Injecting Lena's Genes!

"Bile?"

"Son?"

"Father?"

Fulgrim could not help but blurt out all three forms of address. He turned to look toward the corner at the end of the dark corridor.

A figure twisted there, sometimes splitting into three and sometimes merging into one. It was strange and warped, with faint traces of Slaanesh's presence seeping from it. Yet Fulgrim could sense that the figure was resisting Slaanesh's gifts and corruption.

Thus, Fulgrim instinctively assumed it was Bile. Bile had always refused to acknowledge the gods' existence. Slaanesh's corruption constantly coiled around him, yet Bile seemed utterly unaware of it, as though nothing were wrong.

".Primarch?"

"Father?"

The figure stepped out from the corner and looked at Fulgrim with slight confusion.

That face, resembling a blend of Taviz and Lucius, flickered in and out of the shadows.

Fulgrim paused for a moment, then recognized him as the Chapter Master of the Sons of the Phoenix—Saul, who had once claimed to be Rogal Dorn's son but was in truth his own Primarch Prime son.

The Clone Primarch felt ashamed and faintly irritated at having exposed a vulnerable side of himself before his son.

If he were the real Fulgrim, he should have drawn his blade and swiftly, cleanly cut off Saul's head as punishment for seeing his imperfect side.

Fulgrim had indeed done exactly that.

Fulgrim could see it in his memories: Fulgrim had swung his sword in precisely that manner and severed Eidolon's head.

That bleak memory circled through Fulgrim's mind, agitating his nerves and becoming one or two murmurs seemingly from the depths of his soul, urging him to do something similar.

Ever since he had slain that false Ferrus on Dragonwood Star, whispers had constantly sounded beside Fulgrim's ears.

At first, Fulgrim suspected this was a sign of some corruption,