Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

"Everyone, who do you think the Emperor will put in charge of teaching our new brothers: me, or Lorgar, or Ferrus, or even...our hard-nosed Dorne?"

Fulgrim's eyes stayed on his blood brother wearing golden armor for a moment, showed a smile, and then added Dorne to the options.

Although the latter didn't care at all about the topic raised by Phoenix: in fact, after witnessing the Midnight Ghost and his kingdom, only the Primarch of the Third Legion was still discussing the new brothers sincerely, And the few blood relatives beside him were just listeners with little sincerity.

"Fulgrim, my brother, do not speculate on the will of God the Father."

The first person to answer Phoenix's words was the master of the Word Bearers. He was probably the second most concerned person among the Primarchs here to care about the Midnight Ghost. Under the appearance decorated with tens of millions of golden runes , a pair of eyes that maintain gentleness and piety, and an equal love for all brothers.

Yes, even Guilliman.

"Please, Luo Jia, don't be so rigid. My father won't be angry. Didn't he let us all express our thoughts before expressing his will and judgment?"

“It is in our gatherings, under the gaze and permission of Father God, that we reveal to Him the thoughts, confusions and truths in our hearts, and thereby receive the honor of hearing the revelation and holy words of God the Father: This is a Serious and formal behavior, my brother, does not apply to such loose and private situations."

The giant wrapped in the golden morning light spoke the most sincere words, but it made several other people in the room sigh sadly in their hearts. Ferus remained silent, and Morgan hid himself in the corner. As for Dorn, he It seems that he is already preparing for a verbal offensive.

On the contrary, Chemos's Phoenix, after a moment of embarrassment and silence, showed a harmonious smile that could accommodate his brother's paranoia. He stood up, spread his hands, and firmly grasped the initiative of the topic. By the way, he silently killed the possibility of starting a new verbal dispute with Dawn.

"Well, Luo Jia, I have no intention of arguing with you about the correctness of this point of view, and you don't need to regard this as a formal vote: this is just a long-lost conversation between brothers, and the content of our conversation happens to be another A brother."

The golden giant smiled and nodded.

"It should be so, brothers. We have been separated in the waves of the Milky Way for too long, each fighting for the great cause of God the Father: We can definitely talk about some more relaxed topics instead of sacred discussions involving God the Father. After all, we are What qualifications do his creations have to figure out his will?"

Phoenix's brows twitched, but he did not answer the question. Instead, he picked up his goblet and took a sip, his pupils shining like mercury.

"Then what do you think, Luo Jia, if you were to teach our new brother, how would you teach him? Or, what do you plan to do to his home planet?"

"Is this a high priority?"

"Almost, after all, we will be leaving here soon."

Phoenix smiled and told about the disintegration of the huge fleet in the void.

The First Expeditionary Fleet, which belonged directly to the Lord of Humanity and was capable of razing an entire star region to the ground in an instant, only stayed in the sky above Nostramo for three days and then left quickly, because this galaxy and even this planet The area has no more value, and it is no longer worthy for the master of mankind to waste his time and energy.

The Emperor's next destination is the Thalamas sector, where he will make a brief stop before launching an expedition into the dark regions beyond to destroy the lightless lair of Kraf's xenos: in the Expedition Fleet, this It's not a secret.

"Perhaps in two days we will leave this gray-white galaxy."

Fulgrim looked at the huge and pale dying star outside the porthole, and then looked at the silent world always shrouded in shadow. Fulgrim was reminded of his memories. There was already a hint of emotion in his voice, which was unbearable. reject.

Luo Jia was silent for a moment. He did not answer immediately. Instead, after the briefest reflection and self-persuasion, he proudly placed his copy of the Book of Holy Words in front of several blood brothers, as if That's the perfect answer to everything.

Phoenix looked at the book, and his beautiful face appeared most clearly in the auditorium filled with fireworks. Not even the slightest detail could escape: therefore, he maintained silence and a very low sense of presence on the side. The leader of the Second Legion could clearly see that in the face of the Phoenician, there was an emotion twisted into two meanings: "As expected" and "Why this again", which made the Phoenician The perfect face that Ji Ren had deliberately created had clearly visible cracks for a moment.

And at the moment when the rift passed, the proud voice of the Lord of the Word Bearers sounded in everyone's ears.

"That's my answer, bro."

"The way to salvation lies within."

"..."

"Book of Sacred Scriptures?"

Although it was a question, the Phoenician's tone was determined.

"Do you think you can change Nostramo with your... books?"

"certainly."

Luo Jia's gentle smile was mixed with something that couldn't be described, but that was enough to make everyone frown. It was a mixture of paranoia, arrogance and fanaticism, which became even more apparent in his continuous words. For abruptness.

