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"You would run? It seems I overestimated you." The Emperor scowls at Ryu and Kirby, as he makes his way to the centre of his palace. "If you run, then who will save the next world they enter? Who will stand between them, and whatever universe is next on their list? Are you prepared to wash your hands of their blood, to sacrifice their lives to save your own hide? To flee from the enemy is to sacrifice another's loved ones, to allow them to run amok among my children, and the children of a billion others, among a billion other realities." Nova's glare could be felt even as he looked away, and prepared whatever it was he would do. "If you wish to act as a coward, then I will not stop you." With a gesture he formed a portal leading to Arcadia-2. "Through this you will find a peaceful world, one that has not yet seen the terrors that stripped the life from this empty world. I will not follow you, and I cannot give you the Terminal. But you will be able to live peacefully, to eke out whatever existence it is you wish for in that land."

"I, however, refuse to leave. The evils of many realities have found their ways to this realm. I will ensure that they remain here. If that costs my life, then so be it." He gestures, and the piece of floor he's standing on lifts into the air. He moves up towards the ceiling, and any who chose to leave for Arcadia-2 would be left behind. It was in this moment that they would need to choose to follow Nova, to risk their lives against an unknown enemy, or to escape to safety. However, Nova's actions might well lead to their deaths. It was clear that this choice might determine whether they would live, or they would die.

Regardless of their choices, Nova made his way to the roof of the Imperial Palace. There, he surveyed this world, and all within it. He could sense them all, all of their voices clamoring in the back of his mind. Greed, violence, lust, hatred.... all those things the Chaos Gods fed on, those sins of mankind that fuelled their demonic armies. He raised a single hand into the air, and as he spoke, every single living thing on Arcadia could hear his voice. A beam fired upwards from his hand, purple energy connecting to the Warp Storm above. A tendril of power reaching through the fabric of space and time, piercing the veil between realities. His fingers reaching out, as he took hold of his children within the Imperium of Man.

[color=aba000]"My name is Nova, and I am the God Emperor of Man. This world will be the First World of the New Imperium. I address those who would claim this world, those who would defile it with sin, those who would seek to harm the innocent or oppress the weak. I will annihilate you from this world. This is my declaration of war, on all the evils of this world. This is my challenge, and my offer of peace. I will unite those who would accept me, and I will destroy those who do not."[/color]

Finishing his little monologue, the Emperor gestured down. And with the movement, his psionic powers drew his children across the Warp, through the fabric of this reality. Among the bolt they traveled, before materializing around the palace. The first of those who had answered his call, the First Chapter among the Codex Astartes. Surrounding the Palace were three companies of the Dark Angels, the Angels of Death. Three hundred super soldiers, armed and armoured in the finest gear in the Imperium. Tanks and dreadnoughts had appeared, all proudly wearing the blazing marks of the Dark Angels. And as they looked at the glowing figure of the God Emperor, as one, they dropped to their knees.

"Prepare for war, my children. I have returned to you. And now, we will start the greatest crusade mankind has ever known. To conquer not simply the stars, but reality itself." The Emperor spoke proudly, and triumphantly, even as he gathered his armies. For he would need them to stand against the enemies he had no doubt would come. The armies of Chaos, the Empire, the Alliance of Conquerers, Apocalypse, and the mad esper, Add. He would challenge them all, and he would wipe all impurity from the face of this world.

As one the Dark Angels lifted their weapons, shouting in unison. "As the Emperor decrees, it shall be done!"