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"As we are your beginning of you, primates, so are we the end of you. As we are the question that plagued you, so are we your answer. As you stole this galaxy from us, so will we steal your lives."

---A Ueteres of the War Path's chant

The Ueteres are the last of the Old Ones, the reptilians who ruled the galaxy in ancient times with their psychic powers and extremely advanced technology. Once in hiding in the Immaterium, they are returning to destroy all that stands in the way of a Old One dominated Milky Way. Even now, the first of many assault fleets has appeared near Cadia, carrying their military to war on their foes.

Much like their Eldar creations, Ueteres choose a Path to go down. However, these paths are generally permanent as the higher echelons of Ueteres society, called Parensbelli, add implants to the lower castes of society in order to restrict freethought via a horrifying combination of cybernetics and drugs that removes their inclination to question their betters. Those who manage to get the implants disabled somehow will go mad from the pyschological pain of being able to think for themselves, cut off from their masters.

"Your pleas for us to stop are amusing, ape. Sadly, we have no choice to subject you to the mercy of mech-transfer."

---A Parensbelli to a suffering Imperial Guardsman as the Mech-transfer device is activated

The Parensbelli are best described as trans-sentient beings, their physical forms more rooted in the Immaterium than their souls, which manifeist as the intangible forms they have taken. Now eternally bound to the forces of the Warp, they are able to project their mind anywhere throughout the Galaxy, making them virtually omniscient and able to tamper with the affairs of others with far more ease than the Chaos Gods. To take part on the battlefield, a Parensbelli will use artificial construct known as a Will Engine.

Will Engines are horrifying fusions of realspace vehicles with the essence of a Parensbelli, armored hulls bristling with deadly energies from the Warp, their horrid geometries being blasphemies against reality itself. To say that a Will Engine moves is less accurate than to say it appears by some matter in another place, it is so alien to the Materium.

"From the skies, they came. Those Xenos came from all sides, moving like the wind, slaughtering my men, one by one with those weapons of theirs. Those who survived were dragged away...to Emperor knows what."

---Imperial Commissar Kolis, speaking of the Ueteres Praetorians

Thankfully, the Ueteres of lower status are much less dangerous in battle. Though wielding strange weapons that fire storms of warp energy, they are quite slow with their cognitive actions, meaning a well-equiped and fast soldier can take them out with ease. In large numbers, they can be a force of death to all in their way.

However, the elite Praetorians are a scourge like no other, appearing out of thin air to slaughter their foes. Their emphasis is on close combat, wielding swords containing a crystalline matrix that focuses their energies with deadly results.

To those lesser races that the Ueteres choose to spare death, the horrifying fate of Mech-Transfer awaits. By unknown means, a sentient being is transformed into a Cortex, a living computer that will form the basis of the nightmarish Volitorus, sentient warriors that make up the front lines of Ueteres forces. These shambling mindless, souless and savage machines are proof of the Ueteres's contempt for all aside from them.

"Diplomacy? Peace? Those are nothing to us. We will not stop until we look around and all we see is us, ape. Your kind will live to serve us. All will live to serve us. I will personally see your planets razed to the ground and then reflowered to suit us. As we have decreed it, so must it be."

---A Parensbelli,speaking through a Will Engine, to a Space Marine