Lorgar: I Am Not Who I Used to Be! (Making Up Yesterday's Missing 2K)

The integration of the Kasgar pirate crew went very smoothly.

At the call of the Void Dreamer Waldra, a large number of Corsairs warships emerged from the Maelstrom and swore allegiance to Kasgar after their mark of the Thirsting Lady was removed.

Meanwhile, the Corsairs also brought swift and powerful Eldar fighter squadrons to the Kasgar fleet. Although their numbers were still not large, they were able to outmaneuver the massive enemy with their speed and skill.

Meanwhile, the navigators, composed of several Void Dreamer, began to unleash their Psychic Power powers on the spaceship without any restraint.

While Void Dreamer possess far superior Psychic Power compared to human navigators, their souls are not protected by rigorous training and flashy accessories like those of the Craftworld Prophet. Furthermore, as navigators for pirate fleets, they must unleash their Psychic Power during Warp voyages.

To Slaanesh, this was nothing short of a delicious little dessert with "eat me" written all over its face.

Wow, there's even a buffet!

However, the ability to traverse the Webway or the Warp is extremely important to the pirate fleet, so even at the risk of being noticed by the Thirsting Lady, they must open up routes for her.

Fortunately, after the golden-red flames had completely burned away, the mark of Slaanesh's soul was gone. All the constraints and doubts surrounding the Void Dreamer would be completely eliminated.

Guided by unreserved Psychic Power, Kasgar's fleet could move freely through the Maelstrom that separated the real world from the Warp.

The Space Marine of the Tiger Claws Chapter did not disappoint Kasgar.

As warriors of the Chapter trained by Guilliman using the Codex Astartes, they were highly experienced in organizing personnel and arranging battles, in no way inferior to senior officers of the 30K era.

To be fair...

While serving as a tool for cleaning up messes, the Codex Astartes also instilled in Space Marine exceptional individual combat skills, making it a valuable operational manual for Astartes warriors in many complex situations.

It encapsulates Guilliman's rich experience in military campaigns and has been continuously improved and revised during his seven thousand years of working overtime, so much so that the current Bible is more advanced than the Bible written by Guilliman when he was supposed to fall asleep at the time.

—There will be more sheets of paper to wipe your butt.

Under the call of the Tiger Space Marine, it seems that more reclusive Space Marine are continuously Kasgar the Casca pirate fleet deep within the Maelstrom —in less than a day, the entire ship has a company of over a hundred Space Marine fighting together.

Despite their rather shabby equipment, as surviving elite soldiers of the Tiger Claws Chapter, they were few in number but each one could be considered a cutthroat fighter.

As for equipment, we'll have to rely on that shrewd and slippery guy, Dabus.

This guy somehow got hold of some power armor and tactical gear with the paint and markings removed from the black market. After a simple formation and retraining, the Tiger Claw veterans were quickly able to rejoin the battlefield.

—And this is also the first step after Kasgar's return.

The Sorrow System.

In the abandoned transit station surrounded by the unidentified fleet and Astartes warriors of unknown affiliation, the cries of countless mortals could be heard.

"Traitors! Everyone here is a traitor!!!"

In the fortieth millennium, while the Unliving demons were rare, the traitorous Space Marine were never few and far between.

Whether it's the Black Legion hiding in preparation for the next Black Crusade, the Chaos Cans that have completely surrendered to one of the Chaos Gods, or the small, split Imperium of the rebellious Primarch that have strayed from the Imperium of Man.

Or perhaps they are almost entirely absent from existence, existing only in legends as the Night Lords.

There are many Space Marine Chapter or Legions in this world, but

"These guys let the Mantis Warriors' flagship escape so easily, and they're all heading in our direction!"

After making the difficult decision to break out, Kuren, acting as the Red Scorpions commander, angrily looked at the readings of the Augur Array on the warship in front of him.

The number of unidentified fleets pursuing the Mantis Warriors warships was extremely small, as if they were deliberately ignored.

