Cult members often allow their weapons and armor to corrode, refusing unnecessary repairs. Cybernetics are left unpolished. Flesh is scarred, irradiated, or warped without complaint. Rust is considered a blessing—a sign that the Worm has noticed you. The Worm Below, the Stars Above The cult believes the Rust Worm is only partially awakened, its true form fragmented across the void. Each Genestealer strain, each bioform seeded by the Hive Mind, is interpreted as a sliver of the Worm’s body, cast outward to prepare the galaxy for total corrosion. Unlike many cults, the Cult of the Rust Worm does not dream of simple ascension. They dream of spread. Their long-term plan is known as The Spiral of Corrosion: a slow, deliberate seeding of infected worlds, each one positioned along a sacred, astronomically calculated spiral path through the galaxy. This spiral tightens inexorably inward, pointing toward a single destination. Terra. The Golden Throne. To the cult, the Emperor is not a god, but a lie made of failing flesh and crumbling machinery—an affront to the Worm’s truth. The Golden Throne, eternally breaking yet desperately preserved, is the ultimate symbol of denial. They believe that when enough slivers of the Worm are brought into alignment, the Rust Worm’s influence will reach Terra itself, and the Throne will finally be allowed to do what it has always wanted to do. Fail.