“My brothers, we cannot deny the true reality: it is our Father who created us, created our empire, and created our destiny, who is powerful enough to control the past and the future, and wise enough to see through glory. and shame, His will alone determines whether countless galaxies and worlds shall prosper as they should, or whether they shall turn to dust in His wrath.”

“We have always been moving forward under the guidance and instructions of God the Father, and have created such a great cause: I do not deny that this cause involves the hard work of us and countless warriors, but without the will of God the Father, Without the judgment of God the Father, and without the grace of God the Father to take the galaxy into his hands again, we would never have been able to do all this, and we would never have been able to embark on such a long jihad.”

"The great cause is built with our sweat and blood, but this cause, and even the reason why we ourselves can exist, is all because of the grace of God the Father, all because of His incomparable will and power: in this way In the face of great power, all the sins and filth in the world are just ashes at the fingertips, how can they resist the glory that comes from Him."

"And the world in front of us, even though it is a home planet belonging to the Primarch, even though its death and silence are enough to scare us, but in the face of the words and wisdom brought by the will of Father God, It will eventually be reborn in the nirvana brought about by faith, thus bathing in the supreme light."

【……】

Morgan turned her head and looked at her golden brother in the silence of her Primarchs. The extraordinarily clear psychic energy in her mind loyally told the Spider Queen what she had discovered.

Luo Jia was sincere, and every word he said was sincere. He really believed that the book in his palm was the only answer to all the problems in Nostramo and even the world.

"What exactly do you want to express, Luo Jia."

On the other side, the Primarch of the Imperial Fist had frowned, and used his voice like a rock in the mountains to forcefully plan the Lord of Colchis' next words, but Luojia did not get angry because of this. He turned his attention to his brother, repeating his point with the same earnestness as Dorn.

"I am answering Fulgrim's question to me, Dorne. I am briefly describing how Father God chose me to teach our brothers, how will I lead him to the right path, and how will I make the people under our feet The world comes alive.”

"By that book of yours?"

"It's faith, Dorn, it's the only correct faith in this ignorant galaxy."

"I will spread the gospel of God the Father to this land, so that every Nostramo will be bathed in the glory of the Father. Their exhausted hearts will be nourished, and their confused futures will be illuminated. You will become the most loyal servant and believer of God the Father, and by then, the disappearance of sin, sloppiness and ignorance will be nothing but a matter of course.”

"That's my answer. I think I answered it very clearly."

"No, Luo Jia."

Dawn stood up.

"You are not answering Fulgrim's question at all. You are just listing a lot of useless boring words to praise the so-called [God the Father] in your mouth: not to mention that this ignorant belief is what it is. The emperor's repeated prohibitions are betrayal in the true sense, and your book alone cannot improve the current situation of any world."

"Listen to me, Luo Jia."

"An iron fist can rule a world, order can create a society, and fortresses can stabilize an entire galaxy: but the book in your hand filled with religious creeds cannot do anything. Its only function is to make the people of the entire world Becoming a waste who only knows how to worship the gods, the spirit of hard work and struggle will no longer appear in people's hearts, because they have long admitted that they are just slaves of a so-called god."

“Not a slave, Donne, but a disciple of God the Father, the cornerstone of His great cause.”

"Slaves are slaves: can you spray a piece of rusty scrap iron with deceptive paint and it can be used to forge a fortress?"

"The completion of any fortress is not based on scrap iron, just like the great achievements of the Emperor cannot be built by a group of slaves. Your words are the most blasphemous and unforgivable lie for the countless people who sacrificed their lives for the Empire, supporting them for the great expedition. What burns everything is not so-called faith, but the noble qualities that are born in people's hearts, which are loyalty and dedication, selflessness and courage."

Dorn's words were straightforward and tough, but they did not make Luojia fall into anger. The Lord of the Word Bearers had one of the best gentleness among the Emperor's children, and he had unlimited tolerance for his brothers.

"Then, of course, I do not deny the existence and value of those noblest emotions that you praise: loyalty, dedication, selflessness and courage, but I also want to remind you of the simplest fact."

“It is precisely because of the existence of God the Father, the will and grace of God the Father that mortals have these noble things in their hearts, and the core of this noble quality is just when they dedicate everything they have to God the Father. , it’s just an external manifestation: isn’t this also part of faith?”

"Dorn, my brother."

"How reckless your accusation is, and you have completely failed to see the real fact: In the west of Holy Terra, in the countless universes near my hometown of Colchis, I have already implemented my ideas long ago. Countless times, let hundreds of worlds believe in the gospel of God the Father: When your legions burned those worlds with infinite value with fire and wasted a lot of military power for their dissatisfaction and rebellion, what I recovered Every world can repay God the Father’s great cause as quickly as possible and become a loyal servant who can never betray.”

