Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

＋Come here, my children. ＋

＋Stand facing me: before I leave our common cause, I have a few final things to tell you, it concerns all of you, each of you has your own part. ＋

＋I hope you can treat them as you treat the current war. ＋

＋Because that is your duty: your duty from now on. ＋

＋And for some people: maybe forever. ＋

Thanks to a little willfulness of a certain human lord on the right of interpretation, the ceremony of enthroning the warmaster on Ullanor ended earlier than everyone expected. The shepherd wolf god received his crown from his father, welcomed his army, and solemnly swore the responsibility that would soon belong to him.

And this was all Horus's part on this day that belonged to him.

When the Wolf God and the Emperor returned from the terrace one after another, Horus consciously retreated to the side of the Emperor without any more words, so that everyone's attention could be focused on the Lord of Mankind again: this was exactly what the Emperor needed.

The Wolf God knew that the next time and respect could no longer belong to him alone.

And with this action, the Warmaster's Hall, which was immersed in the bustling crowd, also began to have some subtle changes: the Imperial Guards who originally stood behind Malcador, like sculptures, remained silent throughout the whole process, making people doubt whether they were living creatures, began to perform their duties under the silent command of the Lord.

Hundreds of Imperial Guards followed the route that had been planned long ago, and in the blink of an eye they shuttled among the dignitaries on both sides of the ceremony. Their figures standing with halberds brought a sense of oppression, and their dull tones were polite but unquestionable: at the polite request of the Imperial Guards, a few seconds later. The first mortal noble stood up, and quietly left the great hall with a heart full of strangeness and regret.

Like a domino, such scenes soon played out everywhere. Even the most unruly officials did not dare to speak too much in front of the silent guards of the Imperial Guards. After just ten minutes, the lively corners that originally had thousands of people were left with rows of cold marble chairs.

Among the Imperial Guards present, at least two-thirds followed these dignitaries out and served as their temporary bodyguards and supervisors until they returned to their respective camps. The third who stayed in the venue were all the Emperor's most trusted confidants, the top 100 best warriors in the Imperial Guards. Chief Valdor personally led them and quietly guarded the corners of various key points, away from the sight of the Lord of Mankind and the Primarchs.

Just like that, more than 20 minutes after Horus received his warmaster crown, his brothers looked around and found that the people present were all their blood relatives. The only one left, the seal holder, had retreated back to his shadow corner. The primarchs certainly noticed him, but most of the emperor's descendants arrogantly ignored this old servant who had been supervising them.

They were more curious about the emperor's intention.

Without much hesitation, after Leman Russ took the lead, the primarchs quickly came from all directions. The hurried time made them unable to form a queue according to their closeness as at the beginning. They just stood in a straight line. The 18 best generals in the galaxy were like a group of recruits who had just joined the army, waiting for the voice of the Lord of Humanity more than ten meters away.

Some were calm, already knowing what was going to happen, or simply not caring. Others were a little uneasy, as if they were worried that their father would make another difficult and painful decision on this solemn and decisive occasion: after all, if they had better memories, they would know that there should have been nineteen people standing here.

Some things may have been erased, but they still affect reality: a fallen brother can haunt all the remaining people in the family like a nightmare.

But more people were simply curious about the last thing their genetic father wanted to tell them before leaving them: especially when they saw that the emperor was unusually nervous, not only with a serious face and a straight spine, but even the fingers that kept tapping on the other arm were telling how important what he was thinking about at this time.

About them?

Doubts were wandering in the brain, and no general conclusion could be drawn. The Emperor's voice, which made people have to take it seriously, had already crushed into everyone's ears: the Lord of Mankind's face had a slight change. He was like a poor actor who practiced hard backstage but still showed his flaws on stage. He could only express his dissatisfaction with a frown.

The next sentence was very straightforward, even a little abrupt.

+ I won't describe more useless words here one by one. In short: Just as I gave Horus the duties and title of Warmaster, for you, my descendants and gene primarchs, I also left a title for each of you, and the duties corresponding to this title. +

At least one-third of the primarchs smiled for this, and there were also the same frowns.

But no one was for that [title].

+ I want to tell you. +

The Emperor's eyes swept over everyone, from Jonson standing in the center to Alpharius wandering at the edge. He clenched his teeth, and each note was accompanied by a heavy collision, using this method to make every conclusion of his seem unquestionable.

+ I have thought about you for a long time. +

The Lord of Mankind crossed his arms and began to pace in a small area on the spot.

+ I can guarantee that the title to be given to each of you is the most suitable. It is the responsibility you should fulfill. It is the field where you can best exert your unique abilities and talents. It is what I envisioned for you when I created you. I hope you can achieve a future of supreme success. +

＃Brief pause＃

＋Our future. +

The Emperor's eyes were low, and his next words fluctuated between the king and the father.