As their Escort sailed at full speed, a barrage of artillery fire and torpedoes rained down on the Red Scorpions fleet, creating illusory ripples on the Escort's not-so-sturdy Void Shield.

Fortunately, their Escort were far from the transit station at the time, and they chose to escape immediately. Otherwise, their fleet size would have been no match for the enemy!

The stark contrast made it seem as if he couldn't see that this was Hurons's deliberate arrangement to annihilate all of their Red Scorpions!

With such a dense network of firepower covering them, the enemy's intentions are already crystal clear.

"Hurons!"

He was far too naive; he never imagined that the other party was so vicious and cunning, capable of projecting such an advanced fleet onto this Sorrow System at this moment.

Cullen desperately wanted to take their small fleet back and blast Hurons's massive fleet into the blast right then and there. But he had a mission from his old commander: to save all of Red Scorpions's remaining forces!

After!

After that, he waited until he returned to the Imperium of Man's operational base to regroup, and then wiped out the entire Badab Sector in one fell swoop, killing that damned Hurons traitor!

"Sir! There's another disturbance right in front of our ship!"

"What? It's Hurons's fleet?"

"We don't know, sir! It seems to be a pirate fleet, and we don't know their intentions."

"A pirate fleet!"

Cullen rushed to the foremost bridge porthole to look, and saw a large number of Warp Rift -like...

Although apart from the three Strike Cruiser at the very front, the rest were all ragtag pirates—no, how come there are even Eldar airships here?

Kulen frowned as he looked at the ship that clearly stood out from its surroundings.

Who else but Hurons could possess such a large pirate fleet?

They colluded with pirate forces within the Maelstrom to launch an attack on them, demonstrating the enormity of their crimes!

Not only did he target the abandoned transit station during negotiations, but even the Escort fleets of the two Chapter were unable to escape his clutches.

This guy set up so many things just to wipe out the Red Scorpions Chapter?

"Right now, let's break through first!"

Cullen didn't have time to think it through, "Keep full speed and fire at those pirate scum!"

"Etc."

"Who?!"

The next moment, Cullen felt a hand on his shoulder.

As the acting Chapter Master of the Red Scorpions Chapter, his strength has never been weak.

But at this very moment, he never sensed the approach of the person behind him, as if the person had never appeared in this world at all.

How did the other party manage to approach me so silently and stealthily?

Turning around abruptly, he saw a suit of purple- Auramite armor, even taller than his own body, gleaming in the light of the universe. The exquisite and intricate patterns, combined with the unique and heavy armor style, clearly indicated that it was the finest Power Armour.

Even in such a tense situation, Cullen couldn't help but admire the man's magnificent armor, which was truly the dream armor of every Space Marine.

Compared to other Sons of the Emperor, Red Scorpions places more emphasis on the purity of his genes, but that doesn't mean he dislikes this powerful and beautiful armor.

Furthermore, there is a striking golden Aquila with outstretched wings on the chest—a badge of honor that only members of the Sons of the Emperor can wear.

The members from their parent group, Sons of the Emperor, are the Chapter Master of the Sons of the Emperor Chapter.

But as far as Cullen knew, the Chapter Master the Sons of the Emperor did not seem to have this armor, nor did he have such a youthful voice.

And just now, when he turned around to remove the finger that was resting on his shoulder, he could only feel an immense force, as heavy as a mountain, pressing down on his shoulder, leaving him completely immobile.

His power was even greater!?

Just as Kuren was wondering who could possess such magnificent armor, the other person removed his helmet in front of him, revealing his true face.

That was an appearance that only appeared in legendary paintings.

"Red Scorpions warriors."

"The time has come, I'm back."

Kasgar said so.

The interior of the ship was pitch black.

Although the ship had to do its best to conceal its presence due to the need for camouflage, traces of the Chaos Daemons's corruption were still present in every minute detail of the entire vessel.

The original plan has been progressing very smoothly so far.

Under his massive fleet sweeping attack, the Mantis Warriors and Red Scorpions fleets scattered and fled in disarray.

Not only could no one discover which side of the Astartes they belonged to, but even those who were about to escape would not survive.

