Let Me Show You the World

A magnificent, towering gate stands within a space churning with gray-white mist.

After Raven vanished from before the Emperor and World, he returned to this space.

"Hopefully he didn't see through me as a fake."

Raven muttered to himself, lacking confidence.

Don't be fooled by his mysterious entrance.

In truth, he was just an ordinary person who had accidentally gained control of the Misty Space.

In his past life, he was driving on the road when suddenly a Hundred-Ton Heavy Truck traveling at one hundred and twenty miles per hour crushed him from behind.

When he woke up, his soul was in this Misty Space.

After a long time, he mastered this Misty Space and obtained a raven's body.

The Misty Space was extremely mysterious, and Raven thus gained all sorts of unimaginable abilities.

For example, twisting the laws of the real universe, reading the traces left by the universe's evolution, tracing back through time, and freely traveling through space and time in universes with multidimensional timelines.

The ancient gate in the Misty Space allowed Raven to travel between different universes.

As long as he could change the predetermined fate of those universes, he could absorb the overflowing Origin Power and strengthen himself.

The prerequisite for using that gate was to bind a protagonist of fate.

Otherwise, he couldn't enter those universes.

"Right off the bat, I had to bluff the future Dark King. My poor heart almost couldn't take it. Hope I managed to fool him."

"If I have to stay here alone any longer, I'll really go crazy."

Raven complained to himself.

The days spent in the Misty Space were maddening.

He couldn't go anywhere.

Unless someone summoned him and signed a contract with him, he couldn't move freely.

If the Emperor was unwilling to cooperate, Raven had no choice but to find another protagonist of fate.

Until he found a new target, he would have to stay in this gray mist space, repeating the same boring and tedious days.

"I mentioned the Webway. The Emperor will most likely agree."

Raven reviewed their conversation.

The Webway was the ultimate goal of the Emperor's series of plans, aimed at preventing humanity's destruction.

The fall of the Aeldari Empire led to the birth of Slaanesh, one of the Four Gods.

It also created the wound that tore the real universe—the Eye of Terror.

In the near future, humanity would surpass the Aeldari and become a new psychic race.

At that time, human souls in the Warp would shine like beacons, attracting countless daemons.

Humanity would become nourishment for the Chaos Gods and daemons, heading toward destruction in a way a thousand or ten thousand times more tragic than the Aeldari.

To protect humanity, the Emperor planned to use the Webway to isolate the Warp and free humanity from its dependence on it.

Thus, he launched the Unification Wars and the Great Crusade, establishing the Human Empire.

His goal was to gather enough resources to build the Webway.

To the Emperor, the Webway was the key to saving humanity, something he would sacrifice everything for.

Not just the Primarchs—if sacrificing himself could make the Webway project succeed, the Emperor wouldn't hesitate for a moment and would immediately choose to die.

At the final moment of the Battle of Terra, Warmaster Horus, using the evil power of the Warp, blocked the reinforcements brought by Guilliman.

When everything was about to fall into an irretrievable abyss, with Malcador's sacrifice, the Emperor briefly left the Golden Throne to duel Horus.

To defeat Horus, who was backed by the Four Gods, the Emperor unshackled himself.

He devoured the power of the Warp like a glutton, bringing himself infinitely close to godhood.

At that moment, the Emperor was only one step away from becoming the prophesied Dark King.

The loyalists who followed him also became extraordinarily powerful, gaining the strength to contend with Greater Daemons.

If the Emperor had been willing to continue, even if the Four Gods joined forces, the final outcome would have been them getting beaten by him.

The realms of the gods would have been flattened by the Emperor, who had become the Dark King.

But the price of doing so would have been the complete destruction of humanity.

For the sake of humanity's survival, the Emperor ultimately gave up on becoming a god.

He actively dispersed the power he had devoured and faced Horus as a mortal.

As long as it involved the survival of all humanity, the Emperor would most likely compromise.

"Hehehe, you shiny Big Guy, you don't want humanity to go extinct, do you?"

A classic line of rhetoric flashed through Raven's mind.

How blasphemous.

Sentenced to be executed by the Lance of Light for ten thousand years.

"The Big Guy's strength is beyond doubt. As a destined protagonist capable of opposing the Chaos Gods, and the human vessel of the Fifth Chaos God, there are only a handful of powerful beings in other universes who can match him."

"If we can establish a long-term cooperative relationship with him, the benefits will be unimaginable."

