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The Legio Mortis (Death's Heads) are a
of the that repudiated their oaths to the and followed into the service of the during the . There is very little information in Imperial records about the founding of this Titan Legion, though they are known to have been founded before the , during the , in the early days of the ' conquest of .
Grim, dour and secretive, the Legion had gained a dark repute during the conquest of Mars as merciless and sinister that would only grow as the centuries passed, and it is now lost in time whether they gained their common name, "Death's Heads," from their iconography, the ritual onyx skull masks and sable robes their Princeps wore, or their long practice of arraying the skeletal remains of those they had slain across the armoured pediments of their war machines as trophies.
Ironically, the Death's Heads would become corrupted by the of Decay, – a deity whose undead servants they had once fought against on 's moon, where Horus had been mortally wounded. After the Warmaster's "miraculous" recovery from his wounds following his corruption by the Chaos Gods in the , he began his rebellion against the Imperium by unleashing Life-Eater Virus bombs upon the world of , seeking to destroy elements of the Traitor Legions that were still steadfastly devoted to the .
By the time the Legio Mortis landed on to take part in the siege of the during the , its Titans had been warped and mutated beyond all recognition -- their hulls pockmarked and bubbling with fetid vapours. The twisted flesh and metal of great tentacles lashed to and fro, spiked tails whipping about. The once-noble skull-faced heads adorning the Legion's Titans had now been transformed by the eldritch powers of into rancorous visages of drooling daemons filled with malice, their engines roaring like angry beasts....