Fuck that shit.
And now, further attempts to remove my remaining brown note character.
A click. Audio recording servitor activates.
"Right. I'm a terrible person with words, so this'll probably sound bad to anyone that hears this.
My name is Emil Kamesnkoi, fourth remaining member of the Kamenskoi family line, and retainer of the dominant genes of Magos Praetus Kamenskoi. I leave behind my brothers, Kael Kamenskoi and Calamity "Dekko" Kamenskoi. To Kael, I leave behind my Legion, and anyone else under my command, alongside my status as head of the Kamenskoi family. To Dekko, I leave the estate.
Should Severine and Lethe hear this, I would like to remove some things I've kept burning but repressed within the depths of my mind. For Lethe, I am sorry to hate this, but I despise you.
I hate you.
You are a paragon of so many things I hate.
You nearly killed me.
But to keep what little respect you probably don't even have for me intact, I will say no more, besides this.
I'm sorry.
As for Severine, I'm just going to clear up a few things.
Yes, I was attracted to you, and I admit I have done a few, things, that I regret. Any hope I had for myself with you was squashed by the person I referred to previously.
And yes, I hate you. It may seem I have no reason not to, but let me explain.
You made me feel useless. I thought I was unique, I thought I had skill, I thought I was actually good at something for once and better than everyone else.
Then you showed up. You showed me you were better. You showed me you were the best. I hated that. I hated you.
But that's me. And I'm sorry for anything thinking any of the things I'd do to you, or anything I HAVE done to you.
As for you, Kael, I have very little to say. We use to be brothers once.
That is no longer true. I am no longer your brother. No failure this extreme could be your brother.
And as I have said, this failure leaves behind most of his world possessions to you.
The black sheep.
The second worst.
The one who I used to look up to.
As for anyone who asks why I'm doing this, I'll say this.
I'm useless, I cause more harm than good, everything I try to help with burns and smolders away, I'm the paragon of endless hate and unbridled rage. And now the sole purpose I had in life is being squashed and changed into something new. Something different.
I will not change with it. Not of I disappear before I'm forced to change.
I have many things to regret. But I'll only say this.
I should have never joined Ignea, I should have never been assigned to Xanatov, I should have never joined the Mechanicus, I should have never been born.
Should should should. There is no lack of thereof, nor was, or has.
If anyone tries to stop me, they will fail. I'm fighting for something I myself want for once, not something the Adeptus Mechanicus or the rest of the Imperium wants. I want my death, on my own terms. If I don't die on my own terms, may my soul wander the void to be forever tortured by it's cold embrace.
And Kael? Don't become me. No living being should stoop to my level, no matter the circumstance.
Explorator Kamenskoi, serial number 2004-1889-1812-1878, out.
Permanently."
Emil shoots the servitor, taking care to leave the audio tape intact. He leaves it on a table within the estate.
"What a shame. What a fuck-ing shame.
He went further than me, he actually got himself killed! And I tried to do it THREE TIMES!
What the fucking FUCK, my younger brother, my favorite brother, my successful brother gets depressed and gets himself offed by a khekking HIVEFLEET!
The worst thing, he didn't even go out the way he WANTED to die, that hivefleet was, like, the universes final "Fuck You" to him..."
Kael pauses, staring at the ground, on the verge of an breakdown.
"...Is that the way the universe works? Does it just hate us?
...
Stop the recording, now."
*click*
Kael goes on to obsessing over the Eye Of Terror, deeming it the place where Emil should have died, and where he should die. He subtly begins massing forces on Cadia and the Arx gap for a joint assault.