"They are not slaves, Dorne. They are loyal servants of the Emperor. They are the foundation of greatness like you and me. They are the greatest contributors to the will of the Father in the galaxy, and they are the ones who will continue the rule of the Father forever. The best proof.”

After Luo Jia's speech, even the Imperial Guards on duty in the corridor outside could clearly feel the endless pressure emanating from the Primarch of the Imperial Fist.

Dawn spoke.

"Do you know what you are talking about, Luo Jia?"

"Belittle the nobility and courage of the victims into the slave's fanatical worship of the master, twist the great common destiny of mankind into the hardships deliberately set by the Emperor, and blaspheme the bright future that our father has painstakingly planned for all mankind. An ambition to establish everlasting guarantees.”

"Every word you say is undoubtedly a betrayal."

"A betrayal of the Emperor."

The voice of the Lord of the Imperial Fist exploded in the room like thunder. Except for Ferus, who seemed to have no interest in any of this, all the Primarchs could not help but tremble their brows because of this too straightforward accusation. , even Luo Jia couldn't maintain his original smile.

"What do you want to say, Donne?"

"You want to accuse me of twisting the divine will of God the Father?"

"This is not an accusation, and I have no right to accuse you. This is a statement of facts."

"fact?!"

The Lord of the Word Bearers' tone finally took on a hint of gunpowder.

"You tell the truth. Do you want to say that I have distorted Father God's will? Do you want to say that my faith is ridiculous blasphemy and pollution? Or that I am taking advantage of Father God's grace for my own benefit?"

"Okay, Luo Jia."

Fulgrim was the first to put on his perfect smile and stretched out his hands, eager to stop this storm from happening.

"I believe Dorn is not like this..."

"No, that's what I meant."

Dorn interrupted Fulgrim's words of persuasion and said firmly. He glared at his Colchis brothers and did not waver in the slightest due to the anger that gradually aroused.

"You misinterpreted the Emperor's will, you disobeyed the Emperor's orders, you ignored the requirements from Holy Terra, and persisted in walking on the wrong path. Your so-called piety only made everything worse. It’s just fire, and sooner or later you will be repelled by them, or you will be punished by the Emperor before that happens.”

"If you are really as loyal to the Emperor as you said, then you should complete his mission instead of defining him with your own thinking. Did the Emperor clearly tell you that he is God? He has never said that, so what right do you have to claim that he is a god?"

"This is a fact! This is the test and selection of us by God the Father!"

"This is not true, this is just your delusion of self-deception."

"Delusion? Then how do you explain the great power of Father God, and how do you explain why the entire galaxy is falling into corruption and division, but only our Father God can gather such great power and formulate such grand plans and plans? Plan to once again take control of the galaxy for mankind.”

"You can't argue with the facts, Donne. The power of God the Father is truly manifest in front of all of us. Surrendering and following his power is the only right path for mankind, and this right path has brought a new galaxy to mankind. The empire is destined to bring more in the future.”

The Lord of the Word Bearers' anger was accumulating in a manner visible to the naked eye, but it was far from reaching the point where he would go to war: even if he was extremely angry, Luo Jia's upbringing and habits since childhood limited the upper limit of his anger, making him unable to do anything A more intense conflict broke out with his brother.

But despite this, before Fulgrim could successfully take advantage of this and calm everything down, Dorne had already spoken again.

"Luo Jia."

"First of all, we are just the emperor's generals and heirs. We have no right to explain that his power has never come, and we have never been qualified to dictate his plans. And this is your first mistake: you did not Instead of obeying the Emperor's orders, you used your own thinking to distort the Emperor's will, placing your desires above your loyalty to the Emperor."

"This alone is enough for the Emperor to punish you. Just like our lost brother, your actions are destined to bring shame to the Emperor."

"No! Dorn! I am the most loyal servant of Father God, and I cannot be punished by him!"

"When you have this idea, you deserve to be punished, Luo Jia."

"you……"

"That's enough! You two!"

Fulgrim snapped, slapping his palm on the table with a loud bang: after realizing that gentle persuasion could no longer quell the raging flames in the room, Phoenix had to adopt a method he didn't like.

After casting a glance and asking Ferus to press Dorn down on the seat, the Phoenician walked between the two primarchs who were at war with each other, keeping their distance from each other, and not forgetting to take the opportunity to give the person next to Luojia Morgan gave a look: Although he was not particularly familiar with these new blood relatives, Fulgrim was sure that Morgan understood what he meant.