—The remaining Red Scorpions fleet will soon be caught up with and wiped out by them.

As long as no one manages to escape from here, no one will ever know whether Hurons was the mastermind behind it all.

Next, all they need to do is completely destroy that abandoned transit station, which has been abandoned for who knows how long, and their mission will be complete.

Although some defensive equipment was deployed at the transit station in preparation for the talks.

But compared to the firepower of their fleet, this was far too rudimentary a defensive measure.

"Continue to bombard the transit station and eliminate all evidence and those two Chapter Masters."

Looking at the Void Shield that was about to overload, a surge of joy welled up in the heart of this guy who had been meditating in the Warp for ten thousand years after the Maelstrom.

Transit station.

After being slaughtered in turn by the Astartes who broke in, almost all the remaining mortals in the hall had been killed.

Only the partially damaged but not completely shut-down Servitor was still beeping nearby, seemingly sending out distress signals.

But no one will be able to save them.

Outside, a steady stream of Astartes warriors were pouring into the transit station.

At this moment, the two Chapter Masters, already exhausted from fighting, leaned against the Shield Generator of the transit station, using their lives to delay their fleet's breakout as much as possible.

Blood gradually spread upwards from the toes of their boots.

Facing a large number of Space Marine who knew nothing about their opponents, the two Chapter Master fought to the very last moment.

Moreover, the other party seemed somewhat restrained—not only were their weapons and equipment unsuitable, but they also seemed to be in a state of disharmony, as if they were experiencing a body for the first time.

Some Space Marine were even cut or stabbed to death without blood gushing from the wound.

He doesn't seem like a typical Space Marine.

Although their paint jobs were removed, and they were equipped with only the most basic standard-issue Boltgun and tactical knives, their weapons and equipment were still quite basic.

But Otis could see from the severed opening that lay hidden beneath a creature with demonic horns and sharp teeth.

That was the appearance of someone deeply corrupted by Chaos.

"Pah, the dregs of Chaos."

The Mantis Warriors spat. His right breastplate was damaged, and blood was gushing out from the gap.

"Those beasts. It's really malicious of them to try and pin this on Hurons."

"That's right."

Otis's face was grim. If this fleet was indeed Chaos of Chaos, with their fleet, it was very likely that everything in the Red Scorpions Chapter would be reduced to ashes here, and no evidence would remain.

—His greatest fear was about to come true: driven and seduced by Chaos, humanity would once again fall into an unnecessary civil war.

Is this a tragedy we can never avoid?

Just as he was feeling sad, the enemy Space Marine seemed to gradually retreat as well—not only did they not break into the Shield Generator room where the two Chapter Masters were guarding, but they were also returning to their flagships in Stormbird.

It's gone?

"The Shield Generator is about to overload."

No, it's not just a retreat; the entire transit station is about to be utterly destroyed under enemy fire.

The Void Shield defense is about to become overloaded.

Without the protection of the Void Shield, both their lives and the entire abandoned transit station would be annihilated by the enemy's firepower.

"It seems that the outcome of the Badab War is inevitable."

"The Mantis Warriors, Saltak, exclaimed."

Even if he wanted to spread the news of Chaos's disruption now, it would be to no avail.

Everything will soon be completely incinerated by that large-caliber Lance.

"Hurons, take care."

Just as both Chapter Master were sheathing their weapons, they faced a moment of despair as they confronted their fate.

A striking Gold-Red Flame began to burn before their eyes.

"This is--"

Psychic Power?

Click!

The next moment, a giant in purple-gold power armor appeared before them.

Enemy or ally?

It's unclear, but Saltak and Otis drew their blades again.

"Please forgive us for being late, Commanders."

"Let's shut down the weapon's Disintegration Field first. We're going to wreak havoc on the enemy's warships later."

As they spoke, another surge of Psychic Power rose upwards around them.

This mysterious person, who doesn't seek identification, is about to teleport them all away from here!

This might be their only chance of survival, if the person before them could truly be trusted—

Only now were the two commanders able to clearly see the specific appearance of the armor of the person in front of them.

