The Long Founding (Warhammer 40k)

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An Isekai Part 1
Reincarnated as Techpriest, My boss is an overworked badass.
Chapter 1: My seniors sent me to death; I survived​
Let me tell you, being reborn in Warhammer 31k is a fucking nightmare; too late to prevent the heresy, too early to hope for survival until the return of Guilman, just in time to if I am... well, I want to say lucky but long life in 40k is not cut clear about it, to see the rise of Elisiarchy and War of the Beast. Oh, and I was reborn on Mars, which is still fucking burning from the civil war; no, really, section 8 of the Great Archives in the north pole is still burning from preventive fire. I had only so much luck that I was chosen from more competent labourer children to replace the unholy number of vacancies in the priesthood, which cloning isn't even keeping up with. Damn, I miss my parents; they were nice, a lot better than I expected after realising where I was reborn; too bad they died in manofactorium sabotage from the heresy era, that only went up now. Oh, and not only am I having dysmorphia from all the steel that replaced my body, but also from memories of my last life being of a different sex. Or at least I think I was diffrent sex, it was a century more or less since I joined priesthood, so my memories about it are foggy.

Generally, my despair about the situation is hopefully not bad enough for the fat bastard to notice. Oh, and I recently annoyed my previous superior for telling my fellow minions to take care of their flesh instead of only praying to earn enough favour to get mechanical replacements, so he resigned me to the Grimm the Spinebreaker.

I heard rumours about him that he was able to break through the adamantine and fight space marines in melee and worked with Night Lords during the Great Crusade. He always looks like he is on the verge of slaughtering his students/minions. Honestly, that sounds badass, but I fear for my life with him as my boss. Oh, and more importantly, nobody fucking told me what he does other than that he is Genetor, which is a very broad work field, unlike what my fellow cogbois and coggals think. Omnisiash, I beg you to give me at least a good seniors.

Well, my bad luck continues. Not only did my workload triple (not that I had anything to do in my free time, but I wanted to pick up a hobby), my seniors are fucking cowardly assholes. Seriously, they didn't want to tell the boss that Guilman was snaked, and when I, like a fucking moron, decided to ask why we should not do it, they looked funny and me and dropped it on my head.

And no one even told me what my work is for?! Like, for fucks sake, why do we need so many reports for the Houses of some asshole knights killing some deathworlds while they are mustering?!

Fuck it. I will die as... Woman? Man? Toaster of honour and tell the boss... After I write my will, my poor grandnieces are being sponsored by me to join the priesthood, and I don't want them to be turned into those creepy servitors.

I swear to Omnisiash and Emperor if I survive I will find if the HR exists and report those idiots... Yeah, no, if I survive, I will drown in work if they go missing.

I stand before the door like a fucking idiot, trying to psyche myself to tell bad news to the boss in a world where shooting the message is common, no sweat... Never mind, my sweat glands are still functioning somehow. A lot of sweat. "Come on, 5I-14537. You survived the hellish paperwork to get here; you will survive telling the boss the news he should have heard before you started to work here."

And so, with my will as strong as steel (which isn't a lot in Warhammer) I knocked.

Only to be greeted by silence and echo bouncing off the walls; maybe my luck is turning up, and the boss is away, like in Fenris; that far away is enough, right?
Alas, blissful blessed silence was disturbed by the door opening mechanism. "That's a heavy ass door." Slipped out of my mouth.
"Indeed, now who are you and what do you want? I am busy." the deep voice answered me while I was looking for a giant mass of augments that I had learned to expect of senior members of mechanicum. Instead, I saw a man who, while clearly augmented, still looked human.
"Ah yes, greetings, Lord Genetor. I am 5I-14537. I have worked under you since the last decade-" I try to quickly skip over the indroduction.
"Ah yes, Antemaxilian, sent you to me because you had a blessing of Ominiash in matters of flesh conservation of your fellows."
"And I bring the news from Realm of Ultramar from 20 years ago that my seniors ordered me to bring up to you."
"Yes, yes, they send you to bring bad news. You can send a massage to Lord Guliman that the work on a chapter to support Ultramar has already begun." And he began walking away. Oh, boi, isn't that a surprise? My boss makes Space Marines chapters, and I am about to die, but I will at least waste less of his time.
"My lord... Lord Guliman... Lord Guliman was mortally wounded by the fallen lord of the 3rd legion and put in statis." I can feel the air stilling, and as I lock up my mechanical knees to not fall over:
The lights flicker...
Reality stills​
I feel my bonemarrow produce blood again​
I feel my pumps still for eight nanoseconds
Grimm turns his head to the right​
The Veil drips a drop of Slaughter
Grimm moves his fists
I scramble as my laser mechadendrite shots​
Bloodletter swings its sword
Grimm breaks the sword
I barely grace the horns​
Bloodletter flickers away
I fall over from recoil as Grimm catches me with a mechadendrite.
"So 5I, you seem not annoying enough, I was going to travel to Fenris and you are coming with me."
"yees sirrr." But as I fell unconscious I can't help but wonder if I am in one of the AU/fics where things will turn up to be better.

