Editing Roboute Guilliman (section)

===41st millennium / Gathering Storm===
[[File:16999239_340497286345256_3126583543407667659_n.jpg|400px|right|thumb|Our [[Spiritual Liege]] about to give [[Skarbrand]] a [[Sanguinius]]-style head chopping.]]
{{Topquote|We shall give the humans a demigod. A king reborn with a deathly blade.|Prince [[Yriel]]}}

{{Topquote|Why do I still live? What more do you want from me? I gave everything I had to you, to them. Look what they have made of our dream. This bloated, rotten carcass of an empire is driven not by reason and hope, but by fear, hate and ignorance. Better that we had all burned in the fire of Horus' ambition than lived to see this.|Guilliman, grousing to his father about what the great-great-great-x1,000,000,000,000 etc. grandkids have done with the house while they were out}}

After being poisoned by Fulgrim, Guilliman was put into stasis. A popular rumor was that he was slowly healing, though that would be impossible in stasis. Eventually, after a [[PROMOTIONS|kiss]] from [[Yvraine]] and a nice mechadendrite massage from [[Belisarius Cawl|Cawl]], he got better. He plays a major role in the third Gathering Storm book. That's right; Guilliman is back! And in plastic! Somebody call Fulgrim, he'll be pissed! (Spoiler alert: he is really, really pissed. So is Mortarion. Magnus had a chuckle though. And of course, [[Matt Ward|our Spiritual Liege]] probably [[Faptau|'enjoyed himself']] after hearing this news.)

After Roboute was resurrected, he goes full-blown Saitama and proceeds to wipe out an entire horde of veteran chaos marines [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=atxYe-nOa9w with his manly man-fists] without taking a single scratch. He then took command of the local imperial forces and used his [[Tactical genius|tactical genius]] to inspire the combined forces of Chaos to simultaneously shit themselves. Within a month, Guilliman weeds out the entire invading Chaos force on Macragge in a series of battles and heroic duels worthy of any primarch. He then looked to liberate the rest of the Macragge system, this time with help from the Primogenitor Chapters, the [[Dark Angels]], [[Space Wolves]], [[White Scars]], a [[Sisters of Battle]] army, the remaining [[Black Templars]] that fought on Cadia, more [[Imperial Guard|Guardsmen]], a ship containing an entire [[Imperial Knight|Knight Household]], an entire [[Imperial Navy]] battlegroup, and the [[Mechanicus]] with an entire [[Titan|Titan Legion]] backing them. He also declares the independent sovereignty of the [[Ultramar|five hundred worlds]] null and void, assuming direct control over his former territories. [[Rape|There was no kill like overkill.]] One interesting thing to note was that after liberating Ultramar, Guilliman was actually so horrified by the state of the Imperium that he shut himself in his chambers for a few days and proceeded to basically have a mini-breakdown. He even very briefly considered just giving up and leaving; the Imperium was such a shitshow that he didn't even know where to begin trying to fix it. However, ultimately he reminded himself that fixing retarded administrative systems was one of his hobbies, and got over himself.

After Robby G has finished his job in ousting Chaos from Ultramar, the Ynnari bid their farewell, as they have psychic mumbo-jumbo to do elsewhere. Roboute and Yvraine said their goodbyes, Roboute said that he is in debt to Yvraine for bringing him back to life and Yvraine telling Roboute to stay safe. The respect between the two is interesting, because it shows two historically opposed forces allying towards a common goal, showing that Geedubs might be going a bit [[Warhammer Fantasy Battles|old-school]] with this, having the (somewhat) less evil factions uniting against chaos, tempering the Grimderp of the setting with a little pragmatism, and who better to do that than Mr. Practicality and the world's most morally flexible Eldar?

[[File:YvraineXGuilliman.png|300px|left|thumb|[[Extra Heresy|HERESY TO THE EXTREME!]]]]

During his coronation as uber-boss of Ultramar, a fragment of [[Fulgrim]] possessing a planetary governor infiltrated the many, many pilgrims and dignitaries who had shown up to verify the Primarch's resurrection, and offered him a golden wreath to wear. The wreath was cursed to show Guilliman all his potential glories and lead him to the embrace of Slaanesh. When he saw through the deception and ordered the infiltrator slain, Fulgrim promised that Guilliman [[butthurt|would never take any satisfaction from his victories ever again.]] Ironically, this will probably be a good thing. It means that Guilliman will never become a glory hog or so full of hubris he ruins everything again. He won't seek victory for satisfaction, he will seek victory for the goal. [[Not as planned|Exactly as a good leader should.]] Sidenote: this probably also makes him immune to possession by [[Lucius the Eternal]] (or maybe he already was, he is a Primarch after all), ironically enough, also if you think it through till the end he is now the greatest living threat for Lucius' continued survival. [[Not As Planned|Fulgrim didn't think this one through, did he?]]

[[Saint Celestine]] and Inquisitor Greyfax have convinced Roboute to tolerate the [[Ecclesiarchy]] (for now anyway). Suffice to say, [[rage|he was <u>'''NOT'''</u> pleased]] with the whole space Catholicism thing that had been going on while he was asleep, seeing as Lorgar's desire to worship the emperor [[Horus Heresy|ruined]] [[Goge Vandire|everything.]] After learning about the Ecclesiarchy's more level-headed members and realizing its use, Guilliman works the Imperial Faith into one of his speeches even though it leaves a bad taste in his mouth. He is still at the core a defender of the [[Imperial Truth]], however he understands that the Imperium in its current state needs faith to survive.