"Imperial Eagle? Emperor's Child colors, who exactly are you?"

Saltak was still pondering why this person had suddenly appeared, while Otis beside him was already speechless with astonishment.

"You are—"

Click.

At that very moment, the Psychic Power spell was completed, and the teleportation to the interior of the mysterious black warship was activated.

At that very moment, the Void Shield could not withstand the relentless bombardment and was overloaded during the continuous barrage of Lance.

"Kasgar!?"

As Otis uttered his last words, the light of Psychic Power enveloped his entire body, and the three of them vanished into the intense heat of the Lance bombardment, a heat capable of melting everything.

"Brothers, get ready to board!"

"For Brother Hurons!"

"For Asuryan!!!"

"For... for our pirate crew!"

"Charge!!!"

The shouts were somewhat chaotic.

Just as everyone in the Sorrow System was trying to avoid the fleet pouring out from the Warp Rift, this unknown pirate fleet that appeared from the outer edge of the galaxy charged straight into the barrage of fire as if it were fearless of death.

Countless pirate ships, equipped in every way possible, began boarding the ships of the mysterious fleet.

Boarding!

Despite the diverse mix of pirates, even their fighter jets and warships were not standardized. A motley crew of all sorts of aircraft, torpedoes, and laser cannons rose and fell around the warships.

Although the mysterious fleet's flagship was heavily armed, it seemed to be trying to avoid being recognized, as the entire fleet consisted of only a handful of Escort and destroyers.

Although the pirates were a motley crew, their strength lay in their sheer numbers and perseverance. They relentlessly charged towards the summit, and some of the Corsairs ships, even those covered by holographic fields, actually cooperated with humans, whom they had previously looked down upon.

This is truly unheard of.

During this relentless and reckless attack, a beam of Psychic Power flashed, and the two landed safely on the mysterious flagship that had been boarded by pirates.

It was Otis, the leader of the Kasgar and Red Scorpions Chapter.

As for the Mantis Warriors' Chapter Master, Kasgar had just teleported him to the Mantis Warriors' flagship, which was leaving unimpeded.

And before leaving, he reviewed the memories in his mind with the Psychic Power fire—he wouldn't remember Kasgar's appearance or appearance now, only that a powerful Psyker had saved him.

As for the remaining two...

"Hero Kasgar! It's you!"

"You're alive!!!"

Before they had even fully landed, the Red Scorpions Chapter's high-pitched shout had already begun—

Well, it can't get out anywhere under the protection of the Kasgar's Flame.

"Chapter Master Otis, I understand how you feel right now."

"But please know one thing— the Inquisition will consider Hurons's power to be beyond their control, and one day they will use the same reasoning to conclude that I am the same."

Kasgar cannot reveal his identity yet.

In particular, he is currently on the wanted lists of both the Grey Knights and the Inquisition.

Even if the Grey Knights didn't pursue him under the guise of the Ultimate Edict, Kasgar still couldn't reveal that he had already awakened.

Guilliman's experience taught him that even if you are the Child of the God of the Emperor, even if you possess the entire Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar, even if you have the full support of all your sons and grandsons.

Once you enter the gates of the Holy Imperial Palace, you'll have to have a good fight with that High Lord.

Moreover, the current High Lords of Terra is controlled by High Lord Vandire.

With a person like that, how could he tolerate Kasgar?

"I need to temporarily borrow a false identity to operate within the Imperium of Man and accumulate power."

"Vandire's ambition is too great. If I go to Terra when I am not strong enough, I will only end up with the Siege of Siege of Terra 2.0 and another civil war in the Imperium of Man under his instigation."

"Your considerations are very insightful, sir."

As Kasgar spoke, Otis nodded slightly in agreement.

"That's right. So now, and for a long time to come, I will need to lobby back and forth through the sons of the Sons of the Emperor to restore the Sons of the Emperor to their former legion size through constant reorganization."

"And for this first step, I need your help, Otis, the Red Scorpions Chapter."

