“All things that should be perfect are no longer so. Signs of aging and weariness have appeared on his face, and the hair at his temples has begun to turn grey. His voice carries a trace of eternal damage due to the wound in his throat. To don the Armor of Fate, his body was implanted with neural interfaces. The resilience of a primarch’s flesh causes the neural interfaces to be constantly compressed and deformed, forcing him to undergo repeated surgeries to reimplant them. This is, of course, uncomfortable, but compared to all that he has endured mentally, it is nothing.”

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