I was always interested in crime. Never doing crimes. But solving crimes that's why I went into the police force, eventually I rose all the way up to being a homicide detective. And over course you can figure out what happened, I got involved in the wrong case and had a certain political individual kill me. Thats how I ended up here staring right at a giant biblical angel.
"So can I at least know if the fucker got what he deseved?"
"Yes due to you dying he was investigated and eventually found guilty in over 50 murders and sentenced to death." Replied the angel
"You can probably guess, you get 3 wishes and to modify you appearance just a little bit. But I will tell you, your being dropped in warhammer 40k." The angel said
"Fuck okay that gives me a decent bit of ideas on what I want." After a bit of thinking I decided my wishes. "For my first wish I want to be completely immune to the effects of the chaos gods or the warp in general including psykers. For my second wish make me the 11th primarch. And for my final wish make be by far the strongest primarvh in melee combat."
"Granted enjoy life in hell." Said the angel before sending me off
The next thing I know I'm stepping out of a pod into a vast rocky mountain rang. As I start to gain my bearings i see warriors in red capes rushing up the mountain towards me. Lead by a giant man with a clean shaven face with olive skin covered in scars and wearing bronze armor.
"State your name!" The leader yelled
"I do not have a name, as you can see i dropped from space in a pod. That is my first memory." I said
"Fine then boy cone with us! Ill take you as my own and raise you in the legions way." He said "My name is Leonidis I will be your father and mentor, your first task will be to train in the Dory, Xiphos and aspis then we teach you the ways of war." Leonidis said
And so began my training to be a Spartan.