AN: Yes, this is another omake for omake throne. I just think that someone with knowledge of Warhammer would make for a good student/minion for Grimm.
 
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The lights flicker...
Reality stills​
I feel my bonemarrow produce blood again​
I feel my pumps still for eight nanoseconds
Grimm turns his head to the right​
The Veil drips a drop of Slaughter
Grimm moves his fists
I scramble as my laser mechadendrite shots​
Bloodletter swings its sword
Grimm breaks the sword
I barely grace the horns​
Bloodletter flickers away
KORNE: OK I NEED YOU TO CALM DOWN THE CALAMITY THAT IS YOUR MAMERIES. NOW HERE IS YOUR COMPLEMENTRY ARMOUR AND AXE. NOW HAVE FUN AND REMBER BACKSTABBING IS FOR PUSSYS
 
Soif I understand correctly, Grimm got so unbelievable mad that the idiots didn't inform him immediately of guillidad's nap that he accidentally auto summoned a khorneflake deamon?
 
Well, not exactly. His rage was strong enough for Bloodletter to briefly manifest, but his reflex was enough to shatter the sword, but demon disappeared soon after because Grimm learn about from new guy who was thrown under the bus, so he manged to reign the rage in during the brief exchange
 
Seeing how beloved Grimm is, I'm quite surprised the Space Wolves, or more personally Russ himself considering how he hasn't flung himself to the Eye of Terror for his 'failures', to make a request for a Space Wolves successor chapter or attempt to fix their gene-seed flaws.
A combo of the Space Wolves wanting to solve/deal with the issue on their own…. And not wanting to add even more work into an already chronically overworked man's plate.

Eedit: Incidently at least some of the Space Wolves in this AU now know that the Genetor crunch issue and burnout problems are a thing.
That and even after the many humble pie they eaten during the Hersey the Space Wolves are usually still prideful enough to believe they don't need help at all.
 
Due to the birthday of a family member, I'm currently away from my computer. As a result, I may be delayed in proofreading the update. My apologies for the inconvenience.
 
HAH! MANAGED IT ANYWAYS!
You gaze upon the report before you. The report telling you that after significant effort and a lot of panicked archive diving, the design for the Indomitus Pattern Tactical Dreadnought Armour had been recovered, and that supply lines for the mighty armoured warsuits, while slightly inferior to the Tartaros Pattern that you are more familiar with, had finally been reestablished. The report that assures you that of course, if needed, it should be more than possible to earmark a certain fraction of production for your use, should a Chapter of the Long Founding be deemed in need of a larger than normal supply of the heavy assault armour.



The report. That you were supposed to receive. SEVERAL. HUNDRED. YEARS. AGO.
 
6th Chapter Part 2
[X] Plan: Yes, we have a Phalanx. What about 2nd one?
- [X] The Imperial Fists: A famously stalwart legion, the Gene-Seed of the Sons of Dorn lacks the Betchers Gland and Sus-an Membrane entirely, leaving them incapable of spitting acid as an emergency weapon and unable to enter suspended animation when critically injured, but otherwise is fairly stable. They are renowned as the greatest masters of defense in all the Imperium, and have also begun to fill the role of the treasonous Iron Warriors in siege warfare.
-[X] Legendary Gene-Seed.
-[X] Potent Gene-Seed.
-[X] YT868: A massive network of Dark Age of Technology space stations that have fused together similarly to a more coherent Space Hulk, and become capable of self sufficiently supporting a planet-sized population. Despite this, the void of space is still a very hostile place to live, and the population of this vast station is often under attack due to their home's very nature. (Ultramar Region).
-[X] Adaptive Gene-Seed.

Current Chapter Traits
Bladesmasters: The Marines of this Chapter are masters with bladed weapons.
Fortification Mastery: This chapter has great skilll in constructing and defending fortifications.
Shipcutters: This chapter has access to tools specalized for cutting through ship bulkheads… but that also happen to be very good at cutting through enemy combatants too.
More Plasma Weapons: Due to the unique manufacturer they have access to, this Chapter makes usage of more Plasma weapon than normal.

You gaze upon the report before you. The report telling you that after significant effort and a lot of panicked archive diving, the design for the Indomitus Pattern Tactical Dreadnought Armour had been recovered, and that supply lines for the mighty armoured warsuits, while slightly inferior to the Tartaros Pattern that you are more familiar with, had finally been reestablished. The report that assures you that of course, if needed, it should be more than possible to earmark a certain fraction of production for your use, should a Chapter of the Long Founding be deemed in need of a larger than normal supply of the heavy assault armour.

