The Burnt Inquisitor is Born - WH 40K

It was during the most traumatic moment of my life that I had the mind-shattering experience of witnessing first-handedly those befouled powers of the Immaterium, my limbs froze and I couldn't express any reaction as I watched the poor quary of the witch being sucked dry of it's life-force in a profane ritual! The very space of reality bent in unnatural ways as the life-force ripped its way to the heretic, it was like a miriad of voices screaming from a faraway place - of which I wish no knowledge, Emperor protect me -, they made the most heinous cacophony of ecstasy and pain... the most soul-shattering sound I've ever had the misfortune to hear...I thought I was gonna lose my sanity as the poor victim bent in itself, becoming a mere husk of the living man it had been just an instant before, and through all that... the mad chuckles of the gluttonous witch gorging itself... 

Thank the Emperor deliverance arrived when it did, for I know not what would have become of my mind had I been forced to witness this foul dessecration of reality any longer... I heard a loud explosion as blood smeared the wall, all of a sudden the whole sorcery ceased, blessed reality was itself again as a large blast tore open the witches chest. As it fell I gazed the very face of Salvation, I had no mistake in that, even as the promethium-fuelled flamer burned my tortured flesh I could feel my spirit being uplifted towards the Emperor's salvation by his most gracious servants, the Adepta Sororitas. 

By the Emperor's will alone I survived the cleansing of this foul dungeon where I had been kept as fodder for arcane and unholy rituals. The flames might have seared my body, but my Spirit was strengthened and exalted by divine providence. I found my mission as my Soul was touched by the Emperor himself, I was to hunt down heresy in all its forms through the Imperium of Man, bringing his most holy Holyness wrath upon traitors and heretics alike, to cleanse all as I had once been cleansed, fire will purify the true of heart and extirpate the malodorous macule that has been infecting the Imperium for so long.