And the leader of the Second Legion did not disappoint her blood relatives. Morgan, who had seen enough of the show, stood up, dragged Luo Jia to his seat, and resolved his anger with just one sentence.

[Can you show me your Book of Holy Words, Luo Jia? 】

"Huh? What...ah, of course!"

As one of the Primarchs with the best temper on the surface, Luojia had actually dissipated most of his anger the moment he sat down: In the past few decades of missionary career, it was not that the Lord of Colchis had not touched He had been around stubborn people like Dorne, and he was already used to keeping calm and controlling his anger in front of such people.

Only this time, the person who so bluntly blasphemed his faith turned out to be his blood brother, which inevitably caused the Word Bearers' Primarch to be temporarily defeated.

But even so, after hearing Morgan's obvious interest in the Book of Holy Words, Luo Jia's anger disappeared completely in an instant, and did not affect another blood relative at all. On the contrary, he couldn't wait Holding his own books, he dedicated them to his blood relatives with the most enthusiastic gesture.

"Actually, this is the gift I prepared for you, Morgan. I wrote every word of this book of scriptures with my own hands, and completely purified it with holy water. It is a unique book of faith, even for... It’s impossible for me to reproduce the original one again.”

The words of the Lord of the Word Bearers flowed into Morgan's ears like a long river of chatter, and were expelled out of the other ear by her with a smile. But on the surface, the Spider Queen did give Luo Jia what she wanted in her heart. The courtesy that came to mind: She took the book solemnly, listened seriously to every word of Luo Jia, and asked questions from time to time, which showed that she was indeed thinking about the words of the Lord of the Word Bearers.

In just a few minutes, the original anger of the Primarch turned into gushing about another blood relative. This made Fulgrim look at Morgan with approval, and then turned to talk to Ferrus. Let Dorn be as quiet as possible together: no matter what, words such as betrayer or lost must never appear on the Emperor's battleship.

After enduring a few minutes of Luo Jia's most passionate introduction, and seeing that the praise of the Book of Holy Words was about to turn into another sermon on the so-called God-Emperor faith, Morgan opened her mouth and asked a question that she had always cared about.

[Luo Jia, my brother. 】

[I just heard you say: You only need this Book of Sacred Scriptures to govern the entire Nostramo. 】

"That's right, Morgan."

【Why? 】

“Because God the Father’s will encompasses all things, no matter what kind of original sin and blasphemy the world under our feet contains, they will all be within the anticipation and wisdom of God the Father, and cannot withstand the glory from God the Father.”

[You mean: The Emperor has anticipated everything and already knows the answers to all questions: including how to make Nostramo better. 】

"That's right, blood relatives."

[So, you only need your Book of Holy Words to practice the Emperor's wisdom and let the Nostramos know the Emperor's words and will? 】

"That's right."

[So, does this book record the emperor’s words and will? 】

Luo Jia shook his head.

"I have not had the privilege to be able to listen to so many wills of God the Father. This book is the firm evidence I have obtained through countless observations and practices, as well as the clear embodiment of God the Father's countless miracles and legends."

【Ah, so...】

Morgan blinked.

[Simply put, although you did not receive the will and affirmation from the Emperor, through your efforts, your collection and observation, you wrote a book and announced to people with your own words and conclusions that the Emperor Is the emperor actually a god? 】

"I just had a revelation."

【What did he say to you personally? 】

Luo Jia shook his head.

[What revelation is that? 】

The face of the Lord of the Word Bearers showed a hint of morbid fanaticism, and his pupils were emitting burning light, which was even more dazzling than the countless golden runes on his face.

"The most obvious revelation, Morgan, is it possible for mortals to have such a great legion and empire? Is it possible for mortals to create beings like you and me? Is it possible for mortals to emit light comparable to the sun and come and go in the deadly void? Are you comfortable?"

"Although our Father God has not yet issued a formal decree, Morgan, my dear blood relative, any of his actions and any of his victories are great miracles that cannot be refuted, and they all have hidden meanings in them. The powerful divine power, and a being with such miracles and divine power, isn’t it a god?”

【……】

[So, Luo Jia. 】

[Do you think the Emperor is a god because he is so powerful? 】

"That's only part of the story."

[Is it really one of the main reasons? 】

Luo Jia didn't start, but nodded.

[Then, after you believed that he was a god, although you did not receive any personal words or affirmative expression from the emperor, you still proclaimed yourself the apostle of the god, assumed this great responsibility, and explained the emperor's explanation with your own thoughts. The emperor's actions, using his own judgment to arbitrate the emperor's identity, explain to people why he is a god? 】

"This is my calling, Morgan, the responsibility I was born into."

