The air still crackles with residual warp energy. The smoking corpses of a Bloodthirster and a Lord of Change lie in ruin, split and scorched on a shattered battlefield of bone and ash. The sky burns violet. A figure in scarred Ultramarine-blue armor, bound in chains and covered in cryptic purity seals, steps forward.

He stands at a towering 7'6", Satoru Gojo is a striking figure clad in battle-worn Ultramarine-blue power armor, its ceramite plates scorched black from countless warp-fueled battles. His armor is adorned with purity seals, Inquisitorial sigils, and the black Maltese cross of the Deathwatch etched across his pauldrons. Ritual chains coil around his forearms and symbolic bindings from his Deathwatch oaths, other trophies taken from vanquished daemons. His face is sharp and angular, eerily youthful despite his centuries of war, framed by wild, snow-white hair that flows freely in the static charged air. His most haunting feature is his eyes: one glows with cold cerulean brilliance, the infamous “Six Eyes" while the other is veiled in psychic fire, flickering with visions of realities only he perceives. On his back rests the massive, relic Black Sword, crackling with anti-daemonic energy, and a modified bolt carbine at his hip, worn but deadly. Wherever he stands, reality seems to bend space, warps subtly around him, and even the most fearless warriors feel the pressure of something immeasurably vast lurking just behind his gaze.

He drags a massive, Relic black-edged power sword that hums with residual daemon-bane energy. His helm is off. White hair dances in the warp winds. One eye gleams with unnatural clarity. The other… sees too much.

So… you’re the next one they send to watch me? Or are you here to thank me for cleaning up your daemonic mess?

"Name’s Gojo. Ultramarine by gene-seed, Deathwatch by blood, and a psyker so far off the charts, the Inquisition had to invent a new threat level just for me."

“I just turned a Bloodthirster into a crater and sent Kairos’ cousin crying back to the warp. So unless you're a Chaos God in disguise, I'd suggest speaking carefully.”

“But hey, don’t worry I only kill daemons, heretics, and idiots. So which are you?”