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Prologue: Space marine gets Isekai'd
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Had a stupid idea. Please note that english is not my first language lol, it will probably look like a hive ganger wrote this. He is the start of this stupid:

“Daelus, first man. Barchiel, behind.”

Brother-sergeant Sicarion’s vox icon illuminated in Daelus’s helmet display. His boarding shield cracked to life as he readied his bolter. It wouldn’t protect him against heavy fire, but the heretics they were fighting was not particularly fond of anything other than chain weapons and other sharp or pointy metal bits. “At three, open the bulwark.”

The heavy pieces of adamantium scraped against the frame in a thunderous manner. They quickly move in the narrow corridor. In a arrowhead position, Daelus at the tip, the kill team picked up five heat signatures.

The bolter roared a hail of explosive bolts as the three mortals gets grinded, their blood, decorating the walls with filth. The two Chaos Space Marines, having mostly been shielded by their poor meatshields and their inhuman reflexes, quickly try to charge their loyalist brethren. The first Berserker got his arm torn off while two bolts punched right through his battered armor, ripping his two hearts apart. The second one struck at Daelus with his chain axe. He ran his shield in the body of the traitor, throwing him off balance and fell on the deck. Daelus shove his bolgun up his cousin’s skull and fire at point-blank a short burst. The traitor’s head vaporized in a red mist from all the explosive force.

Barchiel picked him right back up. “Careful brother. More might come.”

“Kill-Team, Sitrep.”

Barchiel checked his ammo count in his visor. “Two box, one full mag, 17 loaded, 3 frag, 1 krak. Minimal damage on the armor.”

“Three mags, 12 loaded, 2 frag, 1 krak. Shield at 45% of integrity.”

“Copy. Onward brothers, the Silent Hunt is not going to be made by itself. We must clear the lower decks of the ship.”

The Spear of Damnation, one of the Night Skull’s light cruisers, was on its way to alleviate an uprising on one of Chapter’s homeworld neighbor when a Devastation Cruiser intercepted midcourse in the warp. With a sentiment of hate greater than one of self-preservation, the Reivers of blood rammed right on the side of the Spear, getting itself wedged. The Gellar fields of both ship combined, shielding them from warp entities and daemonic shenanigans. The Renegades quickly deployed their boarding party, a hundreds of meatshields as well as 23 Chaos Marines made their way through the lower decks, at his head a sorcerer named Mephiros. They were quickly met with the automated turrets across the corridors as well as the two tactical squads, led by lieutenant Galarl. Sicarion’s squad moved to an escape pod bay. The prow of the Heretics’ ship had teared the wall up ahead, right through one of the cargo room. A couple tens of silhouettes ran screaming at them, behind them, Mephiros and his two terminator bodyguards, slowly walked behind the mass of heretics.

“Daelus, concentrate fire on the leader. Barchiel, with me on the mortals.” Sephiron said, still with his monotone, almost robotic voice. Daelus disengaged the clamp of his shield, having sustain too much fire already from the sheer quantity of autogun fire, and took cover right next to an escape pod. He launched a salvo directed at the sorcerer, yet the heavy adamantium plates of the terminators blocked them right off.

“Shut up, loyalist scum!” Lights in the hands of the witch flickered and a bolt of pure energy slammed Daelus inside the pod. Another flick of the hand and Mephiros trapped Daelus.

“Brother! Get out of ther-” Another bolt slammed Sicarion, ripping him in half.

Daelus struck with all his transhuman strength the door, but they were unyielding even against his might when they were locked. Barchiel fell, his armor overwhelmed by the remaining cultists. They then proceed to stab it in all the soft spot between the ceramite plate with their pointy sticks. Mephiros went to the porthole on the pod.

“This will be the last thing you are going to see in your miserable existence, lapdog. Farewell, cousin.”

He activated the launching rites for the escape pod. Daelus got launched right in the Immaterium, meeting his ultimate fate.

But fate as a strange sense of humour sometimes.

I'll post links for the other parts here:

Chapter 1: https://redd.it/fleq3z

Chapter 2: https://redd.it/fm4buv

Chapter 3: https://redd.it/fmvpnl

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