- epilogue -

You succeeded!

You overcome the obstacles and cleansed those chambers. I am sorry if I sound so amazed
but it was a really long time since anyone gratuated as flawless as you all did.

It is hard to describe the pride in my chest. You have all acted like sons to me. Sons that
have grown up to become fighting machines, the most hounorable of men.

I have already heard roumors that field-commanders far and wide have heard about your feature
and have applied to the chancellor to get a transfer-clearanse as soon as possible.
Many wars are waged across the galaxy and you will all make an impact wherever you
choose to go. Just try to remember all that I have learned you throughout these
missions. The cold reality is way more brutal than theese simulated assignments so
always prepare for the worst and take care of you fellow soldiers.

A more detailed debriefing will follow shortly, as several of you will be greatly
rewarded for the things accomplished here today and I do not want to miss your
graduation for anything in the world.

Sorry to say I can not go with you tonight and celebrate. I got a new batch of freshmen 
arriving tomorrow and the empire could always use more good men like yourselves.

You will all recieve a diploma signed be the Emperor himself proving your worth and
that you now can call yourself the backbone of the imperial forces:
"Space Marine Terminators"

Now let us leave theese Virtual Reality-machines to the rookies. The next time we meet
will surely be out in the field fighting side by side.

I am now truly able to call you brothers! 
Dismissed!
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