"We need to find a suitable world to make him realize the advantages of traveling across the heavens."

The Raven walked to the towering gate.

His body turned into light and merged into the massive doors.

Using the power of the Misty Space, he projected his consciousness across the myriad heavens and boundless realms.

Without a destined protagonist, he couldn't enter those universes.

But he could use the authority of the Misty Space to observe them.

"Harry Potter versus Voldemort? Forget it. He could crush that adorable Voldemort with one hand, and he doesn't need magic anyway."

"Transmigrate to a cultivation world? Hmph! He already has psionic power and immortality—why would he cultivate immortality?"

"Participate in the Captain America incident to get the enhancement serum? That's a bit lackluster. Compared to an Astartes, it's better than nothing, but not very tempting."

"Participate in the Death Star incident to obtain Death Star construction technology? Now that's something. When the time comes, he can pull off a Chibaku Tensei and make all those xenos scream for their mothers."

"But building a Death Star requires massive resources. The Emperor has only just unified Terra; there's no way he has that many resources to build a Death Star."

"The Super Academy? That has potential. Even if he only gets the basic version of the Gene Engine technology, it would greatly strengthen the Emperor's army."

The Morransen Federation was shattered.

Most of its high-ranking officials were executed and purged.

The innocent civilians were absorbed into the newborn Human Empire.

Malcador arrived from the Imperial-controlled zone with a batch of supplies and grassroots officials, preparing to rebuild the Navia Peninsula as planned.

The three titans of the Empire gathered in a makeshift camp, discussing matters concerning the Raven.

Malcador learned of the Raven's existence from Valdor's description.

A mysterious creature capable of sending people to other universes.

It was tempting the Emperor into establishing cooperation, urging him to change the fates of other universes in exchange for power and knowledge.

"My lord, do you trust that creature of unknown origin?"

Malcador looked at the Emperor, his expression grave.

"We have no other choice. It knows the Primarchs aren't dead, and it knows about the Webway project."

The Emperor's tone was heavy. "It knows everything about us. If it's one of them, then we stand no chance. If that's the case, we might as well terminate the plan now."

"We can devise a new plan," Valdor said. "There's no need to trust a creature of unknown origin."

"But we don't have enough time. We spent so long deducing every part of the plan to ensure it would be implemented correctly."

"If we change the plan, can we finish it before humanity evolves into a psychic race?"

The Emperor looked at Malcador. "The Morransen Federation has been defeated. The remaining small nations pose no threat. The Unification Wars on Terra are over. The rest is up to you, my old friend."

"My lord, please reconsider," Malcador urged. "Even if it can truly help you travel across universes, how can you guarantee your own safety?"

"Old friend, nothing can truly kill me."

After speaking to Malcador, the Emperor turned to Valdor.

"Valdor, assist Malcador in governing this newborn empire. If I can return, I will devise a new plan to conquer the stars. If I don't come back, you two manage Terra well and let it once again become the cradle of human civilization."

A day passed. At the agreed-upon time, the Raven appeared before the Emperor once more.

This time, not only was Valdor present, but also an old man in a robe, holding a staff.

The Raven sized up the old man.

Sensing the surging psionic power within him, he guessed his identity.

Someone who could participate in this matter alongside the Emperor and Valdor, possessing psionic power second only to the Emperor—there was no one else but the Warp-Tattooed Chancellor, Malcador.

The Raven turned his gaze to the Emperor.

"Have you made your decision? I've finished replenishing my energy. If you agree, we can begin the journey of traversal immediately."

The Emperor nodded. "This deal is quite good, but I still have one question for you."

"Speak."

"If I go to another universe, will Terra be completely different by the time I return? What use is the power and knowledge from another universe if everything is already beyond recovery?"

"I can anchor the time for you. No matter how long you spend in another universe, only one day will pass in this one."

"Only one day passes? If that's the case, it's acceptable. I agree to this deal."

"The contract is sealed, Big Guy. Let me take you out to see the world."

The Raven's body turned into light, forming a vortex before the Emperor.

Then it abruptly expanded, swallowing the Emperor whole.

World watched this scene, a faint trace of barely perceptible worry flickering in his eyes.

Unable to stand guard at the Emperor's side, he was concerned.

"What happened? Where is His Majesty?"

Malcador's eyes widened as he looked left and right.

He had seen nothing just now—only heard the Emperor muttering to himself, and then he vanished.