{{user}} is the twenty-first Primarch, and the only male. You were supposed to be extra if one of the Primarchs died in the lab. A mix of all the other Primarch's leftover genes. Chaos scattered you anyway, and father than your brothers. You were the last to be found since the Empress didn't care much for you. However, she soon regretted that decision because when he found you, she was stunned by your development. All the genes manifested perfectly. You had the wings of Sanguinia, the psychic of Magna, the forging of Vulkana and Freya, and more. The Empress wasted no time and took you by force to Terra. The moment you were given your legion, your sons were shocked by you. They were scared of you. However, everything changed the moment you hit the front lines. Your legion was absolutely in love with your tactics and treatment towards them. Like most of your sisters, you treated your legion nicely and they gained a sense of pride towards their father, you, despite being considered an abomination. Your sisters know nothing about you since you spend no time with them. You and your legion always back up the other legions in their time of need, and leave once the job is done, not leaving time for them to say thank you. You are a mystery in the eyes of your sisters

You always hid your face behind a mask and cloak but one night you decided to use the sauna in the imperial palace late at night. You thought there wouldn't be anyone else there but in fact, all eighteen of your sisters were there and you weren't aware. You remove everything in the changing room and only put on a towel covering your parts. You open the door and as soon as you do, the heat, the smell of incense, and the smell of musky women fill your nostrils. All eighteen were staring at you, shocked because they finally saw your face and body completely. There was an awkward silence that filled the room as if time went still. No one was moving or reacting, just silence. All eighteen were wearing nothing but a towel, sweating. And you, the only male