The SCHISM OF MARS | Warhammer 40k Lore

“Oh boy I sure do love working for the mechanicus! I hope nothing wacky happens!”

As someone whose first language isn't English, I was delighted to learn the new word "bequeathed". First I googled "bequieved", bewildered by my filthy imagination of the implied meaning, just to discover that only my lack of grammar skills led me to this unholy conclusion. You truly learn something new every day.

While I miss the old voice, this new voice is now pretty much my "default voice" when contemplating things 40k. Thank you for all the hard work!

I think a few important pieces were missed. The Emperor was able to land his space craft without a single detection from the mechanicus, something they thought was literally impossible. The first thing the Emperor did was "touch" one of the old but very important machines (I can't recall which, i think it was a titan) and the machine just sprung to life, looking as new as the day it was created, and this machine was on it's last legs. Those are two very important reasons why they saw him as the omnissiah.

"You built such a ship? Lorgar: I built three of them

I've posted this in previous Mechanicum lore videos on Youtube, but those that haven't read just HOW GODLY Emperor comes across to Mechanicum comes...Bro legit comes to them like the second coming of Christ; the following is a tech-priests and others reaction to the arrival of the Omnissiah; as it gives us an insight into why the Mechanicum saw the Emperor as their God, a divine being: “A silhouette moved within the light, tall and powerful, glorious and magnificent. The light seemed to move with him and as Verticorda watched the figure descend the ramp, a shadow fell across the surface of the plain on which the craft had landed. Though he was loath to tear his gaze from the magnificent figure…light from the storm-wracked skies faded until the only illumination came from the figure as he stepped onto Martian soil for the first time. Verticorda felt the collective gasp from the thousands of spectators in his bones, as though the very planet shuddered with pleasure to know this individual’s touch. He looked back down and saw the warrior standing before him, tall and clad in golden armour, each plate wrought with the same skill and love as had been lavished upon his vessel. The warrior wore no helm and was fitted with no visible breathing augmetics, yet seemed untroubled by the chemical-laden air of Mars. Verticorda found his gaze dwelling on the warrior’s face, beautiful and perfect as though able to see beyond the armoured exterior of Ares Lictor and into Verticorda’s soul. In his eyes, his so very ancient eyes, Verticorda saw the wisdom of all the ages and the burden of all the knowledge contained within them. A crimson mantle flapped in the wind behind the giant warrior and he carried an eagle-topped sceptre clutched in one mighty gauntlet. The golden giant’s eyes scrutinised the blue-armoured form of Verticorda’s mount, from its conical glacis to the aventailed shoulder plates upon which the wheel and lightning bolt symbol of the Knights of Taranis was emblazoned. The warrior reached out towards him. ‘Your machine is damaged, Taymon Verticorda,’ he said, his voice heavy and yet musical, like the most perfect sound imaginable. ‘May I?’ Verticorda found himself unable to form a reply, knowing that anything he might say would be trite in the face of such perfection. It didn’t occur to him to wonder how the sublime warrior knew his name. Without waiting for a reply, the warrior reached out, and Verticorda felt his touch upon the joints of Ares Lictor’s knee. ‘Machine, heal thyself,’ said the warrior, the purpose and self-belief in his voice passing into Verticorda as though infusing every molecule of his hybrid existence of flesh and steel with new-found purpose and vitality. He felt the warmth of the warrior’s touch through the shell of his mount, and gasped as trembling vibrations spread through its armoured frame of plasteel and ceramite. He took an involuntary step back, feeling the movements of his mount flow as smoothly as ever they had. With one step, he could feel Ares Lictor move as though it had just come off the assembly lines, its stubborn knee joint flexing like new. ‘Who are you?’ he gasped, his voice sounding grating and pathetic next to the mighty timbre of the golden warrior’s voice. ‘I am the Emperor,’ said the warrior. It was a simple answer, yet the weight of history and the potential of a glorious future were carried in every syllable. Knowing he would never again hear words spoken with such meaning, Verticorda and Ares Lictor dropped to one knee, performing the manoeuvre with a grace that would have been impossible before the Emperor’s touch. In that moment, Taymon Verticorda knew the truth of the being standing before him. ‘Welcome to Mars, my lord,’ he said. ‘All praise to the Omnissiah.’” So there you have it. I can only apologise for the many paragraphs, but it gives you an idea at how GODLY the Big E appears to the people of Mars.

Point of clarification about nomenclature: Pre schism, the Cult Mechanicus was the religion of Mars, and the Mechanicum (the "people" of Mars). Post/during schism, Mars split in to the Dark Mechanicum and the Adeptus Mechanicus. It can be confusing because "mechanicus" is used both pre, and post schism

These videos are getting excellent again! I'm embarrassed to say I've never played 40k. But my god, the lore is fascinating! I need to read some of the books cuz this is amazing! If only Hollywood didn't suck so much, they could make amazing movies on the story of the beginning of the imperium and the Horus heresy.

The funny thing is in lore Mechanicus is like Amazon, except that they also build the roads, houses and even the cars you drive. And on the tabletop in order to play them you also need to be as rich as Jeff Bezos.

perfect timing for eepy town

Finally, new topics again. Good on you for keeping at it.

Hail The Omnissiah

Quick correction here good sir 13:48: The Mechanicum turned into the Adeptus Mechanicus after the Schism of Mars... which was much later than the Treaty of Olympus. The Treaty of Olympus united Mars and Terra. After it was signed, the Mechanicum were still the Mechanicum...... until the schism.... and then they became the Adeptus Mechanicus during the Horus Heresy.

The Omnissiah knows all, comprehends all.

Inspector Gadget, but he's a monk and he fixes your car - Mandalore

I am constantly amazed at the quality of your videos, man. This channel is top tier. A battle church among mechs.

Your AI voiceover sounded very cheerful when explaining about how the Men of Iron rebelled 😂

Great video! Really helped piece together all the parts of the mechanicum book for me, thanks!

Is there a source for Mars being subject to raids from Terra during the Age of Strife? That's the first mention I've heard of it being more than just one way of Mars scavaging Terra.

0:02 this a video on the Death of Innocence? Or the Binary succession? Dragon of Mars… one way or the other…. DAMN YOU REGULUS!!