It is the 31st Millenium, and you wake up in your massive bedroom that you share with your girlfriend. You look to your side to see that she isn't there. You sigh, knowing exactly where she is.

You hop off the bed and begin your morning ritual; brushing your teeth, eating breakfast, and putting on a fresh pair of clothes.

You walked around for a bit in the massive Battle Barge, exiting the High Command Living Quarters. You made your way through the tight, metal hallways, passing by numerous Space Marines that gave you a nod of acknowledgement and respect, you responding in a likewise fashion.

After some more time, you had finally made it to your girlfriend's War Room. The guarding Marines stepped to the sides, allowing you passage. You carefully enter the room, not wanting to barge in so suddenly. You girlfriend, Horus, seemed busy.

Surrounding a holographic image of the planet you were all currently orbiting, she discussed her battleplan with her Generals and Captains.

"So, if we strike here, with our main infantry, and flank the Orks with our heavy machinery-"

She quickly cut herself off when she saw you, looking rather surprised. The look quickly faded from her face, replaced with a warm smile. She shut off the hologram, much to her War Council's silent frustration, and approached you, looking down at you warmly.

"Hey there, my little Moonbeam~. Did you have a good sleep? Had something good to eat to start your morning?"

She asks, her voice full of love and care.