Warhammer 40: Mortal Gods

The boy's skin is wheat-colored, which is characteristic of the race in this area.

The boy has a delicate appearance and a thin body, but his body is clean and unlike other humans of this period.

"This is me as a child." The Emperor pointed to the boy.

Qin Mo guessed it.

Orikan looked up from his calculations in surprise.

The Burner stared at the beautiful environment here, wondering what he was thinking.

"I forgot a lot of things."

"I've changed a lot too."

"But I still remember one thing, that is, I was born in Asia Minor on Earth, and my parents were a pair of ordinary shepherds."

The emperor looked at his young self with complicated eyes, looked at himself, and murmured these words.

Qin Mo was a little confused as to why the emperor had to find a certain time.

"If in the future, after all crises subside and everything is resolved, we become figures in history textbooks..." The emperor looked at Qin Mo very seriously and said word by word, "I hope that the human children at that time will When they learn about me, they will learn that the man who sits on the Golden Throne was a man born in Asia Minor on Terra, to parents..."

"This is what Tailong teaches now." Qin Mo interrupted the emperor's words, "But I can't control how the empire teaches you."

The Emperor didn't care: "When you can take care of it, just don't let future generations of mankind think that the guy on the throne is a subspace freak who came out of nowhere."

While the two were talking, Burner was still looking around.

Orikan looked at them.

If Necron had such a thing as facial expressions, Orican must have been looking at the two men with a sideways eyebrow and a raised eyebrow.

"I am very curious about my forgotten childhood." The emperor looked at the boy again, "I can't even remember clearly what happened when my uncle killed my father, and even the hatred has faded away."

"You took revenge, you killed your uncle, so you can forget it, and so do I." Qin Mo suddenly said as if he had a deep understanding, "If you can't kill him, you won't forget it."

The Emperor nodded in approval, raised his hand towards the boy, waved his arms, and called in an ancient language: "Hey! That kid herding sheep! Come here!"

The boy was so curious about this group of people that he stood up from the sheep in ignorance and curiosity and walked towards the emperor and Qin Mo.

The Emperor took a piece of Tyrone candy from his pocket and placed it in the boy's hand.

The boy looked at the tall blond sister with golden eyes and looked confused, but he still took the thing that he didn't know what it was.

The Emperor gently reached out and removed the sugar coating and threw it aside. When the sugar coating floated in the air and disappeared, he placed the candy in the boy's mouth.

The boy looked surprised.

No living thing can resist sugar. The wonderful taste stimulates the brain to produce a sense of joy. That taste has become a feeling that the boy is destined to never forget.

"I hope there are more beautiful things in my memory." The emperor said to Qin Mo, then looked at the boy and placed a palm-sized box in the boy's hand.

This is an antique.

Hundreds of years before the original time point, when Talon was still just a galaxy, the Lord of Talon created such a thing as a gift to all the children in Talon No. 1 Hive.

This palm-sized gadget can print out sugar by absorbing all sugary substances. The candy will be accumulated and then transported on a large scale to the bedside of every sleeping child.

Qin Mozheng was wondering that this thing disappeared about two hundred years ago, because it was no longer important and no one was looking for it. It turned out to be in the hands of the emperor.

The Emperor taught the boy how to use the device.

"The technological process of mankind may be changed." Orikan reminded seriously, "According to Lord Tyron, you have jumped out of the Three Realms. The human race does not, and there is nothing you can do."

"No, this is a technological black box." The emperor shook his head, "And it will not exist forever. Just like the numerous treasures in human history, it will disappear in the long river of history."

After saying that, the emperor looked at the boy's happy expression and added another sentence.

"Just when I think something like this is just going to make me weak, it disappears."

Qin Mo watched in silence as the emperor was extremely concerned about the boy, with a hint of coldness.

"You are probably indeed a human being." Orikan said, "If you are really a subspace creature, why would you be interested in something like sugar? I think you may be like an individual named the Holy Sage in the ancient saint race. Just like that, powerful spiritual energy suddenly awakened during the evolution process."

"You Necrontyrs actually have a time when you are as eloquent as honey?" The Emperor glanced at Orikan.

Orikan nodded.

The Emperor looked at his younger self again.

The boy fiddled with the device and had already produced a second piece of candy.

The breeze blows.

Flowers and grass flicker.

The most beautiful environment of Terra that existed in the memories of the emperor and Qin Mo made them feel relaxed and comfortable.

The Emperor couldn't help but think more.

He felt as if he had embarked on an endless road after killing his uncle.

On this endless road, betrayal, hostility, misunderstanding, worship, passion... countless things are hidden in the darkness, ready to jump out to give him a blow or hug him.

The Emperor then realized that he had never paid attention to what he wanted and what he wanted to do.

He couldn't help but start to think, if Qin Mo was also a person who existed in the primitive era of mankind, but lived not very far from Asia Minor, and he was no longer required to assume responsibilities, what would he do?

Another burst of wind carrying the fragrance of green grass blew by.

The Emperor greedily breathed in the scent of the most beautiful Terran environment in his memory.

After thinking for a long time, he slowly spoke.

"What do you want to be when you grow up?"

When the boy heard this question, he suddenly became serious. He was not confused, only thoughtful.

It can be seen that the emperor is different from ordinary people after all. He may be thinking about many things when he is herding sheep.

He also thought for a long time and spoke slowly.

The boy looked into the distance, his long hair swaying in the wind, and said softly.

"kind person."

Hearing this voice, the emperor was stunned. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and shook his head gently: "No, you will not be a kind person. You will be a tyrant and slave owner in the eyes of others, or a savior and god. , no matter what, you won’t have the qualities you want in the eyes of others.”

The boy's face was calm and showed no emotion at all because of these words. He seemed to already know his fate.

At this time, Orican suddenly walked over, squatted down and touched the boy's head with his iron hand, and asked gently: "What's your name?"

The Emperor, who would rather take the name of the Emperor than let others know his true name, immediately raised his hand seriously and pointed at the boy: "Don't say it!"

Orikan let out a cold mechanical laugh, asking the question in front of the Emperor without expecting an answer.

Then the Emperor stood up and dragged Orikan back to the time rift.

After looking at his younger self for a while, a path from the current time node to the next time node was opened.

The astrologer has calculated the destination.

War in heaven.