You Betrayed the Empire, So Open the Door!

So, you see.

The First Legion having no secrets at all had begun with the Fallen Angels' betrayal and the disappearance of their primarch.

So how could the one who started it all possibly know his legion's greatest secret?

Still, it had to be said that the Dark Angels of the First Legion were Johnson's genetic sons.

They had inherited not only Johnson's genes, but also part of his personality—his temper and pride, for instance.

And the rules of secrecy born from that temper and pride...

All that could be said was that if even this group of genetic sons was so obsessed with keeping secrets,

then Johnson, their primarch, was naturally no different.

Thus, Johnson shot Guilliman another dissatisfied look, silently blaming him for failing to keep the secret.

At first, the matter of the Second Empire had only been promoted within the legions of the First, Ninth, and Thirteenth Primarchs.

And the promotion had been hastily abandoned after only a few years.

By all rights, the Imperium should not have kept dwelling on it.

Especially during the Horus Heresy, when the Imperium had been in complete chaos.

So the Imperium probably should not have known about the Second Empire!

Meeting Johnson's gaze, Guilliman awkwardly pursed his lips.

He felt wronged too!

If Fulgrim had not stabbed him through the neck, then of course he would have had the chance to cover up the Second Empire's influence.

But not long after it happened, he followed in Johnson's footsteps and ended up lying in a stasis field.

He had lain there for a full ten thousand years. What could he possibly do against the changes time brought?

And speaking of that, Guilliman felt even more aggrieved.

Look at you, big brother. You vanished for ten thousand years because your mentor