Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

"Why...why are you doing this? I need a reason not to kill you."

"The reason is that we can see the adults and we can kill them."

"We don't have any weapons, how can we kill you?"

"With me, I think I can do it."

Grenadier 19 sighed and stopped struggling. She closed her eyes and chose to escape the reality that she had become a prisoner, even though she was forced to become a prisoner by the bastard No. 0.

Everyone was silent, everyone was tied with iron chains and lying on the cart, but No. 0 might be a little unable to bear the loneliness.

"I originally wanted to leave you where you are and deal with those guys by yourself, but you are all so... stubborn. I'm afraid that you will die here after you kill everyone here."

"Isn't that bad? We can atone for our sins, and these sinners must also atone for their failure to be loyal to the Emperor."

Another grenadier responded to No. 0 coldly. It could be heard that he was very unhappy now. After all, he had been severely beaten by those believers.

"No one is a sinner, they didn't do anything wrong, they were just trying to survive."

"We are born sinners!"

No. 0 shook his head. It was obvious that he did not agree with this view. He wanted to say something more, but the angry grenadier did not give him any more opportunities to interrupt. Instead, he kept talking about why they They are sinners, why are these people who did not resist to death also traitors?

He struggled hard so that he could lift his body from the chain and look at No. 0 with his head.

"please wait a while."

No. 0 twisted his body, and somehow he was freed from the restraints. He stood up and helped others loosen their chains.

A grenadier tried to break away and jump off the cart, but No. 0 pushed him back.

"Don't do this, or I'll knock you unconscious again, please calm down."

The grenadier looked at No. 0's fist and lay back helplessly.

"Okay, you can go on."

"...You...you kidnapped us?"

"Yes, your skills are good, right? How could those people tie you up? Of course it was me who tied them up."

The grenadier was speechless. He felt that the unsatisfactory resentment that was stuck in his chest became even more severe. He covered his chest in pain and gasped a few times.

"Well... let me tell you why they are sinners."

"We were born in cloning vats. We grew up under the adjustment of the Mechanicus. We were trained and taught in our homeland. We were born sinners only because our ancestors betrayed the Emperor."

"We survived the training ground in our hometown. Many of my comrades born in the same batch died in the radioactive soil of our hometown..."

"We have gone through a long civil war and sent all the traitors, including our hometown, to hell. So why, why are the people on this planet unwilling to make the same sacrifices as us! They have no choice to move forward with the traitors Destroy! They are just surviving under the hands of traitors! They should all be killed! Pay the price for their sins!"

No. 0 looked at the excited grenadier and just asked lightly.

"What about after killing?"

"That's enough, they've atoneed."

"Is that it? Is that enough?"

"What else? Atonement! This is what is needed! Atonement must be made!"

"What about after atonement?"

Grenadier was stuck, he had never thought about what would happen after Atonement was over.

"Perhaps there is no end to atonement?"

"That proves the Emperor is a bastard."

Grenadier 19 was lying on the cart. She heard No. 0's disrespectful words towards the emperor, and she felt a little complicated. She turned over so that she could see No. 0's figure.

No. 0 took out a necklace from under his coat, with a blood-stained double-headed eagle statue tied to it.

"It's so ugly..." This was the first reaction of all the grenadiers when they saw this double-headed eagle. Its workmanship was indeed not fine.

"I don't know why, but I always feel like if you're willing to touch it, you're going to get the answer, I'm serious."

The grenadier looked at No. 0. He looked at the double-headed eagle icon and stretched out his hand, but still did not touch it.

"We don't need answers...this is what it's all about."

"No, you need to."

No. 0 grabbed the grenadier's hand and also placed the others' hands on the double-headed eagle icon.

The scene in the eyes of all the grenadiers changed rapidly. The chains, carts, and No. 0 accompanying them all disappeared, replaced by a magnificent and sacred square.

There was no one in the sky on the circular platform, except for a cold sun hanging high in the center. The sun twisted and changed, turning into a golden figure sitting on a throne.

"Emperor...?"

The grenadiers were shocked by such a scene and were helpless. They stood up stiffly, stood on tiptoes, and held their breath, fearing that they, as sinners, would desecrate this sacred territory.

The golden figure seemed to sense them, and he stood up and landed in front of everyone.

"So tall..." This was Grenadier 19's thought. Even if she raised her head, it was difficult to see the face of that huge golden figure.

