"They said I was just a number, '117-Calleon' on the death list.
Until I opened the three bloody diaries buried with me——
Fanatic nuns, crazy mechanical sages, and wailers who are spurned by the entire universe...
It turns out that this losing war contains secrets that even the emperor dare not tell. "
Four diaries, four last paragraphs, an ultimate sacrifice covered up by the empire.
I am Caerleon, a levy from the agricultural planet of Balthalas, and they tell me this is a glorious crusade.
Until 90% of my company died in the first airborne, until I discovered that the higher-ups knew this was a sacrifice.
I peeked into the top-secret diaries of three "big shots":
Matilda, Captain of the Order of the Holy Blood and Rose. She found that faith could not explain the time reversal and phantoms on the battlefield. When the God-Emperor was silent in the most important prayer, she began to wonder... Is the sacred object we protect a gift or a curse?
Galta-7X, Grand Sage of the Mechanicus. He came to search for ancient technology, but was infected by the data virus in the ruins. When the team members turned into mechanical monsters one by one, he made a crazy choice: "If knowledge must be exchanged for souls, then exchange it."
Sarfanir, Lamenters Chapter Astartes. They are the children of a genetic curse and are ostracized by all imperial forces. But when we all retreated, only this group of "cursed ones" chose to stay and fight for the last seven minutes with their lives for the civilians: "Our shame begins with a great sacrifice that no one knows."
And I am just a mortal, Calyon.
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It's quite possible to make a short story [I learned it] (I just haven't enjoyed it yet)
It's quite possible to make a short story [I learned it] (I just haven't enjoyed it yet)