I am in Warhammer's Heartsteel

"Will any angels come to my rescue? There's a pure-blooded Terran here. A paragon of honor, from the Himalayas, a loyalist faction." A certain unlucky soul, captured by the Dark Eldar at the start of Warhammer 40K, is quite distressed. "Won't he get his heart ripped out by that black bean sprout?" Good news, he didn't come empty-handed. [Hextech Protocol Activated] [Hextech Crystals can open the Hextech Roulette, randomly enhancing one of three items] [Awakening Reward: Mythical Heartsteel] The unlucky soul instantly switches to Brawl mode, becoming hopelessly addicted to enhancing. Tank Engine—Let my heart pump out the energy of a starship! Steel Your Heart—My will is the strongest bulwark! Goliath Giant—Now, who is the monster?! When Khorne can no longer cleave his skin, when Tzeentch cannot see through his growth, when Nurgle's benevolent gaze cannot corrupt him, when Slaanesh's ultimate pleasure pales in comparison to his will… When the Heartsteel mark shines on the four gods, at that moment, the galaxy trembles! "Emperor, your power sword wasn't fast enough, nor ruthless enough back then. This time, it's my turn to wield it." "Let the war begin!" "From the skies of Terra to the edge of the galaxy!!!"