The golden figure stretched out his hand, and everyone became even more nervous. They stood on tiptoe without squinting, and their eyes under the gas masks were closed.

They longed to see the Golden Throne and the sacred and great Emperor on the day of atonement, but when they actually saw the Emperor, the trembling in their hearts was uncontrollable.

The Emperor's hand did not disperse their figures, but took off their gas masks, revealing their true appearance.

"Haha...what are you afraid of? I won't eat you. Open your eyes."

There was no harsh voice as expected, not even as serious as the political commissar in their regiment.

Grenadier 19 opened her eyes and saw a middle-aged man with a tired face looking at her gently. This look almost made Grenadier 19 shout out the word "Father".

The grenadier who was arguing with No. 0 knelt down. He looked at the emperor and dared to ask.

"Are we...are we doing a good job? Are we your best soldiers?"

"You always have been."

After receiving the emperor's affirmative response, the grenadier felt his heart feel uncomfortable. He felt his eyes shed tears that he shouldn't have. He leaned deeply towards the emperor, but was lifted up by the emperor again. .

"Then... when will we finish our atonement? Have we finished our atonement?"

Grenadier 19 asked this question, which is what the grenadiers present have always wanted to ask.

"Atonement? There is no end to your crimes."

Listening to the emperor's cold tone, the grenadiers lowered their heads in self-reproach. As they expected, their crimes were so serious that they would never be repaid.

"We are sorry... and we will continue to atone until all Kriegs die..."

"No, your sin of betrayal was already atoned for when you chose to be loyal to the empire. What you want to atone for is another crime."

"what?"

Everyone's lowered heads lifted up, and they looked at the emperor with a slight smile in confusion, watching the emperor show them a world.

It was completely different from their hometown. The ground was not green soil shining with radioactive light, but flat grassland dotted with flowers. What floats in the air is not gunpowder smoke mixed with poisonous gas, but clean air that is refreshing and refreshing.

Those rivers are so clear, and the flowers under your feet are so lovely and moving.

Grenadier 19 felt yearning. She suddenly felt that atonement was not everything in her life, and she was willing to fight hard for such a beautiful world.

People in the distance did not hide from bombs in the trenches. They sang on the grassland in twos and threes, and the children cheered and shouted the names of their father and mother beside them.

"This is your true atonement. Live well after the war and build every world into such a paradise."

The emperor's voice came again, and he picked off a flower and gave it to Grenadier 19, who was still in a daze.

"What if the war never ends?"

Grenadier 19 spoke as if she was dreaming. She took the flowers given to her by the emperor, but her eyes still did not move away from that beautiful world.

"There was a time when I thought the war would never end, that there was no end to anything... But now, maybe I will see that day, and soon."

"Is it because of No. 0?"

"Yes, because of him."

The Emperor gently pushed the grenadiers into a crevice and gave them final instructions.

"Remember to give yourself a nice name."

The grenadiers disappeared, and the scene became quiet again. The Emperor sat back on his throne and continued his work.

Extraditing souls, maintaining the Star Torch, closing the rifts on Terra, and rescuing some ships trapped in the warp vortex, he still needs to recover from his injuries.

After a long time, he heard another voice, "You shouldn't do this, at least not now. It will shake their performance on the battlefield."

"No, God Emperor. I think this is good. They will understand with that boy what is truly worth protecting."

"Oh? Example?"

"Remember the 37th Regiment? And that Priest Delia."

"I remember that she almost fell into the corruption of Slaanesh and Khorne. It was me who protected her."

"Yes, only the God Emperor can compete with two evil gods."

"You're really useless."

The Emperor chuckled a few times, not angry or sad because of the God-Emperor's dislike. He looked particularly optimistic.

"You don't want to become a cold god, right? This is the biggest reason why you keep me."

"I agree, truly becoming a god will only make me sacrifice all humans, just like Slaanesh devouring the Eldar. But that's not the point. Examples, I need examples."

"You'll find out later."

"...That's why I hate you, the human side always likes to make meaningless jokes like this."

The consciousness of the God-Emperor overwhelms the Emperor. He can still do these daily tasks. The Emperor only needs to appear when he should appear.

Instead of wasting the remaining humanity and wearing it down bit by bit into a true heartless god.

There are many demi-human races in the empire. As long as you are willing to be loyal to the empire and don't engage in chaos, they will actually accept you. However, the empire also has demi-humans like human-headed cats.