Officers and crew of the Accordance, men of His Holy Navy, fighting men of Imperial Guard, Techmagi of the Cult Mechanicus, soldiers of humanity, and faithful servants of Our Most Holy Emperor.
You will have heard the whispers of what we go now to face. Xenos infestation. Husks that were once men. Genestealer.
These are words to make men afraid, to test the courage and faith of the best of us. I will not lie to you. The threat is grave. But I say to you now, you need not be afraid. Rather, you should rejoice.
Because you are humanity, and all that is not humanity must fear you.
The ancient religions of Christ, of Buddha, of Vishnu, of Allah, of Elvis, taught that we were weak, mortal creatures, sinful beyond redemption through no act of our own.
But the Emperor tells you to be proud.
You are human; perfect in form, perfect in mind, strong in brotherhood, in action like an angel, in aspiration like a god. Nothing on the face of a million worlds compares to you. Your love, your joy, your pride, your anger, and, yes, even your hate, are all what it means to be human. It is to be true to your nature.
Others would have you feel shame. But the Emperor offers you pride in who you are.
The future of humanity lies in all the stars. To live in unity throughout the galaxy, to see the wonders of the cosmos laid out before us. There is something special in all of us, the spark of courage and faith, of loyalty and determination and brotherhood. The human soul, pure and incorruptible. It burns brighter than a billion torches in the dark.
Never listen to those who would tell you that life is suffering and existence is meaningless. Never listen to those who tell you you must be afraid.
For you are a man. And together, we are humanity. We have purpose. We are brothers.
All of us. For we are united against a universe that has recognized our greatness, and in its fear, seeks to destroy us.
The Emperor has shown us the way forward.
There are some, I know, for whom these words will not be enough. For fear and doubt still lie heavy on their hearts and souls. So this I say to you.
The Emperor watches over all of us. He is with us every moment. Our strength is His strength, and his strength is the strength of all of us. Guarding us. Holding us up if we should stumble. Protecting us while we do His holy work. Death, when it comes, has no power over servants of the Emperor, and should we die, we shall sit in vigil at his side, watching over better worlds that we helped to create.
What more could a man ask?
So let us go and do His holy work. Let us go and remind the alien, the sulking coward who infects, who infests, who subverts, that we are humanity, united in purpose, and no foe can stand against us.
For the Emperor!