＋In the past hundred years, we have jointly created the greatest conquest in the history of human civilization, allowing our race to stay away from chaos and war, and allowing countless people to live in an empire that cares for them and fights for them wholeheartedly. ＋

＋This is the greatest cause, and each of us has done our best to create today's glory. ＋

He nodded to his descendants again.

This time, no one frowned, and there were more proud smiles.

But the emperor changed his tone.

＋But defending is always a more difficult task than creating. Now, we have to face it, we have to face this critical node: our cause will be like countless sudden empires in history books, which will be wiped out in the blink of an eye, or like the sun that once sheltered the entire human race, it will burn until tens of millions of years later. ＋

＋We all know the answer, and we don't allow other answers. +

The Emperor clenched his fists, and he asked his children with a glance. To his relief, everyone responded to him so firmly, bravely and arrogantly: they all wanted to become the sun, and they all wanted to personally build a miracle that could last for tens of millions of years.

+But it is very difficult. +

The Lord of Mankind nodded.

+Perhaps, the entire Great Crusade is just the tip of the iceberg of this challenge. +

+But even so, I still choose to entrust this task to you. +

The Emperor stopped and faced his children again, so that everyone focused their eyes on him: his voice was like thunder echoing in the valley, and every strike was so deafening that it would echo far away in the ocean of the soul.

+As you know, I will soon leave the front line of the Great Crusade and return to the palace of Holy Terra: but I will not really leave the war of all of us. When you face the next challenge, remember that I still stand with you. +

The Emperor clenched his fists, and like any warrior, he swore an oath.

+The war that is to come may separate all of us to the farthest place on the other side of the galaxy, but no matter what, I need you to remember: each of us, all of us are fighting side by side. +

+You and I, and every pair of brothers between you, our teams just have to be separated and stationed in a crucial but long trench. This does not mean that we are on different sides in the war: it only means one thing. +

+That is, the responsibility of each of us will be heavier: especially for you. +

The Emperor took a deep breath.

+Before I leave, before I can return, I will temporarily split the empire we created together into 18 modules of different sizes, each of which is equally important, related to countless life and death honors and disgraces, and related to hundreds of legions and expeditionary fleets +

+And each of you will occupy a different side. +

This brief statement caused a stir among the Primarchs. A few of them could be seen to be slightly relieved, but soon joined the army of their brothers.

Now, almost all the Primarchs were frowning, some were confused, and some were lamenting the difficulties in the future.

Only Fulgrim was an exception: his frown was a manifestation of pride and joy, which needed to be matched with his cheeks and mouth, outlining a confident and confident look.

And the Emperor's voice continued.

+From now on: war is no longer the only thing you need to care about, it will only be a part of it. +

Everyone can see Perturabo's chest straightened like a prophet.

+You need to work together, you need to try new areas, join hands, and jointly defend the Empire we have built with our hard work: even if I am not by your side, I believe you have the ability to do all this. +

At this point, the Emperor's eyes led the eyes of all the Primarchs, temporarily focusing on Horus.

＋And Horus, your Warmaster, will have a special position in this temporary Imperial system. His status will not be higher than any of you. He will still be your brother rather than your superior. But when you each occupy a fragment of the Empire, Horus's existence is responsible for guiding you and keeping these fragments connected. ＋

＋The Warmaster's duty is to thread the needle between war and peace, and maintain the unified operation of the Empire and the Great Crusade: Horus will become my heart, and he will be the source of power for the entire Empire and the Great Crusade from now on. ＋

+ But I say it again: this does not mean that his status will be higher than yours.

Perhaps noticing that the brows of some of the Primarchs had begun to tremble unnaturally, the Emperor did not pause this time.

+ All of you are like my limbs. Each one of you is a vital organ and body part: who dares to say that any part of your body is unimportant? You are just in different positions. You are all equally important individuals in the responsibilities entrusted to you by me and the entire empire. +

+Of course, you can regard yourselves as warmasters in your respective fields. +

+ Because that’s the truth. +

Behind the emperor, Horus's eyes flickered for a moment because of these words, but he quickly adjusted his mood and raised the corners of his mouth to mock his worries.

+ So, I don’t want you to fight over these trivial issues, you have to learn to unite, you have to learn to unite for me and the Empire, for yourselves, to be connected like true brothers: even though I am about to leave, I don't expect to see my departure changing anything. +

+I hope you can stay the same. +

The emperor's words stopped: after being stuck between the two roles of father and master for so long, at this moment, for the third and last time, he looked at each of his children so carefully. At this time, the Lord of Humanity's throat rolled, his throat trembled visibly, and his voice became that of a real father at this time.

