Warhammer: I Have Been Conscripted by the Emperor

Everyone I see is my warrior. After reading this edict, you have become a weapon of the empire. Pray in front of the imperial icon, for you will only hear roaring afterward. The alien burning incense is your holy meal, and the interstellar brother's mecha is your coffin. My genetic primarch is waiting for you to inherit his legacy, and the Lord of the dead souls is waiting for you to dedicate his name. In the Book of Revelation, the sacrifice of your flesh and blood is for the glory of the Empire - this is the word of the Emperor and cannot be disobeyed. In this way, you will be remembered.