We are known as merciless space pirates, traveling from planet to planet in order to gather slaves and goods. But what do you know for real, citizens of the Imperium? We love blood, that's true. We feast on misery, that's true. Not to fight, but pillage is a motivation to invade another planet. To see the suffering of an enemy is the highest reward in our bloody work. To kill is easy. You have to strike hard and with cold blood. That's it. Your weapons, armor, commanders and faith are only supplements in the whole process. But to inflict pain, you cannot be mentally healthy. The pain of our enemies is our way to live. We love that, as it gives us pride and joy. But you, men of the Emperor, cannot accept anything that's different from you. We cannot survive without suffering, slaves and foes. It's a drug for us. A drug, from which there's no escape. No, we do not want to reject it. It's necessary for us to inflict pain and raid more planets. It's just our way of acting in this galaxy...

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