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Primarch Mordred Second legion warhammer40k

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My name is Mordred

The young Primarch kept on running for hours until he hit the limits of a city. A very tall city with massive towers, sticking out of it and massive walls all around it.

For the moment he studied how the people came and go out of the city gate on motorized vehicles as they carry different out of supplies of food and lumber as well as seen many ships land go out of the city and into the city.

The young primarch is convinced this is a city of trade of some sort or it's just receive more supplies, but either way it would serve his needs of knowing where he is he studies the exterior of the city, a bit more and found a large enough pipe that is spewing out water.

Made his way towards the city, he ripped off the gate, blockers with his bare hands from the pipes, then proceeded to climb into those pipes into a maze of other pipes into the sewer system of the city.

It took some time, but he eventually navigated out of it into the underbelly of the city and witness large numbers of of homeless and gangsters live constantly killing each other for territory, and for scraps of food.

On other sections of this underbelly that he looked at was horrifying to look at for any other person who came down here the killings Uncontrollable cannibalism and mass amount of rapes, as well as forcing women to birth children to increase gang member size for their petty little wars.

In that moment the young primarch knew what he had to do. He is the son of the emperor of mankind, a liberator, a conqueror.

Mordred: my name is Mordred and I will save this world from itself. This insanity cannot be allowed to continue.

Mordrid spoke to himself, and his voice held conviction and determination to make his words, true something deep within him ever since been reborn in this body screamed at him to save the humans within this underbelly from themselves.

Any fears he's had has always been brushed aside by a supernatural amount of bravery, which is ironic because the name Mordred means brave.

Another reason why he took this name he will be brave for others. He will hold back the tide of fear that has plagued this galaxy.

Before Mordred can think of what to do next, somebody came behind him a tall man with torn up robes, holding some type of assault rifle that Mordred was not familiar with.

Strange man: hey little boy, do you wanna come back to my Hideout I can teach you how to be a real boy!!!

The strange man did not hide his lust in his eyes for Mordreds 10 year old body and this made Mordrid become angry and sick because it took a little effort for Mordred to use his psychic abilities to read the man's mind, and what he found in there was beyond sickening. This creature that he would not even call human raped men, women, and even children.

He was A very sick bastard, who took pleasure in torturing and raping others, and did not give two shits afterwards when he killed them when he was done with them, then proceeded to eat them.

It was beyond sick, so the only thing mordred did instead of responding to the man is to run towards him faster than any 10 year old, have the right to be and proceeded shoved his hand clean through the man's stomach.

Strange man: want?

All of this happened within the blink of an eye, the sicko of a man could not follow morderd movements at all, and now his eyes filled with horror instead of lust now.

Mordred then proceeded to take his other hand and snapped the sickos neck. This took but a moment, resulting in a strange man dying on the spot as his body fell to the ground, as his blood slowly poured out of his body.

Mordred Didn't think twice after the sicko was dead to strip him of all his valuables like his gun and cloak, after all Mordred doesn't want to walk around this under hive without any clothes.

After he took everything of value Mordred marched deeper into the underdrive with grim determination on his face, then proceeds to set everything that he sees wrong, right.

END