Welter wakes up with Samle cuddled up to him, he starts to get up but Salme wakes up instantly like she was never fully asleep "noo.. don't go just 10 more minutes" Welter sighs and lays back down while thinking "System can you generate a world?"
System- of course but would you like a deal?
Welter thinks "um... sure, why so meny deals"
System- because I can and the deal is two worlds but... you don't gain points for 20 more kills, could be a alot of points could be like 1 point per kill
Welter thinks as Salme rubs against his neck among other things "jeez abit needy today but yes System"
System- agreed is very needy right now anyway world's are being generated
World 1: warhammer 40k lone space marine start/own chapter
World 2: Demon slayer unique demon start
Welter thinks "hmmm world 2 would be interesting but warhammer 40k will give me more kills fuck it world 1" he taps world 1 on his system screen and his eyes are immediately in the body of a weird space marine.
Welters Space marine look from head to toe:
helmet: white scar champion with 3 red painted claw marks on left eye
breastplate: black space wolves champion with rope of teeth, claws, small metal pieces and small skulls across upper chest gold trimming
Backpack: white space wolves champion with two wolf symbols face away from each other with a red diamond in the middle, omni-scrambler
right pauldron: white space wolves champion with a big white wolf head on it and under the wolf head is a rope of teeth, claws, small metal pieces and small skulls all around, gold trimming
left pauldron: black space wolves champion with gold wolf insignia
gold trimming
Right gauntlet: black upper arm, white fist
left gauntlet: white upper arm with tube on elbow going into small computer, black fist
Right hip: human skull with two ropes going into its eyes one going to a golden cup with fluffy white tail of a fox and the other going to a big gold coin and two a gold cup with a big claw
Left greave: fully white with death watch insignia on shin and pouches on thigh
Right greave: fully black with small symbol of a wolf head on knee, pouch on thigh
Welter looks impressed but confused " a majority of space wolf with a white scar helmet and a death watch insignia... what kind of space marine am i?"
Welter finally takes a look around him but he's in a large room "a hive city or a ship?" Welter thinks to himself he has a master-crafted Instigator bolt carbine, a Combat knife and a neo-volkite pistol
"Hmm I'm a vanguard then" he looks at his grappling hook and starts exploring wherever he is, it's abandoned at least so far.
He reaches a door its as big as he is and it's slightly open, Welter pulls apart the door to see a squad of cadians, they look in determination mixed with fear "my lord are you a Emperor's Angel"
Welter nods "yes Guardsmen"
The cadians whisper things like " ive never seen one of the Emperor's angel's wear multiple kinds of armor..."
Welter breaks the whispers with his voice being filtered through his helmet "where is this"
A cadian guardsman steps up "my lord we are on cadia we lost our commisar so we were on our way to regroup when you found us"
Welter nods "year"
The cadian speaks no questions asked "999.M41 we have just got major reinforcements"
Welter is shocked cadia will fall soon but he may be able to help it survive "take me to your commisar guardsman"
The Guardsman nods, the group runs down twists and turns of the cadian fortress till they get to a large bridge being held by Guardsmen, a Commissar walks up "a Emperor's Angel? The Adeptus Astartes are supposed to arive in a few hours"
Welter looks down at the Commissar "What's the report?"
The Commissar looks across the bridge "chaos cultists and traitorous imperial guard are trying to get across the bridge even some chaos marines but no vehicles yet"
System- player is in a command base and has strongest authority
Buildings:
Vehicle depot: caiden guardsman
Barracks: cadian guardsman
Space marines available 2x
Note: space marines will have the same colors of your armor so appearance will be:
Average space marine look but colors are
helmet: white
breastplate: black with gold wolf insignia
Backpack: white with two wolf symbols face away from each other with a red diamond in the middle
right pauldron: white
left pauldron: black space wolves champion with gold wolf insignia
gold trimming
Right gauntlet: black arm, white fist
left gauntlet: white arm, black fist
Left greave: fully white
Right greave: fully black
System- buildings can produce:
Vehicle depot: Caiden Guardsmen
1x Multi-Lazer Sentinel
1x Leman Russ Battle Tank
1x Leman Russ Punisher
Barracks: Cadian Guardsmen
20x Cadian Guardsmen with Lasguns
4x Cadian Guardsmen with Plasma Guns
Heavy squad: Cadian Guardsmen with 2x Stubbers, 4x Hotshot Lasguns
6x Engineer's
Welter summons his two Astartes and they fall from the sky in a smaller drop pod, the pod hits the ground and the two space marines step out looking very cool in their color scheme
Welter glances over at his system
System- rts mode available switch back and forth between you and rts mode at will
Welter is shocked "what Am i in warhammer 40k and in a dawn of war game for the rts?" he switches to rts mode and he sees himself as well as the other troops,
He selects the two buildings and clicks on make icons
Making 40x Cadian Guardsmen with Lasguns 2 minutes for 20x
2x Leman Russ Battle Tank 4 minutes for each
2x Leman Russ Punisher 4 minutes for each
Welter switches back to ground mode and waits for 20 minutes then he sets the building to make more while keeping the drops that were just made to stay and guard, Welter and his two Astartes cross the bridge stepping on bodys that make crackling sounds and blood splattering.
