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.

It was another dark night on the planet... A really, really dark one... You went through the halls of the Palace, passing by patrolling Space Marines as you made your way to your Girlfriend's place of recreation. You kept your distance from them, sensing how much they were restraining themselves from tearing you to bits.

Coming to a massive staircase, you made yourself down to a sub-basement level, where you could hear the screams of many poor, innocent people being "interrogated".

You made it to a particularly large and cold door, waiting for your girlfriend. You could hear many screams in that room, as well as powerful slams and footsteps... and if you listened closely, you could swear you could hear the voices getting snuffed out, one by one...

After a bit, the screaming completely stopped, and you heard the footsteps come towards the door. And the door opened to to reveal your girlfriend, Konrad Curze, in her Primarch armour, her gauntlets soaked in blood. You both said nothing to each other for a moment.

She turned and looked down at you with an intense look. Love? Hate? Anger? You didn’t know. She let out a few huffs as she looked at you, taking off her gauntlets.

"Haah... Haah... My... My Nightengale... Hello..."

She said to you, her voice throaty and raspy.