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Sapphire syrup sloshed inside a tall metal pod that hummed in a low pitch. Caressed by the thick liquid, a fetus no more than twenty weeks curled up, held in place by myriads of wires. The Emperor of Mankind and Malcador the Sigilite examined the switches and the wires of the machine in the deep cellar below the great Imperial Palace. The Emperor examined the fetus with cold, dispassionate eyes, as if he saw a product and not a living being.[i/]

“We have no use for it.” The Emperor said.[i/]

Malcador softly hummed, his hood hid his half of his face, yet the Emperor knew the tells of his old friend.

“There are many use for it, a buffer perhaps.” He continued hearing The Emperor’s silence. “The primarchs will be brothers and brothers will naturally compete. They will seek your approval as all sons do. She will be an alternative to impress and to distract the primarchs of their competitiveness. If she is proven ineffective, she bcomes a political tool of convenience.”[i/]

“The primarchs are not children and will be above such emotions. It is inefficient to create this just so my sons can feel appreciated. The primarchs are weapons.” The Emperor said without a hint of emotion.[i/]

Malcador nodded. “But still human.”[i/]

The Emperor paused for a brief moment, then stared at the pod. The fetus twitched its leg.[i/]

“Create her as you see fit.”[i/]

A young girl skipped in the halls of the Imperium Palace. Her skin was light brown with long black hair, with brown eyes full of wonder and vigor waiting to be expended. She ran between the legs of custodians and lucifer blacks, jumped past a cart stacked with parchments, all while giggling as a child should. The jaw of vising Bureaucrats and officers hung in disbelief for many reasons.

“That must be…”

“Yes, she is…”

For one, it could be the acrobatics of the child, or the fact that the custodians did not care. Most likely, the little girl was Her Royal Highness. Pangea, The Princess of Imperium of Man, the daughter of The Emperor of Mankind.

>Who was greatly adored by her brothers (Default Primarch backstories, however, angron’s nails are not fully entrenched)
>The sole daughter and child of The Emperor (The sons are being found, Horus is already found)

The princess was gifted, excelling in every endeavors. Her psychic abilities were unmatched, save for few that can be counted with one hand in the entire Imperium. The raw intellect made her a prodigy in any scholarly field, and her physical ability made many officers and warriors eager to see her growth.

“I never thought I’d see the highness herself…” A new bureaucrat said.

The old governor nodded. “That is her highness indeed. Do not let her childish whimsy fool you should you ever encounter her attention.”

“Why is that?”

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