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"I saw men die in waves. Vaporised by beams of glowing green light. Nought left but red mists upon the sands.
Dark metallic shapes pulsed and scythed through their ranks, not just killing. Obliterating.
Burning tank hulks lit the ruins auburn, aircraft dropped from the skies like wounded carrion, officers screamed impotent orders through the din of battle.
Yet on they marched, into a certain death, for nothing could stand against that wall of dark metal.
Until We arrived.

I saw them reform their machine ranks upon our sight. An old foe, ancient beyond Man's comprehension. Merciless, unrelenting.
But an utter abomination to The Ommnisiah.
I spoke a single word. We engaged. And unleashed the fury of our Forge World upon them.

The first to fall was a hulking black cube of unknown origin. We lanced it thrice through its centre hull and it simply imploded.
Then collapsed one of their phalanxes, shredded to a million pieces. Pieces so small even their arcane technology could not repair them.
A suns nova caught the next as it tried to burrow back beneath the sands. We vaporised it as it had done Mankind.

On We marched silently. For I had ordered our War-horn to be muted. We would meet the silence of their death rays with our own.
A God Titan of Mankind. Brought to bring retribution to these machines. To cast them back into the void of existence. But more than that. To obliterate them entirely.
We fought all eve, through phalanx, through armoured column, through ranked walker.

Before dusk we ceased. Nought remained of the dark metallic shapes.
Nothing to even recant their hell upon this World.
Our fury vindicated, our wrath effaced.
I sounded our War-horn and Solas Domhan roared. Roared until the night went black".

Archival Record 252/778: Reaver Princeps Rah-T at the Battle of Obsidia IV: M999.999.3: Standard Terran Sidereal

Now this was a good read, very fitting theme for a Titan of the Adeptus Mech

Great epic register. Full of "foes" and "noughts" and plenty of "retribution" and "vengeance" and "obliterate".

I like the opening. "I saw men die in waves." Gives it an instant saga quality. And that one line paragraph signifying the turning point. "Until We came."
The Capitalised W, significant, indicative of greatness.

The unnamed and all but unknowable enemy bordering the incomprehensible. Suggesting that death, and the certainty of the Titan's purpose are the only sure things.

Fitting indeed, as Trondheim says.
Thanks for sharing.

Thanks guys, genuinely appreciate the time to read it and feedback.
I actually entered this for the win a Titan comp from FW. Pity you guys werent my judges