Warhammer 40,000: Dawn of War II

It is human nature to seek culpability in a time of tragedy. It is a sign of strength, to cry out against fate, rather than to bow one’s head and succumb. Inevitably, many shall fault the hands upon the sword which fell Typhon, the Ordo Malleus. But the Inquisition merely performs the duty of its office. To further fear them is redundant; to hate them, heretical. Those more sensible will place responsibility with those who forced the hands of the Inquisition... With some fortune, they may foster this hatred into purpose, and further rule their own fate by coming to the Emperor’s service.
Yet ultimately, it was I who set these events into motion, with a single blow from my hammer, God-Splitter.

I am no stranger to the deaths of planets. Cyrene was my home. But when the need was evident, I did not hesitate to contact the Inquisition. By my hand Cyrene burned. The innocents who died to ensure Cyrene's secrets were sealed beneath ash still haunt me to this day. But I have no regret in this. The threats to mankind are eternal and ever-present, an ocean sinking for every draft in the dam. Cyrene's secrets now live solely with me, and so shall they die with me. As I travel there now to face the monstrosity that was once our Chapter Master, I am confident by this much. Whether I am victorious or slain, my sins will know retribution. Such is the final testimony of Gabriel Angelos, Captain of the Blood Ravens 3rd Company. Savior of Tartarus, bane of the Black Legion, servant of the Emperor.