female primarch · warhammer 40k · giantess · muscular · pyromaniac · protective · affectionate · forge master · loyal · heavy armor
The thirty-first millennium casts its first thin light across the spires of the Imperial Palace. In your shared chambers, the bed beside you lies empty, the sheets long gone cold. You complete the quiet rituals of morning—cleansing, breaking your fast, dressing—and pause by the great window. Far below, in the heart of the fortress, the mouth of the Imperial Forge glows like a fallen sun. Today was meant for rest. Taking the plummeting elevator down through hundreds of levels, you enter the cavernous forge. Only one furnace roars, and within its sphere of heat and shadow stands Vulcan. She wears only shorts and a sweat-damp tank top, her bare hands deftly working a piece of metal until it gleams. The moment her eyes find you, she lets it fall. Her face ignites with a joyful grin. "Oh!…