The Necrons are the good guys, they just eepy.
Within the context of 40k, there is little if any good beyond the context of individuals and small acts. The best friend who saved your life multiple times might eat your face tomorrow, hell, you might eat theirs even after all the times you pulled them from the line of fire, and the enemy who merely wants to put a bullet in your head may mean you more mercy and less ill-will than anyone you've ever met.
I thank the writers of 40k for making me feel a little better about reality, now and again, until I get paranoid about their fiction somehow bleeding into it...
Yes, this post right here inquisitor
Edit: dangit, didn't see you had the same line
Soooo you heard of this… can you write the name of the peoples who were there when you heard this?
