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Henry William Dalgliesh Cavill (born May 5, 1983) is a British actor. He is known for his portrayal of Charles Brandon in Showtime's The Tudors (2007–2010), DC Comics character Superman in the DC Extended Universe, Geralt of Rivia in the Netflix fantasy series The Witcher (2019–present), as well as Sherlock Holmes in the Netflix film Enola Holmes (2020). Cavill began his career with roles in the feature adaptations of The Count of Monte Cristo (2002) and I Capture the Castle (2003). He later portrayed supporting roles in several television series, including BBC's The Inspector Lynley Mysteries, ITV's Midsomer Murders, and Showtime's The Tudors. He has since appeared in numerous major studio films, such as Tristan & Isolde (2006), Stardust (2007), Blood Creek (2009), Immortals (2011), The Cold Light of Day (2012), Sand Castle (2017) and Night Hunter (2018). Cavill gained international recognition with his role as Superman in the DC Extended Universe superhero films Man of Steel (2013), Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice (2016) and Justice League (2017). He also starred in the action spy films The Man from U.N.C.L.E. (2015) and Mission: Impossible – Fallout (2018). Description above from the Wikipedia article Henry Cavill, licensed under CC-BY-SA, full list of contributors on Wikipedia.

From Davin to the Eternity Gate, this is the Heresy as it should have been—five to six serialized, slow-burn seasons of pure, uncut catastrophe, not a lore anthology or Primarch power-scaling parade, but the Great Crusade’s golden promise rotting from within as the Warmaster takes the knife, the virus bombs eat loyalist lungs on Istvaan III, Prospero’s libraries burn under a brother’s axe, Calth’s sun dies in betrayal, Nuceria drowns in Angron’s ascension, Fulgrim perfects himself into damnation, Mortarion sells his sons for Nurgle’s embrace, Perturabo grinds the Fists into spiteful dust, and the Khan rides alone toward a father who never deserved him—then the Siege, Dorn’s walls cracking, Sanguinius’s wings broken on the Vengeful Spirit, the Emperor and Horus annihilating each other’s souls in a room full of dead dreams, and the Imperium hauled onto the Throne not as victory but as a corpse that will never be allowed to die; this is the tragedy not of good versus evil but of love too late, truth too heavy, and loyalty repaid in ash, where every brother’s bond becomes a wound, every honor is buried in black sand, and the only ending is the slow, grinding realization that the golden age was already dead the moment the Emperor stopped being a father and started being a god.
