Chris Wright. Warhammer 40,000: Child of Chaos (№ 441161)

So what do you need from me? Perhaps some explanation? Any great soul-saving story that would explain how events unfolded? Perhaps there was a reason - a driving force that would make everything logical; and, having understood it, you might hate me a little less than now. However, one does not exist. I never had time to repent. I am elemental. So to speak, axiomatic - such as the one who is inside a whole tangle of false moves should be. As you can see, I got my way. I am who I am. This is my blessing and - for the sake of symmetry - my curse.