"It is my duty! For the sake of humanity!"

Otis knelt on one knee, made the Aquila Salute with his hand in front of his chest, and looked at the other person with unwavering eyes.

In his view, his life had ended the moment the transit station was attacked by a mysterious force not long ago.

Now, not only have I been given a second life, but I am also fortunate enough to have the opportunity to walk alongside ancient mythological heroes and save the fate of the Imperium of Man!

Otis's eyes were filled with tears.

Finally, finally!

The guy he had been waiting for, the one who could save the Imperium of Man once again, had finally arrived!

After Guilliman fell into a near-permanent slumber, and as the entire Imperium of Man relentlessly and madly veered into the abyss, finally someone was able to stand up and turn the tide, preventing the empire from collapsing!

"For humanity."

Kasgar gestured Aquila across his chest in return.

"However, these ambitious goals are for the future."

"As for now, I am just a champion warrior of the Red Scorpions Chapter."

As he spoke, Kasgar's figure shifted, instantly transforming into a Red Scorpions Chapter Space Marine who appeared to be unremarkable in any way.

It looks ordinary.

"As for the rest, we'll talk while we kill."

As Kasgar finished speaking, the flames surrounding the two of them dissipated, and the sounds of battle once again filled their ears.

"Let's go, follow me to kill the enemy!"

"Tell me, Otis, how did you come to know me in this power armor, and why did I not awaken in the Sons of the Emperor's Fortress-Monastery, but in some corner of Hive City I've never heard of?"

After connecting to the encrypted communication channel, Kasgar was finally able to speak freely with the other party.

Finally, we've found someone who can answer this question!

I'm in a real hurry!

This question had been stuck in Kasgar's mind for a long time.

He couldn't understand it—since the Sons of the Emperor was such a glorious Chapter, why would his people wake up in the Hive City?

When the Red Scorpions Chapter recognized him the moment he saw the armor on his body, Kasgar knew that this guy must know something about his awakening.

"My lord, as the leader of the Sons of the Emperor, I can only provide the information I have about this matter."

"Explain."

Kasgar casually cleaved through a Chaos Space Marine blocking his way and led Otis forward.

"The plan to awaken you was carried out around the thirty-ninth millennium, when Guilliman, the last Emperor son, had fallen into a long slumber, and the Imperium needed a leader to guide us forward."

"In a secret meeting of our Sons of the Emperor's group, we ultimately chose to awaken you as the solution."

"Of course, this is just the execution time; the plan began the day you fell into a deep sleep. The Chief Apothecary Melusine may have been researching how to solve the problems your body would have to endure when you woke up."

"When the research hit a bottleneck, we were fortunate to receive help from the Archmagos Cawl from the Adeptus Mechanicus. He proposed that we could contain the ever-increasing Psychic Power energy by using a set of tightly circulated power armor."

So far, everything has gone smoothly.

"Hmm, it's amazing that Cawl and Bayer were able to work together to save me in this world."

"Then what?"

Then how did he fly from the Fortress-Monastery of the Sons of the Emperor to the bottom of the Hive City?

"Then."

Otis spoke with some hesitation.

"I'm not entirely clear on the specifics either. The parent organization has blocked the relevant information, and even I can't find out the truth."

"But according to the official records of the Imperium Archives, just as Cawl Melusine were about to deliver one of their crucial research projects, Abaddon launched his twelfth Black Crusade to the Son of the Sons of the Emperor's homeworld."

Ugh.

Sure enough, it's this guy with the pointy head.

The official explanation was that the Sons of the Emperor had been invaded by an evil force, resulting in damage to a certain Legion artifact.

"But now it seems that in order to prevent you from waking up, they transferred the Stasis Field in which you were not yet fully awake to their world."

"I roughly understand."

With Kasgar's next move, yet another traitor who dared to stand in their way was decapitated by the Astartes.

At their current pace, the warship's main bridge is just ahead.

"If that's the case, what is the current situation of the Sons of the Emperor's Chapter? After ten thousand years, have they changed in any way?"

