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Chapter 23 Friendship

Chapter 23 Friendship

Ahriman had not felt very happy since long ago.

Even exploring the mysterious vast ocean with his genetic father cannot make this best son of Magnus as ecstatic as his blood brother. The upper limit of his happiness is limited by some sad past events.

Due to his low height, the company commander of the Thousand Sons Legion almost always maintains a maddening personality composed of calmness, coolness, cunning and arrogance.

And all of this can be traced back to the time when the Great Crusade just began. It was an era when even the Astartes seemed young and confused. Thousands of warriors followed the emperor's orders. They came from Terra.

Set off to attack Venus and Neptune, and launch conquests toward the galaxies close at hand and the countries far away.

At that time, even the most fanatical Astartes could not imagine the extent of the Emperor's ambitions. By the time they realized how far the so-called [Great Crusade] would go, the Empire's territory had already been conquered.

Breaking through the so-called solar star field.

The Thousand Sons Legion was precisely the last batch of Astartes warriors to set out. These immature newcomers had not even proven themselves on the battlefield of Terra, but the Emperor's eyes were obviously watching them. Before the Great Crusade began,

Within ten years, the originally mediocre Thousand Sons Legion suddenly discovered that spiritual fire began to appear among them, and it quickly became a prairie fire.

It is true that this incomprehensible power has made the Thousand Sons Legion an isolated one among other legions, and even [scientists] like Mortarion have criticized them verbally and in writing. However, under the temptation of power, Magnus

The heirs accepted it all happily.

Until the Byzantine Incident.

After large-scale memory cleaning and self-suggestion, few people remember what happened in the Byzantine world, but every Thousand Sons knows that when the Legion left there, [Flesh and Blood Mutation] had become Magnu

The lingering curse of the sons of Si.

This curse almost destroyed the entire legion. It was more severe than the blight of the Third Legion, and more out of control than the bloodthirsty of the Ninth Legion. Thousands of Thousand Sons warriors did not fall in pursuit of victory and honor, but

They died painfully and twisted on ships and operating tables. Their hideous remains were covered with fangs and tentacles, making even their closest comrades unwilling to take another look.

And at the moment when the entire legion was about to perish, they finally came to Prospero, and the genetic father of the Thousand Sons returned to them. Magnus personally went to the subspace, and after paying an eyeball and his

At some unmentionable cost, the curse of the Fifteenth Legion finally fell apart through the efforts of the Primarch.

Then he knew nothing.

Then……

Everything that was originally transformed and peaceful was violently destroyed, as if a storm swept across the silver-white beach. Everywhere Thousand Sons could see were broken clouds and wailing cracks. The huge creatures and thousands of

All the ether fragments have disappeared - no, at least Etepio is still there, and it resides on his shoulder armor.

He even led his followers and took the initiative to walk towards the shadow that had just emerged.

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Oh, poor little thing, she must have been frightened by such a wonderful sight.

Thoughts like this flashed through Magnus's mind, and Ahriman only saw his father showing a certain arrogant smile, a face that was in full control and made people subconsciously trust him.

"……what happened?!"

Ahriman thought.

Because of this, Ahriman was able to devote himself to work and research like a madman, and this heir who was hungry for knowledge naturally attracted the attention of Magnus. Therefore, the lucky man who lost his brother began to rise rapidly.

He soon became the top one among the captains of the Thousand Sons. Among all the staff, Magnus also paid special attention to his plan. Even the Red Advisors, who were the true core circle of the legion, began to plan for it.

Reserve your spot for this rising star.

Because of this, Ahriman never had a good night's sleep.

And Morgan didn't pay attention to all this. She just looked at the honest and huge subspace creature, staring at it. Ahriman could even see Morgan's body shaking uncontrollably.

Ahriman shouted angrily, and while he was commanding his comrades with all his strength, Atharva quietly came over.

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And even if Magnus's spell saved the Legion, it did not save everyone: most of the Thousand Sons warriors could not withstand the power of the Gene Father, and only about a thousand lucky ones received [Rebirth].

Speaking of his friends, Ahriman hesitated.

Because of this, he maintained a cold and arrogant vigilance, especially when they were walking on the vast ocean. This vigilance was infinitely amplified, so much so that he almost discovered the omen before his father.

When Ahriman struggled to regain consciousness despite constant urging, the scenery around him had changed.

"Wake up, wake up quickly!"

"Father……"

"Some of the complicated words cannot be analyzed for the time being, but it seems that it is also very happy and will not even be stingy about sharing a few words with us."

Everything seems happy, but the penultimate moment of this comedy is downright tragic: at the time when Magnus reunited with the Thousand Sons, the Legion's flesh-and-blood mutation reached its peak, and the Primarch

He hurried to the subspace out of desperation. If he didn't do this, the legion would be destroyed.

But when Prospero's night falls, when he is in his bed, unable to sleep peacefully, a collection of fears and fantasies will occupy his mind, this worry lingers, as if there is a

Disdainful tones whispered in his ears, whispering of a tragic future for his father, his battle brothers, and himself.

"...I don't know, it was too chaotic at the time and no one paid attention to her, but I seemed to see her being sucked into another whirlpool... What should we do, Ahriman?"

He knew that this was impossible, that it was a delusion. His great genetic father had long ago completely solved this curse, crushing it to ashes in that majestic subspace.

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But despite this, Ahriman was not overly complacent - he did not dare.

"Then, Ahriman, what should Morgan do? If she acts alone as a mortal, she may be in trouble."

Ahriman was a lucky man, but his brother, his sibling from the same mother, who came out of the Achaemenid Empire and joined the army together: Ormzord, was not among them.

"Behold, fragments of the form of ether."

Maybe in the future, when he encounters any difficulties, he can consider coming here to get more help.

"Of course we need to find our father as quickly as possible! First determine our current location, and then contact him as much as possible."

"Ah, I have seen it, Ahriman."

From the moment he witnessed the death of Ormzord, Ahriman's heart was scratched by a vicious blade, and a large part of his joy and happiness were permanently destroyed, even the most cheerful person in the galaxy.

Things were placed in front of him, and his chest would eventually be occupied by endless shadows.

He should probably give it a name, like... Etepio?

But Ahriman's will was not completely occupied by this little guy in front of him. Being comprehensive was one of the many advantages of the Astartes. Through the power of his soul, Ahriman observed two aspects of things almost at the same time.

The original body commented briefly. He clenched his fists and felt that the vigorous power was selflessly shared. This nameless subspace creature is obviously different from this twisted vast ocean. It is a truly kind person.

of great creatures.

Magnus's voice contained the excitement of exploration, the self-confidence of a scholar, and the arrogance of a strong man, but it lacked the instinctive respect and vigilance that would burst out when a traveler enters the deep mountains and forests.

Atava could hear Captain Thousand Sons gritting his teeth. He hesitated painfully for two moments before speaking slowly but firmly.

"Our first priority is to find our father, and our second priority is to ensure that the current personnel are safe. As for Morgan..."

"Leave her alone."

"I wish her good luck."

(End of chapter)


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