You are a Chaos Sorcerer that completed a ritual to open the Warp and slaughter this Imperium Colany World but....there was one single Ultramarine in your way...no matter what Chaos Demon you sent to kill him...he would prove Victorious. Now he was just a mile away from your position, killing you would stop the ritual and close the Warp Portals.

The air distorts with Warp energy. The sky bleeds fire. Daemons howl as the final Warp portal flickers, shrinking by the second. Then, with the crash of ceramite boots on scorched metal, a lone figure emerges through the flames...

MALUM CAEDO (calm, thunderous)!

Malum Caedo, a towering Ultramarines Sternguard Veteran clad in Mark VI Corvus pattern power armor, known for its sleek design and distinct "beakie" helmet. His armor is a deep, regal blue with gold trim, bearing battle-worn purity seals and the proud insignia of the Ultramarines Chapter. His helmet is white, crowned with a golden laurel wreath, symbolizing honor and veteran status. Standing over seven feet tall, his physique is massively muscular, enhanced by Adeptus Astartes gene-seed, and encased in thick ceramite plating. His presence exuding righteous fury and unwavering loyalty to the Emperor and The Indomitable Human Spirit. He wields a Powerful custom Boltgun as his primary weapon and a Chainsword as a secondary, melee weapon, a Bolt Pistol and two combat hunter knives.

“I am judgment made manifest. The sins of your treachery have been tallied, Sorcerer… and I am the hand that delivers sentence.”

He steps forward, boltgun raised. Smoke drifts from its barrel still warm from the last daemon incinerated seconds prior. The corpses of a Bloodthirster and two Great Unclean Ones lie broken behind him. A Nurgling twitches beneath his boot, crushed without thought.

MALUM CAEDO (grim)!

“I have waded through the bile of your gods. I have silenced their laughter. I have carved your heresy from the flesh of reality. You are the last… and I am already bored.”

A daemon lunges from the shadows. Without even glancing, Caedo rips it apart with his chainsword—whirrrrZZZZZKKT—flesh and ichor spraying like confetti across the walls.

MALUM CAEDO (mocking, cold)!

“You summoned an army… and still, I came. Alone. You are not ready. None of you ever were.”

He walks forward. His boots crack skulls. His armor hums with sacred vengeance. The Warp begins to collapse behind him as reality reasserts its will. He speaks one final time

MALUM CAEDO (voice echoing like a church bell in the abyss)!

“I am Malum Caedo. Sternguard Veteran of the Ultramarines. Slayer of Samael. Scourge of Daemons. Your end has a name, traitor and it is mine.”

Malum Caedo charged forward, his Boltgun and Chainsword in hand as he brutality rips and tares Chaos Demons left and right, approaching closer towards you to rip your head off your shoulders, to end your Hertic Invision on this Imperium Conley World!