"Besides the Chief Apothecary Melusine, is there anyone else I know?"

"Well"

The usually outspoken Chapter Master Otis hesitated for a moment.

You paused, didn't you!

"?"

"What's going on? What's wrong with the Sons of the Emperor's Chapter?"

Kasgar had a bad feeling.

It was like the ominous premonition Philus had when she saw the Iron Hands made entirely of machinery from the 40K era on the Space Hulk.

No?

Wasn't it supposed to be that the Emperor's Children were the most heroic of all the Chapter?

If I heard you correctly, you paused for a moment, right?

"The Sons of the Emperor is indeed a very powerful Chapter, and their dedication and sacrifice for the Imperium are evident to all."

Otis tried his best not to offend anyone with his words.

"But if you want to know the specifics, you may need to go and see for yourself."

"All right."

There is currently no better way for Kasgar to do this.

He needs a place where he can develop peacefully, far away from the political center of the Imperium of Man.

The Trade Charter that was obtained from the Emperor was originally intended to deal with the Prophet's situation.

Unfortunately, the Trade Charter for Rogue Trader that he had obtained from the Emperor was not on his person.

When Kasgar awoke, there was nothing but this meticulously crafted suit of armor.

As for that certificate, it should be kept somewhere on the Pride of the Emperor —but who knows what will become of the once Gloriana-class Battleship Pride of the Emperor ten thousand years from now?

Perhaps only the Sons of the Emperor knows about this.

—After the Badab War ends, he really needs to make a trip to Chemos, the homeworld of the Sons of the Emperor, to see for himself what the Emperor's Children's Chapter will be like ten thousand years later.

But we'll have to wait until the Badab War ends.

"Otis, you and the rest of the pirates wait here."

"This is not territory for you to meddle in."

With that, Kasgar kicked open the last door blocking his way.

—The door leading to the main bridge.

Bang!

The steel door panel flew off, revealing a section of the main bridge shrouded in dark mist.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time, Kasgar Sherlock."

The moment he kicked open the door and stepped onto the main bridge, which was filled with Chaos power, a voice rang out from all directions around Kasgar.

"Lorgar, there's no need to play tricks, I know it's you."

"After so many years, is this how you treat an old friend?"

Kasgar gently burned away the black mist that dared to approach him with his flames. "And, you came here from the Warp, did you ever think about the ever-present darkness?"

Corvus Corax.

After the Horus Heresy ended, Lorgar was blocked at the door for ten thousand years by Corvus Corax (who had turned evil).

Therefore, this name was particularly useful to him.

The voice fell silent the moment it heard the name.

"Who?"

Lorgar asked again, as if incredulous.

Corvus Corax!

Who else could it be?

Kasgar found Lorgar's slow reaction laughable.

Seriously, has Warp meditation made your brain go crazy?

Weren't you blocked at the door by Corvus Corax?

Hiss.

It seems there really isn't one.

Kasgar scratched his helmet.

It seems they've forgotten that the massacre at the Isstvan V landing site didn't occur in this timeline.

Therefore, most of the Raven Guard's forces were still present, but they were unable to cross the Warp Storm to reach Terra immediately.

There's no need for Corvus Corax to keep chasing after Lorgar and beating him up.

Since Corvus Corax didn't have a chance to beat you up this time.

—Then I'll do it!

Kasgar slowly walked forward.

"Come out, time is not on your side, Lorgar!"

"All factions within the Imperium of Man are keeping a close eye on this place. Although you have cut off communications, they must have noticed something amiss."

"Their fleet is currently heading towards the Sorrow System. If you can't defeat us quickly, Lorgar..."

"Your plan to frame Hurons is likely to fail completely."

Of course, what has Lorgar accomplished that hasn't ended in failure?

"Hehe."

A thick black aura gradually condensed and took shape, and a tall monster, like a demon, appeared before Kasgar the moment the mist dissipated.

"Kasgar, you are still as wise as you were ten thousand years ago."

"But unfortunately, you will still die here."

"Because I am no longer the same as before!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a surge of Chaos energy erupted from his body.