I have spent my life fighting the Daemon and all his warp-spawned abominations. Every horror of Chaos I have faced and smote in the name of the Emperor only to turn around and see worse monsters amongst my own order. The Ordo Malleus is a pious body but riddled with the cancers of corruption and radicalism that threaten to choke the life from it. I saw my brothers for what they were: heretics and witches of the most despicable kind; parading beneath the proud aquilla when in their hearts was only the wretched star of chaos. In my moment of revelation I was taken in by my true brothers in the Ordo Hereticus who filled me with a new purpose: I would no longer slay the enemies without but the enemies who threatened our Imperium from within.
A hundred-thousand heretics have fallen beneath my hammer since then; each more vile and blasphemous than the last. A hundred worlds have burnt at my command and many more have suffered under the piercing gaze of my Inquisition. I am the Inquisitor-Marshal of Hellcaris, Slayer of Daemons, Witch-Hammer and Lord of the Untainted.