This guy from /tg/ deserves around of applause for this super heresy piece XD

Epilogue

As the platoon formed up and began to march towards the rally point, Commissar Horasho lingered for a moment, staring at the column of smoke still rising from the dugout. He fished an old, worn pic from his pocket and stared at it for a long moment. Loco-buri...LCB, or Love Can Bloom. The ancient Guard folk-tale that told of how Xenos and Humanity can get along, escaping the travails of war and entering into loving relationships. "Love Can Bloom..." Horasho whispered, stroking the picture of the Carnifex longingly. "Someday, I'll find you again." He slipped the pic back into his pocket and turned away, walking swiftly to catch up with the platoon.