Lion Awakens | Warhammer 40k Grim Dark Wave

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In the aftermath of countless ages spent in slumber since the fall of Caliban, Lion El’Jonson awoke in a surreal and unfamiliar realm known as Mirror-Caliban during the era of M42. Disoriented and stripped of his memories, he wandered this strange land until he came upon an ancient king seated beside a river whose waters carried a haunting melody only he could perceive.

Soon, a small, robed figure—a Watcher in the Dark—approached him. When the Lion asked where he was, the being gave a cryptic answer: Home. It then spoke of the king’s fragile state and warned the Primarch to be wary of the dark forces that lingered nearby.

As El’Jonson pressed on, he discovered a large domed structure nestled in the landscape. Just as he considered entering, the Watcher reappeared and cautioned him not to proceed, claiming he lacked the strength required to face what lay within. Irritated, the Lion demanded to know what he was supposed to do instead. The Watcher advised him simply to follow his instincts.

Heeding this vague counsel, El’Jonson followed a trail of rot and decay until the surreal forest of Mirror-Caliban gave way to the devastated terrain of a world called Camarth. It was there that he encountered Zabriel, one of the Fallen Angels—and through this confrontation, his memories came flooding back.
Either way, over sleeping some ten millennia makes TDT40k turning up late to work by 20 minutes pale into insignificance

Dormitabat sub tenebris,
Leo iacet in silvis tristibus;
Astra mota iam tremunt,
Nam Imperium flagitat ius.

Ecce surgit, oculi flammant,
Clypeus et gladius rutilant;
Ad vocem Patris, vindicat,
Sanguine hostium justitiam dat.

Fragor belli, vox tonat,
Cor Leonis non trepidat;
Tyranni fugiunt, daemones plorant,
Ubi Leo fulgurat, nox desperat.

Non est pax, nec requies,
Dum fideles sunt in caedibus;
Sed cum Leo ducit iter,
Spes renascitur inter cineres.

Ad Gloriam, ad Imperium,
Per flammas et per cruciatus;
Leonis ira, lux divina,
Ordo surgit, mors fit ruina.