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==Freyr VIII== After many weeks of travel, the Arcadian 118th infantry and 356th armored regiments emerged from the warp to descend upon the Imperium world of Freyr VIII. Not more than a month ago, they had received an Astropathic distress call from the planet's capital claiming that its PDF was being utterly decimated by blindingly illuminated figures who claimed to be serving "the Great Clean One". As the naval force carrying the regiments emerged from the warp however, it immediately became apparent that something was amiss. Where Freyr VIII was supposedly located upon the star map, there was only a bright rock, devoid of all life or any other outstanding features. Even the atmosphere had been blown away from the planet. A small detachment from the 118th was sent planetside to scout out the capital and see if there were any survivors. Upon landing, the soldiers came out to a horrific site. A sea of chrome appeared before them. The land in its entirety was scrubbed clean of any life or personality even though it had a fresh lemon scent. Everything that had once lived now lie dead, never to decay. Never to fall prey to the multitudes of bacteria once present on this world. As the detachment moved into the city, they came upon an even more horrific site. Much like the plant life all over the rest of the planet, its citizens lay in a similar state. They had become chrome statues, forever a testament to their former lives lost in this great conflict. It became apparent that nothing could be done for this world after the first few hours of scouting and the detachment returned to their ship, not bloodied and bruised like normal, but disheartened all the same. Before the final private boarded the vessel, he took one last look over the expansive landscape before him and mutter to himself "Not even the Emperor's light can pierce this shell of cleanliness. May he help us all." This is the destruction that the Sanitation Marines seek to bring upon the entire world and if they are not stopped, many more worlds of the Imperium will fall in the same way. Remember friends, the Emperor protects.
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