Editing Perturabo (section)

==Origins==
[[File:Past-Pert-Art.jpeg|300px|right|thumb|''"Not just yet. When Terra is ashes... ''then'' you have my permission to die."'']]
Perturabo's first memory is finding himself halfway up a cliff with no idea how or why he got there. All he knew was that he could see this [[Eye of Terror|great ugly spot]] in the sky that seemed to be watching him. Without any other information to go on he climbed the rest of the way and reached the top of the cliff where he found a squad of soldiers waiting to take the boy to their king. When asked of his origins, Perturabo found that [[Mary Sue|he could speak the language, knew his own name, was proficient in combat, could merely look upon objects and materials to know their constructive properties, had an instinctive mastery of mathematics and engineering, could determine people's character like a psychologist just by watching them, and could reason matters of logic and philosophy from the get-go.]]

This is what makes Perturabo different from all of his brothers; when each Primarch landed on their world, they spent their formative years being shaped by their experiences and exposure to learning. Where [[Fulgrim]] and [[Sanguinius]] were found as near-helpless babes and raised to appreciate the finer side of art and humanities, Perturabo [[Mary Sue|already knew about artifice and ethics]]. Where [[Lorgar]] and [[Magnus]] were taken in by scholars and practically consumed information until there was nothing left, Perturabo [[Mary Sue|already knew everything in the textbooks and didn't need to be taught]]. Where [[Vulkan]] was raised as the son of a blacksmith and learned craft through apprenticeship, Perturabo's literal first task upon being presented to his "father" was to [[Mary Sue|forge a ''perfect'' sword faster than any craftsman on the planet]]. Perturabo considered himself robbed of the sense of wonder he might have felt at looking on impressive works of art or learning how to do things the long way, if he did not already know how they were created and could critique them.

The only things Perturabo didn't know was what he was doing before he awoke on the cliffside, and why the sky was [[Eye of Terror|watching his every move]]. He was told that before his recollection started, there were tales of a boy descending from the mountains and killing monsters on his own, but Perturabo had no recollection of any of that. Naturally he would appear a bit jaded and suspicious. Why would he already have access to so much information but have no memory of his past? And why was he the only one who could see that DAMNED INTRUSIVE eye in the sky? This wouldn't be helped when his adoptive "father," Dammekos - Tyrant of Lochos, only saw the opportunity that Perturabo represented: rather than a son to raise or a brother to be admired, Perturabo was going to be used as a tool of war-- and he knew it. Or at least, that's what he THOUGHT he knew, and with an ego like his, who's gonna convince him otherwise?

The tales of the boy descending from the mountains and killing monsters were true however, and the boy was in fact Perturabo. He had initially arrived upon Olympia in the same manner his brothers had landed upon theirs; with this gestation capsule meteorically smashing into the planet and releasing an infant super-being into the wilds. Perturabo had begun his life by annoying the local shepherds, killing their livestock and both eating and making clothes and tools from their remains. On one occasion, the shepherds had chased him away from their flocks in the hope of apprehending him, but even as a toddler, Perturabo was far too developed for them to do so. He was in the middle of climbing up a ravine a significant distance away from the shepherds when he'd heard a cry. One of the troop, a young boy who was for some reason with the shepherds chasing Perturabo, was caught in the grip of a giant snake and was being eaten. The shepherds were both ineffectually attacking the beast and shouting for help. Perturabo considered doing so, but calculated that to attack the giant snake with nothing but his bare hands was stupid, and so went on his way. Afterwards however, Perturabo descended to the local smithy and began attempting to forge a weapon. The blacksmith, seeing that the boy could not communicate effectively but clearly knew something of what he was doing, began to help Perturabo. By the end of their encounter, Perturabo had a new sword, and [[The Legend of Zelda|he set out with it into the wilderness]]. He later returned to the father of the consumed boy, carrying the head of the snake that had killed his son.

