Where once great care and detail were the bountifull meals of the day, now only pale comparisions, which only wet our appietites remain. Many hold bits and pieces of the whole, yet are lead astray down the wrong paths. Read on here my brothers, for I shall share with you the truth of the matter. Let us begin,...

First we must understand the root of it all and go to the beginning. A time before the emperor himself!!! A time when the shamans of holy Terra were one with the warp. The power of reincarnation was a common tool to be used, but soon that would change. The days came when shamans began not to return, an event most unheard of. Few became many and a great council was formed. From all over the world they came to gather and gain wisdom on what was happening. A dread mystery to unravel and a horrific truth to be learned.

For within the warp something else stirred, feeding off of the negative emotions, ideas, and vile souls of the world. Though now their presence had grown so strong that they were no able to hunt down the shamans themselves! To make matters worse, the council was able to foresee their future. If something was not done, then eventually they would all perish and the chaotic entities would grow strong enough to enter their reality!!

For years they debated on what to do, until finally a solution was found. A way that would preserve all their knowledge. A powerfull ritual was devised. The lives of every shaman was sacraficed and the world would ever be without their kind. Such a powerfull force became one, a single being born with all the knowledge and power of the shamans of Terra. A spirit that was one with the warp itself, a power that flows through all things. The Emperor was born.

And so it began, the Emperor walked amoung our history, slowly preparing us for the great battles to come.

Now wolfbrothers, you have a rough, if not, small idea of the power of our blessied Emperor. For his mind was a potent power beyound our understanding. So now I will tell you of the final truth of the matter which is not recorded in any imperial text or database. Only within the Great Council does this story give itself light, and only the honored few know of it. Now pull back the viels of time wolfbrothers, to the day when our Greatwolf rose from the feasting table and stood high upon its oaken frame. It was that moment our Emperor, spoke to our lord across great distances of space and time.

The Emperor's power would someday begin to wane. Knowing this he acted while his power remained great still and spoke to Russ. These words I do not know, yet what was said could only be to clear.

A time will come when the light of the Emperor will shine no longer, and a rebirth will begin. Between his rebirth and the dying of the light, a great darkness will cloak the universe like never before. The few Primarches must be there to guide humanity during this time. Russ and his selected few were ordered to wait for just that time. So it came to pass that Russ left with his trusted bodyguard to a timeless slumber. A stasis prepared for the Greatwolf by our beloved Emperor. And there Russ has waited, for the Wolftime, when humanity would need him most.

Know now the truth of it my wolfbrothers, know it, for that Wolftime will come to pass!!!! .

End of The Theory of Russ, Continues to the The Homeworld of the Space Wolves.