The Lord of Apostasy Edit
But while his brothers sought knowledge and direction Indra chose a different path: revenge. He acted slowly and carefully, plotting every step carefully. His goal was no less than the fall of the Imperium.
But he was not prepared to spend his brother’s remaining spirits in achieving it. They had paid enough, he believed. He would bend better tools to the task, the servants of the Imperium itself.
It was then that Indra earned his title, but failed in his design. The Imperium’s structure was too robust, too many checks and balances in place to protect it from treachery. His failure also refined his target. It was the Emperor, not the Imperium who had betrayed his brothers, and the Emperor should pay the price. But not the broken shell rotting in its tomb on Terra. Indra had heard stories of the Son, the Emperor waiting to be reborn. There was a suitable target for his vengeance, and Indra turned to the search with a passion.
Millenia have passed, but his vigor has not waned. Leading a force of those he has induced to betray their oaths he has cut a swathe across the galaxy, brooking no opposition in his quest.