The father was both grateful and, because this was Olympia, a bit conniving. He thanked Perturabo for his deed and gave him food and clothing, but he also lamented that there were a great number of other beasts threatening the settlement. Then he oh so subtly opined on how fantastic it would be if they were dead. So Perturabo went and killed a bunch more of the beasts, and in return, the villagers gave him whatever they had to spare; food, clothing, tools, weapons etc. This lasted seemingly until Perturabo had found himself on the cliff with no memory. How and why he lost his memory is not certain, but it seems as though it was probably the result of Perturabo, in the way of most Primarchs, somehow "unlocking" the metric fuckton of knowledge that the Emperor had pre-programmed into them. Unlike his brothers however, Perturabo appears to have gotten all of the information in his brain unlocked at once, rather than having it present itself gradually as he matured. This may very well be what caused his memory to be erased, as before his memory loss he was learning in a normal, though vastly accelerated, sort of way. It is also interesting to note that Perturabo appeared not to have been able to see the Eye of Terror before this brain malfunction, but could both see it and obsessed over it afterwards. After his memory incident, he seemingly knew everything there was to know about everything instantly without any easy explanation as to why. Regardless however, tales of his exploits had reached the court of Dammekos, who like most thought that the child, if he actually existed, was of divine origin. The Tyrant sent out search parties to verify these rumors, and when Perturabo finished climbing the cliff, he encountered one of these parties. When they demanded he come with them to Lochos, Perturabo, having nothing better to do, acquiesced. Whereupon he met Dammekos, forged the aforementioned "perfect sword", and was adopted.

The older fluff initially stated that the only lesson Olympia had to teach him was of his own superiority. The truth was actually more complicated than that. Dammekos certainly exploited his new "son" because as an Olympian, you used every advantage at your disposal to one-up your rivals: with all this inherent knowledge, strength and skill, Perturabo was used as a kind of [[Angron|prize fighter]], paraded against the Tyrant king's enemies, humiliating them with displays of superior artistry, rhetoric and if need be, combat. He beat everyone effortlessly, vehemently refuting their claims of [[Emperor|his divinity]] and thinking of them as ignorant fools, even going so far as to recite the story of [[Magnus|Plato's cave]] to demonstrate how wrong they were, though he did concede that he was created by no human artifice, just not gods. He also grew tired of being used endlessly for the pursuit of supremacy, reasoning that his skills could be put towards architecture and engineering to make a better life for all-- but instead he was used as a weapon and he resented it. He knew he was better than all of them, but due to the constant political backstabbery of the court, mixed with their [[Ecclesiarchy|retarded religion]], Perturabo was constantly bombarded by pestering Luddites and disbelieving idiots who did not believe what he was capable of, and had no way to properly demonstrate it thanks to the technological limitations of the world he was marooned on. He was also still an aloof and arrogant prick; the only person who tried to understand him was Calliphone, his foster sister.

Before he knew the full measure of what he was, Perturabo was a cultivated scholar and a gentle man of peace. He lived for the utopian ideal of peace, freedom and enlightenment for all mankind and he was all for [[Reasonable Marines|stopping conflicts through diplomacy if at all possible.]] His foster-father, in his eyes, was a tyrannical asshole who dismissed all of Perturabo's artful designs for theatres, museums, bridges as [[wikipedia:Folly|follies]] and kept expecting Perturabo to perform the function of weapon and take over the world for him (so his family life was a ''tad'' strained), though to be fair, Dammekos did genuinely try to include Perturabo in his family and raise him with Olympian values which mixed realpolitik and valuing family, as twisted as that was. Dammekos even allowed Perturabo to name himself at his coming-of-age ceremony, despite the fact that Perty choosing his name as opposed to that of traditional Olympian champions caused the hardline traditionalists to grow butthurt, prompting Dammekos to smooth things over. Perty did try his hand at art once by prodding and provoking his milder adoptive brother to have a contest of statues, but when his brother's soulful, expressive, nuanced work showed up his own [[Fulgrim|technically-perfect-but-emotionally-hollow]] piece, he promptly destroyed both statues in a bitchfit that would prove practically prophetic of his life's trajectory.

After [[Emperor|E-Money]] showed up on the East Side lookin' for his homeboys up in the 'hood, Perturabo had already taken over the planet for his other father and was ready to leave his petty little world in search for greater things. In joining the Imperium, he thought he was home.

Unfortunately for Perturabo, the Imperium was EXACTLY like Olympia: the Emperor had no real desire for a diplomat/artist/philosopher but only a general. Perturabo's real father was every bit the tyrannical asshole his other parent had been, only thinking to use Perturabo's skills in matters of war rather than construction and peace... only this "father" was shinier and kinda '''GOD'''like. Or, at least, that was Perturabo saw it.

[[FAIL|Oh, but Perturabo had already figured out on the day of his first memory that gods couldn't exist and were not worthy of his devotion.]]