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Prompt: he Emperor of Mankind also referred to by the Imperial Cult and the Adeptus Ministorum as the God-Emperor of Mankind is the sovereign ruler of the Imperium of Man, and Father, Guardian, and God of the human race. He has sat immobile within the Golden Throne of Terra for ten thousand years. Although once a living man, His shattered body can no longer support life, and remains intact only by a combination of ancient technology and the sheer force of His will, itself sustained by the soul-sacrifice of countless millions of psykers.[2]
christopher vardeman

christopher vardeman

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Width: 796
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Scale: 7
Steps: 25
Seed: 1633481539
Strength: 0.75
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