complex enough to use them as characters in a holonovel. His purpose ‘in life’ was to protect me, my crew, and my ship, in that order. The many skills I had given him had made him a very competent and skilled killer.