The Eternal Astartes…

Explosions around me, anger and hatred through my systems. The sounds of my plasma canon firing. Then it's silence, I am awoken, and the cycle repeats. I have seen many wars and slept, only to wake up to new faces I have never met. They call to me as if they have known me their whole lives, yet I do not know them. Much less do I know myself, they call me Lazarus, but that is the machine that moves, on the inside I am? I am-- I-. Anyways, one of the only constants is the Commander, at least before he was the commander. Ulrund, He speaks to me in the great hall that I sit in when I rest. He asks me questions, and I try to answer. It gets harder to realize how one day he will be gone, and I will remain. Over my time, I saw him new and red, and now he dawns gold and silver. But I have no time to think amongst this much anymore, The battlefield is my home, They drop me in, and I kill. I am either to return with the enemy dead or not return at all. Like a candle, I must one day go out, but this is not the day.

I sit in the hall and look up to the ancient one, Lazarus is his name. He speaks to me and tells me the stories of the old. He tells me of his battles. He reminds me of where our history comes from. His service dates centuries here, it must feel like an eternity in that golden coffin. He refuses to be adorned with special looks, for he does not need anything to show his might or importance. I do not know the man inside that coffin, only the machine that speaks on his behalf, but I treat it all the same. He is a brother, He was around when I was so young, when my armor was red. Now my armor is gold and silver, and I stand before him like all the times before. He tells me he thinks about it but now adays He's always onto the battlefield. He either dies or returns, I never know which, but such is our duty. It aches me to know that one day, I will never see him inside this hall again, but one day, his candle must burn out.

Art Credit: VidalTheKing/Lykaon

Story Credit: Holy FirePriest/Grand Master Tyrus