+I wish you the best. +

The air was silent at this time, and the eyes and faces of each Primarch changed differently because of these words: some looked shocked, some were calm, some clenched their teeth instinctively, Others have closed their eyes in advance, cleverly avoiding the emotional expression they should have at this time.

But there can be no doubt that no Primarch expressed contempt for the Emperor's true feelings.

No matter how much they disliked their genetic father, at this moment, they all maintained silent respect.

Until the Emperor shook his head and smiled as much as he could. +Okay, come forward. +

+ I have some final words to say to each of you. +

+ Who wants to be the first to come? +

…

After looking at each other, an unexpected figure was ahead of all his brothers in the blink of an eye: before the slightly distracted primarchs could turn their heads, a pale figure stood in front of the emperor. before.

+ Chagatai? +

The Lord of Humanity was a little surprised.

+You will actually be the first one? +

The Emperor smiled teasingly.

+I thought you would carefully observe other people's reactions and treatment. +

"That's what I wanted to do."

Even in the presence of the Emperor, the Khan's voice retained its pride.

"But when it comes to you, I know I can't trust their judgment: any more than I can trust your word."

The Emperor shook his head, not angry at these words. He turned his hands away and gave the Khan a real smile.

+You still haven’t changed, haven’t you? +

"Eagles don't like to lose their feathers."

+ Yes, that's good: I'm glad to know that you haven't changed at all from decades ago, because I formulated this next responsibility for you based on the memories and impressions of that time. . +

Jaghatai Khan remained silent, neither responding nor nodding.

+ I hope you can make good use of the traditional advantages and expertise of the Fifth Legion and continue to be a pioneer for all mankind to explore the dangerous unknown areas in this galaxy: I know you liked to do this kind of thing before, but now, you Don't just do it casually. Exploring the unknown is no longer a plan you set aside on the war map, it is now your primary responsibility. +

+Go and patrol for me, filling in the remaining gaps on the map of the Great Expedition. +

Khan still did not respond, but this time he made some moves. After confirming that the duty given to him by the Emperor was to continue exploring the unknown areas in the galaxy, Jaghatai Khan instinctively looked to the side of the Emperor. Horus looked at the Wolf Shepherd God and nodded.

The three people present all know that in the entire galaxy from now on, if there is an area with the most unknown territory, Horus's Wolf Kingdom deserves it: If this is the emperor's order to let him Jaghatai Khan The Khan had to admit that this was a clever move to successfully take over the responsibility.

At first glance, he had no reason to refuse.

The Khan pondered for a moment. He always maintained his silence and did not refuse. After confirming this, the Emperor breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: at least the start was smoother than he originally expected.

+Do you need me to go into more detail? +

"No, I'm not interested in riddles."

The Khan shook his head.

"That's it: while I can still understand what was said?"

"However, I do have a problem."

The Emperor hesitated.

+Tell me. +

"Where's my title?"

Jaghatai asked softly, causing the Emperor's face to twitch.

+Do you care about this? +

"I just care about the authenticity of the last vow you made to us."

"Although I didn't have any hope."

The Emperor fell silent.

At this moment, he finally remembered why he had tried so hard to avoid one-on-one communication with Jaghatai Khan in the previous decades: maybe it was a mistake to take him out of Chogoris. .

The Lord of Humanity wavered shamefully.

But fortunately, he...them!

They were not unprepared for the problem at hand: in the words of his ice-smart baby daughter, they had to consider that every Primarch inherited the convulsions gene in the Emperor's blood, and no one could Determine what exactly they are thinking.

So let's assume, let's say they were thinking about everything: for example, Chagatai Khan was thinking about his title.

And this title...

+ It’s really hard: I admit it. +

The Emperor nodded, finding his laughter easier than he expected.

+ Jaghatai, my eagle: After I leave the Great Crusade, when I regard Horus as my Warmaster and the heart of the Imperium, I will also let them regard you as an equal being. You are Pioneer of all mankind...+

+You are my eyes: my vision among the stars. You must see for me, search for me, discover all potential dangers and truths for me, identify them, find them and point them out, here At one point, I can only trust the wisdom that comes from you. +

"..."

Khan was silent. He did not immediately respond to the emperor's expectations, but after a brief thought, he suddenly smiled.

"If you want to say so..."

"As your eyes, if I only look at the unknowns in the Milky Way, and not at other things, other dangers and evils that exist in the vast universe: does that mean you have a narrow vision?"

+...+

The Emperor was silent, then smiled.

+Maybe. +

+How you interpret it, Chagatai. +

+You are my eyes. +

+What you want to see, what you want to find, and what you want to confirm are all your own freedom. +

+I have only one request. +

+At the most critical moment, I hope you can see the truth clearly. +

"I always enjoy doing it."

+Yes, this requires reason, and reason is your greatest advantage. +

"No."

Khan shook his head slightly.

"It takes courage."

"And courage... is my greatest strength."