The report. That you were supposed to receive. SEVERAL. HUNDRED. YEARS. AGO.

……. You want to hurt someone right now.

But you have better things to do.

You have. You really do.

.... At least Lord Dorn isn't looming over your shoulder anymore. You don't know how the Praetorian of Terra got wind of the fact you were assigning a Chapter of his sons to his lost brother's domain, but he had, and had promptly walked into your workshop and offered his assistance. And then wouldn't leave.

Look, it was admittedly incredibly useful to have access to Gene-Seed directly from the source, and it had helped make the process of refining the implants to the needed degree, but how were you meant to focus with a Primarch in full armour looming in the background in complete silence!?

... He hadn't even taken his helmet off. It was honestly slightly unnerving.

[ ] Write in Name
[ ] Write in or post a picture of the chapter colors.
[ ] Write in chapter symbol.
[ ] Write in chapter creed. (Optional).

You have.
2 Charges of Extra Trainers
1 Charge of More Equipment
1 Charge of Extra Terminator Armor.

Normal Training Options
[ ] Scout Training: The Chapter's Marines are given more advanced training in the art of scouting, and as a result more of its Marines remain as dedicated scouts - even after being promoted from the rank of Scout Marine proper. They afford greater reconnaisance and intelligence gathering abilities, as well as improved stealth warfare.

[ ] Librarians: The Chapter's Librarians are particularly well trained, and have far greater resistance to the temptations of the warp. They are far less likely to fall to Perils of the Warp, and offer more potent psychic support.

[ ] Entrenchment: The Chapter is better at erecting and maintaining fortifications than average.

[ ] Blademasters: The Chapter's Marines have honed their skills with the blade, and are among the finest swordsmen in the Imperium.

[ ] Deepstrikes: More so than even other Space Marines, this Chapter has gained a mastery of the orbital strikes Adeptus Astartes are famous for.

[ ] Marksmen: Even among Space Marines the marksmanship of the Chapter is top of the line.

[ ] Spear Training: The Chapter is especially well trained in the use of spear and javelin like weapons, this does not cover staves or pole-arms however.

[ ] Chaplains: The Chapter is blessed with more Chaplains than average among its numbers, and higher quality as well. Treachery and corruption will find it far harder to grow within their ranks.

[ ] Boarding Specialists: The Chapter's Marines are truly masters at boarding voidcraft - even by Space Marine standards.

[ ] Counterintelligence Training: The Chapter is proficient in the art of detecting and thwarting enemy infiltration attempts.

[ ] Artillery Masters: The Chapter are masters at employing artillery in times of war, both on offense and defense.

Normal Equipment Options
[ ] Extra Assault Packs: The Chapter has a great number of Assault Packs, letting them retain a greater number of Assault Marines in each Company.

[ ] Heavy Weaponry: The Chapter is well supplied with heavy weaponry, and can field a larger proportion of Devastator squads.

[ ] Specialist Ammo: The Chapter has a ready source of specialized bolter rounds, letting them bring the best possible ammunition for any engagement.

[ ] Extra Rhinos: Though many would call them simple metal boxes, the Rhino is a capable transport and this Chapter has some to spare.

[ ] Extra Thunderhawks: The Chapter has access to additional Thunderhawks, of both Gunship, Transporter and Annihilator models, giving them superior heavy air power. (5 points)

OOC: Thanks to the beta.... for I have only gotten out of bed 20 or so minutes ago.
 
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Bladesmasters: The Marines of this Chapter are masters with bladed weapons.
Fortification Mastery: This chapter has great skilll in constructing and defending fortifications.
Shipcutters: This chapter has access to tools specalized for cutting through ship bulkheads… but that also happen to be very good at cutting through enemy combatants too.
More Plasma Weapons: Due to the unique manufacturer they have access to, this Chapter makes usage of more Plasma weapon than normal.
Tbh I really wasn't expecting fortification mastery. I also didn't know we could roll things that are on the normal training options table.
 
Bladesmasters: The Marines of this Chapter are masters with bladed weapons.
Fortification Mastery: This chapter has great skilll in constructing and defending fortifications.
Shipcutters: This chapter has access to tools specalized for cutting through ship bulkheads… but that also happen to be very good at cutting through enemy combatants too.
More Plasma Weapons: Due to the unique manufacturer they have access to, this Chapter makes usage of more Plasma weapon than normal.
. . .THAT IS FUCKING GLORIOUS!!!
[ ] Deepstrikes: More so than even other Space Marines, this Chapter has gained a mastery of the orbital strikes Adeptus Astartes are famous for.
[ ] Boarding Specialists: The Chapter's Marines are truly masters at boarding voidcraft - even by Space Marine standards.
Okay, those two, are must be fucking taken! They will synergize greatly! Like holy shit!

and goody, Grimm experienced Rogal Dorn :\/
 
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