"Humanity will face an irreversible tragedy, yet The Savior will be unable to interfere—"
The God of Conspiracy spoke the prophecy.
He did not share this secret with the other supreme Chaos Gods, preparing to swallow this exquisite fruit alone.
"The Savior will not realize that he has long since been influenced. All of this is being driven by conspiracy."
The God of Conspiracy sneered.
Over the years, he had been secretly influencing The Savior, making that being's decisions more adventurous.
He feared The Savior's caution.
If The Savior continued to remain in the Galaxy and accumulate the power of faith, then with humanity's vast numbers, he would sooner or later become as powerful as The Emperor.
That would be troublesome.
A Chaos God as powerful as The Emperor, yet able to move freely, was an immense threat.
So the Lord of Change had subtly stirred The Savior's ambition, making him more aggressive and thereby creating this once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity.
In fact, he had done something similar several centuries ago.
He had inflamed the Lord of Pestilence's ambition, causing him to launch the Plague War in an attempt to drag vast numbers of human worlds into the Garden of Nurgle.
Afterward, he had taken the initiative to expose the Lord of Pestilence's plan, forcing The Emperor to enter the game, and joined forces with Khorne to raid the Divine Domain of the Garden of Nurgle, seizing a vast amount of faith-fueled Fel Energy.
That scheme had caused the Lord of Pestilence's strength to plummet, reducing him to the weakest existence among the gods, while he himself had rapidly recovered from the wounds left by The Emperor and escaped the danger of being at the bottom.
The God of Conspiracy knew full well that if his plan was successfully carried out this