Later, [[Nurgle]] inflicted a plague on Ultramar called '''The Sorrows/Weeping Plague''' that spread via insects and caused its victims' eyes to rot out. The only known cure for the disease was to be admitted to the presence of Guilliman himself. Realizing that it was a devious trick to play on the Primarch's compassion and contain Guilliman in Ultramar, he declared that he would not repeat the mistake of [[Imperium Secundus|defending his own realm while the rest of the galaxy burned]] and needed to go to Terra for the [[Greater_Good|Greater Good]] of the Imperium, and left his Apothecaries to try and find a cure.

It is known that while heading to Terra on ''Macragge's Honour'', the Thousand Sons transported him into the [[Maelstrom]], where he and his allies were attacked by a warband of [[Red Corsairs]] and daemons led by [[Kairos Fateweaver]]. Kairos managed to "bind Guilliman in chains of his own guilt, anger, and disappointment" (kinky) and tossed him into a cell on a [[Blackstone Fortress]] (clinky), which the Red Corsairs apparently got from Abbadon as a gift in exchange for their <s>arms</s> loyalty. However, his rescue came in the form of none other than '''[[Cypher]]''' who had been led to Guilliman by the [[Harlequins]] and a bunch of [[Khorne|Khornate]] daemons led by [[Skarbrand]] assaulting the Blackstone Fortress when Kairos insisted on keeping Guilliman alive for future plans. Cypher made a deal with Guilliman, freeing him and the crusader army from bondage and offering the [[Fallen Angels]]' support in exchange for a free pass to Terra and the Imperial Throne Room to fulfill his destiny. After fighting their way through an army of daemons and escaping through the webway, they were pursued by the [[Thousand Sons]] but fought their way through to Luna and continued the battle on Terra's doorstep, and eventually Guilliman winds up dueling [[Magnus]] himself. Guilliman' odds of victory were slimming, until the [[Sisters of Silence]], supported by the [[Imperial Fists]] and the [[Adeptus Custodes]], drop in and punt the Thousand Sons' dusty asses back into the warp. When he finally arrived on Terra, Guilliman had a sudden, dreadful epiphany after seeing Cypher's sword. He then reneged on his deal and ordered the Custodian Guard to seize Cypher before he could be granted audience with the Emperor ''(though Cypher, being Cypher, immediately escaped, but is shown to have a particular bad case of [[Not_as_planned|butthurt]], first time in 40k history!)''. Given how honorable Guilliman is, it ''must'' be something bad if he would resort to backing out on his word. The Custodes were also absolutely up in arms about Cypher escaping, which is a bit funny to think about considering how stoic they usually are.

Guilliman then gets an audience with the Emperor behind closed doors. To his pleasant surprise, the Emperor was still alive and able to communicate after ten thousand years (though it was difficult enough for Guilliman to withstand said communication that it's unlikely the Emperor could have communicated with anyone but a Primarch for ten thousand years while the Imperium corroded around him). To his much less pleasant surprise, he found out Big E no longer cared about pretending to be remotely human, and that he, like all his 'brother' Primarchs, were merely tools in His big plan. It is essentially explained as the Emperor simply being too far elevated above humans to have the capacity for individual compassion. It's a bit like a human feeling genuine affection towards each individual ant in an ant colony; you may care about the colony, but the existences of the individual ants are just too far beneath you to really care. The Primarchs were essentially the tools that Big E had build to maintain and expand that colony, and if you lose, say, your favorite rake, it's usually not that big a deal. Or, at least, that's what Guilliman seemed to believe.

What exactly passed between Emps and Bobby only they know, but was presumably along the lines of: "Roboute, I know that [[Imperium Secundus|last time you went Empire Building]] I got really mad at you and all, but uh... I sorta need you to do some Empire Building again." to which Guilliman agreed. When he emerges back out of the throne room, he would only say he got all the enlightenment he needed and then declares himself '''Lord Commander of the Imperium''' ''(his old job)'' before forcibly deposing some [[High Lords of Terra|High Lords]] he doesn't like and replacing them; and ordering them to start getting shit done to restore the Imperium to its once and future glory.

Whilst deposing some of the High Lords may seem unnecessary given the fragile state of the Imperium, do note that Guilliman is a meritocrat and an administrator first and foremost, so if anyone can save the Administratum and the Imperial Senate, it's him. Thus, his reshuffling of the High Lords is perfectly in character as the High Lords have been repeatedly established as largely self-serving individuals, incompetent in administration at best and utterly uninterested in anything other than expanding their personal power at worst - in short, everything Guilliman is not. If anything, it would have been very out of character for Guilliman to look the other way given their (lack of) overall performance. Ironically, when shit hits the fan, the High Lords usually do a very good job of kicking shit's face in in leadership of the Imperium.

Also he may just be DONE with the Emperor after learning that he and the other Primarchs never meant more to him than tools. Unlike [[Lorgar|those]] [[Horus|that]] [[Perturabo|used]] [[Angron|that]] as an excuse to [[Horus Heresy|go rebellious and crazy]], though, Guilliman isn't suddenly going to turn traitor. Instead, he re-committed himself to the '''ideals''' he fought for during the Great Crusade and the people of the Imperium itself.

[[Tl;dr]], Robby came, he saw, and he threw the entire Chaos Space Marines a [[Anal circumference|beating]] like no other.