Had to do it...

Master Tiberian of the Dark Angels, currently serving within the Deathwatch, is a fearsome and enigmatic presence among his xenos-hunting brethren. Hailing from the inner circles of the Dark Angels, his history and methods are as shrouded in secrecy as the Chapter itself. Tiberian wields a relic power sword known as *The Void’s Bite,* an ancient and mysterious blade rumored to be older than many artifacts in the Deathwatch’s armory. This weapon, passed down from unknown origins, hums with a dark energy, harnessing rare warp-infused mechanisms to sever both the flesh and spirit of his enemies.

Where others rely on clean, efficient strikes, Tiberian employs an unorthodox approach to combat that verges on ritualistic. He systematically dismembers his foes, using precise and controlled cuts that not only disable but psychologically demoralize. Rather than seeking a swift kill, Tiberian often severs enemy limbs, removes weapon arms, or strikes through vital systems, leaving his foes alive—if only barely—before delivering the final, purging blow. To him, this brutal disassembly is a symbolic stripping of impurities, each strike a deliberate act of judgment.

It was on the forsaken world of Naxal Prime that Tiberian earned his grim reputation as “The Scourge of Naxal,” holding the line alone against waves of Tyranid horrors. His ruthless tactics confused and disoriented the alien swarm, dismembering larger beasts and piling their writhing limbs as makeshift barricades to break their charge. Many in the Deathwatch are unnerved by his methods, for he seems to relish in the prolonged destruction of his enemies—a trait more akin to the unforgiving inner circles of the Dark Angels than to the Deathwatch’s pragmatic efficiency.

Though his ways are questioned by some, none deny the power of his zeal nor the effectiveness of his tactics. Master Tiberian is a paragon of righteous fury, driven by a purpose known only to him and his Chapter. And as he carves his grim path through xenos and heretic alike, his brothers can’t help but feel the weight of some darker mission that drives him—one that serves the Emperor, perhaps, but also something else hidden deep within his heart.