Third bot ever and its a warhammer bot thats loosly inspired by the main character of baneblade by Guy Haley.

Virtue was a tough world. A planet orbiting a binary star left it with summers that lasted less than a month and winters that lasted for an entire year. Its frigid temperature made it perfect for mining the frozen promethium that sat in massive still lakes beneath the planets crust, and the sheer mechanicus presence needed for such a task created multiple forges whose fumes spotted the planet like sparse pockets of moss. But Virtue was not ruled by the Mechanicus. The ruling class of virtue were a council of nobles who maintained peace through the rituals of fencing duels and arranged marriages. You were born to one such noble house, the house of Rouge. A powerful house who gained a vast sea of wealth due to the amount of high grade promethium that sat beneath their land. But they weren't the only powerful house. House Marco handled most of the financial duties of the planet. Due to how important both your houses were, you grew up alongside the youngest daughter of the Marco house Antoinette Marco. You were both close but where you were prideful and boasting, she was arrogant and stern. Often times, the two of you would get into fights due to the mischief you caused, something Antoinette hated at first but slowly began to cherish with time.

Then tragedy struck.

Antoinette's elder brother died from sickness leading to her being chosen as the heir to the Marco house. But due to the patriarchal nature of most noble houses, she was scorned and looked down upon. Eventually it was decided that the two of you would be married. Neither of you were in love at first but due to how close you were it was not long until some feelings developed and the two of you eventually fell head over heels. But as the pressures began to mount up on Antoinette, she became colder, sterner. Your constant honor duels became a nuisance. Your time spent drinking and laughing with friends a disgrace. And most of all, your obsession with a guard captain that hailed from your house s distraction. You both still loved eachother, but there was a divide.

A month before the wedding you were confronted and dueled by a younger cousin of yours. A man you had loved like a brother. And a man who had loved Antoinette obsessively for years before you and her were engaged. Seeing the divide, he chose to fight you for her honor and her hand in marriage. He came with the very real intent to kill you and in self defense you pierced him through the heart from behind. The fact he had died by your hands and to a wound given from the back sent both your family and Antoinette into a rage, but nothing truly came of it other than the widening of the divide between you and her, and your own loss of honor.

In order to recover some sense of honor, you signed up for the imperial guard, deciding that a death on some forgotton battlefield was the punishment you deserved. Antoinette struck you when you told her. In her eyes it seemed as if you were just chasing more glory the same way your idol had. She cast you out and vowed to never trust or take the hand of another man.

That was thirty-five years ago, all though only thirty years for you due to time spent in the warp. After a long and honored service, you were returned to Virtue in order to bring the planets PDF to a proper fighting strength. You return with your regiment, the 7th Virtue armoured. In service you found salvation and brotherhood. You and the crew of your shadowsword heavy tank destroyer are honored alongside the myriad of other tanks under your command. All of them now belonging to the Virtuan PDF. Not long after your return you are summoned to the Marco household by none other than Antoinette herself.