[I think that although the Emperor did not recognize this responsibility, his silence and non-rebuttal came from the acquiescence of the gods. 】

"Gods rarely truly acknowledge one thing, blood kinship, because it has such a great impact on mortals. Our Father God is benevolent, and He doesn't even care whether the world really appreciates His grace."

[I think this is also a point of view that you have explored yourself? 】

"Obvious fact."

Morgan was silent for a moment. She looked at the brother in front of her who did not forget to pray quietly while talking. She also thought about the other blood relatives in her mind. For a moment, she couldn't think of how Luo Jia could be with him. Which one of them falls into one category.

After a while, with the last glimmer of hope remaining, Morgan looked at the Primarch who bowed her head in prayer and asked her last question.

[So, Luo Jia. 】

[Why do you think humans follow the god Emperor? 】

The prayers stopped abruptly, and the Primarch of the Word Bearers silently opened his eyes, looked up at his blood relatives, and silently stared at Morgan's blue pupils.

After a few seconds, he smiled.

"The fact that you can think of this question shows that you are really talented, Morgan, and you must have listened carefully to what I just said and understood it."

[I feel that I am far less talented than you in this area. 】

"No, there is no need to be so humble. My dear blood relatives, we are all believers in God the Father. We are equal in front of Him. Although I am the forerunner of God the Father's faith, the only difference between you and me is that we respect the Father. God’s revelation simply has a more authoritative understanding.”

authority……

Morgan whispered the word in her mind, which caused a silent sarcasm to cross her lips.

[So, what’s the answer, Luo Jia? 】

"The answer is simple, Morgan."

Luo Jia's pious face was like a sinful saint who was bathed in the blood of countless innocent people, threw down his sword, and was forgiven by the gods.

"The Milky Way is so dark, the void is so terrifying, and the hegemony that mankind was once proud of is so fragile in the face of the world's malice: everything proves that only by following the greatest god can we win. It is the true future and path of mankind.”

"Only by worshiping the Emperor's might can humanity achieve the best future in the galaxy."

[So, we believe in the Emperor because he is the most powerful being in the galaxy and can give us hope, shelter and future, and can make us completely safe under his wings. 】

"For now, it's enough for you to have such awareness, Morgan."

Luo Jia's smile was gentle, sincere and joyful from the bottom of his heart: until he caught a glimpse of the strange curl of the corner of Morgan's mouth, this sincerity did not disappear, but there was only a fleeting confusion.

"Are you still confused, sister?"

【...Ah, not really. 】

[I just remembered something that made me happy. 】

"whats the matter?"

[That’s not important, Luo Jia, that’s not important at all. 】

Luojia blinked. He wanted to ask more carefully, but Fulgrim on the side had already strode over and hugged his two blood relatives.

"It's good to see you're no longer angry, my dear brother."

"I've never been angry, Phoenix."

"Maybe."

The Phoenician did not dwell on the words of the Lord of the Word Bearers, but looked at another of his blood relatives and winked at her.

"Ah, a book. Is this a gift from Luo Jia to you, Morgan?"

[Yes, but it was also a gift that I asked for. 】

"You can take the initiative again, or twice, because Ferus and I have also prepared a gift for you, but my gift is a bit huge and I can't get it out yet."

[I am very grateful for your kindness, Fulgrim. 】

Morgan's smile was as perfect as the Chemos Phoenix. After saying this, she stirred up the space cracks around her, and several books slowly floated out from them.

[This is my memory: Fortunately, I was prepared. 】

"Ah...another book..."

"Okay, what is this one about?"

[Just look at its name. 】

"Okay, let me see."

Fulgrim glanced at this book that was a little too simple.

"Basic tutorials on think tank professionalism and reference solutions to various common problems with out-of-control psychic abilities"

"……Good name."

"Conrad too?"

【certainly. 】

"I thank you for your generosity on his behalf, dear Morgan. After all...it seems that the meeting between you was a little unpleasant."

[It's not... very unpleasant, after all, it was just a few impulsive words. 】

"Yeah...it's just a few words, but I think it's enough to create some distance between you. Just like what I said at the beginning, it's unlikely that my father will list you as Coz's education." By."

[Yeah, I can't imagine getting along with Conrad. If it were me, maybe I would teach him to be very bad. 】

"How bad?"

[Probably...like our Ultramar brother, or our Caliban Knight, and inferior integrated versions of the two of them, maybe a little worse. 】

[Okay, that’s a bit of an exaggeration. 】

[If I really want to say that, I might teach him to be a normal person who is no different from ordinary mortals. 】

"That's really bad."