【战锤40k同人作品翻译】Ennui 第十五章：堕落 Fallen(8)

I had been Schola from birth.
My parents, whoever they were, had not raised me. I couldn’t recall a single detail about them, I was only ever told they were highly placed figures. I had been raised under the brutal training regimes of the Adepta, trained by the Drill Abbots of the Schola, and beaten into a forged steel blade in service to Him On Earth practically from birth.
Little orphan Alessandra had never had a home, so how would she know what a home looked like?