"The laughter of our loved ones is a fragile gift. Happiness is not guaranteed in this Life. When you have it, protect it. Let no one take it from you. For in this Life, all will stand against you. With any dream you try and create, there will be those who try to steal it from you. And when they do, fight them to the death.

To be born of this bloodline is to be born a warrior. For as long as our people have wandered the stars over the world of Hrykahn, we have passed these lessons to our children. The first lesson of warfare my child, is this: no matter his rank, the foremost concern of a warrior is how he will behave at the moment of his death. Concentrate always on the inevitability of your end. Our way is the practice of death. Victory and defeat are the imposters. Illusions.

Every day you must consider being ripped apart by rifle and blade, thrown into the frozen reaches of space, torn in two by explosive charges, consumed by the bone-melting heat of a blast furnace, crushed beneath the treads of a Krawl...

If you are wounded so badly there is no hope of recovery, and in the course you do not suffer the fate of dying alone, these are the preparations of a warrior's death: speak to your Brothers calmly and clearly for as long as you remain conscious. While you can still breathe offer your final words - 'Carry on my Will.'

Fight relentlessly towards your own Death and Life cannot count you among its horde of slaves. Only after having fallen by these tenets can a warrior ascend in Death."
-- world building text ramble!

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