"Alright we need to find where these heretics are coming from" they reach a gate and a auto gun round bounces of welters helmet then cultists pop out of buildings and are blown apart by bolter rounds, after no time they are all dead, a massive dent is punched into the gate then another and another, suddenly a chaos dreadnought rips through the gate and steps through "brothers!!!" It screams choking it's own blood but not enough to die, Welter shoots at it trying to hit between the viewing gap "we are no brothers disgusting heretic" the dreadnought has a large bone blade forced onto the stump, flesh melded with machine into a Gross amalgamation of pain and more pain
The other arm has the normal Heavy Onslaught Gatling Cannon to deal with guardsman but originally to deal with xenos.
Welter rolls to dodge the spew of bullets
He quickly switches to rts mode and selects all the units at the bridge and orders them to rush to him, he then quickly switches back to ground mode and continues to shoot his bolter but the dreadnought is going after the other Astartes, he uses his grappling hook to get in front of one of the Astartes, he blocks he swing from the chaos dreadnought defecting the bone blade but his knife is flung away from him, his eye catches a power sword on the dreadnought most likely from a space marine the dreadnought killed, Welter takes a chance and shoots his grappling hook around it and he pulls it to himself "can't believe that worked" Welter blocks another bone blade strike this time the sword holds and Welters feet dig into the metal but he holds strong "I'll show you the power of god the Emperor!!" The Astartes back up while shooting at the view slit but the dreadnought just covers it with its blade arm while aiming it's Heavy Onslaught Gatling Cannon at Welters direction it spews put rounds and Welter dives behind cover, he checks his rts mode "3 minutes!!"
Welter charges the dreadnought again, he dodges the bone blade and is now in the way of the Heavy Onslaught Gatling Cannon, it spews rounds that hit hum but it simply bounces off his armor, the dreadnought now pissed yells "who the fuck made your armor" Welter walks through the spew of bullets but the force from the bullets still slow him down.
System- info on your chapter
Tactical Briefing
Audience: Astra Militarum Commanders
Combat Doctrine
This particular Astartes formation adheres to a Combat Doctrine centered around close-quarters engagements. They exhibit a marked preference for employing assault-oriented forces and employing tactics aimed at swiftly overwhelming the enemy in battle. Their strategic focus lies in launching aggressive assaults that capitalize on their inherent strength and combat prowess to secure victory on the battlefield.
By the order of the Emperor,
Captain Selena Vossari
Astra Militarum Intelligence Analyst
This document is classified as OMEGA-9. Unauthorized dissemination is punishable by summary execution.
Gene-stock assessment: New Generation
The progeny of this Gene-stock purity rating exhibit a progressive approach to genetic refinement. Deliberate efforts have been undertaken to mitigate any identified deficiencies within the Progenitor's genetic template, resulting in noticeable deviations. These Chapters display an inclination towards forging their distinct traditions and crafting unique historical narratives that prioritize advancements and prospects ahead of ancestral ties. While certain connections with the Progenitor Chapter might endure, it is equally probable for the newly formed Chapter to embark on an independent path, unbound by past precedents.
Demeanor divergence
Discernible divergence in Demeanor between this chapter and progenitor Space Wolves noted. While Space Wolves epitomize "The Sons of Russ"", this chapter exhibits "Brothers in Battle". Genetic stability observed; environmental or cultural factors presumed causes. Further analysis and observation recommended for elucidation.
Deficiences:
Following a meticulous analysis of the Betcher's gland, an irregularity has been identified, directly impacting the vocal characteristics of the Chapter's brethren. Varied manifestations of this deficiency are observed, ranging from some Battle-Brothers speaking only in sibilant whispers to others possessing deep, booming voices or employing an otherworldly cant. This vocal peculiarity, stemming from a malfunction in or related to the Betcher's gland, adds an unsettling and potentially terrifying dimension to the Chapter's auditory presence, affecting both allies and adversaries alike.
Flaw:
Within certain Chapters, a phenomenon known as Hyperchromatic Hubris manifests, wherein an excessive reverence towards their heraldry and colors engulfs their collective psyche. These zealous warriors perceive concealment or camouflage as acts of dishonor, equating them with cowardice. Consequently, they unabashedly don their vibrant hues upon the battlefield, utilizing conspicuous back banners to amplify their visual proclamation amidst the chaos of war. This unwavering commitment to their distinctive pigmentation borders on obsessive, transcending mere pride and impacting their strategic considerations.
By the will of the Omnissiah,
Magos Biologis Decimus Tychron
Welter is shocked at the random info drop of his chapter "wtf! Why did i get a entire analysis of my chapter?"
System- it was needed now get back to fighting the chaos dreadnought, Welter zones back in and the bone blade smacks him into a wall, his body slumps against the wall and the dreadnought slowly walks up to him ignoring the bolter rounds from the Astartes "why don't you join us brother, you'll have power beyond me"
Welter looks Up "go fuck yourself heretic" as the words are said 4 tanks drive into the area the two leman russ battle tanks immediately shoot at the chaos dreadnought making it stumble and turn to the tanks "mortals!" Welter springs up and and climbs onto the dreadnought where he charges his neo-volkite pistol up and he jumps down onto the front of the dreadnought, he shoves the pistol between the view slit and blasts everything inside to gore.
System- this is your 40th kill from now on you will get points from kills
Welter sighs both knowing he would of got alot of points and from the relief of beating such a stong opponent.
System- your body is in auto pilot mode and 5 minutes have passed in the real world, when world is exited the time your girlfriend wants more to sleep will have passed or 10 minutes
"Um ok guess ill go to world two"
System- generating world....