Children, I'm Not a God Either

[Asuryan's Flame]

This is an interjection commonly used by the Eldar.

It's equivalent to "Holy crap" or "WTF".

It doesn't mean they actually saw Asuryan's Flame.

After all, since the destruction of Asur, the last vestige of the Great Phoenix God's legacy in this world has already—

It appeared in the hands of this human?

"The Asuryan's Flame!"

For the first time, it appeared in Yriel's mouth as a declarative sentence.

"Humans!"

"Where did this flame come from? Why is it so similar to a kind of flame that I am familiar with?!"

Of course, Yriel immediately rejected this ridiculous claim.

Who is Asuryan?

That was an ancient Eldar god, the Pantheon God-King, the Eldar Creator, and the savior of all Craftworld!

How could his flames end up in the hands of a clumsy, stupid, dull human?

In this world, only our Eldar is the most intelligent and powerful race!

The giant golden figure that leads humanity now is nothing more than a clumsy imitation of our ancient god!

Even if Asuryan wanted to choose a successor, it would have to be someone as powerful as Phoenix Lord Asurmen—

Kasgar looked at the Aspect Warrior around him with some confusion.

After he displayed the flames in his hand, the originally agile and nimble Eldar warriors were suddenly frozen in place, watching him walk forward and approach the heavily wounded Eldar warrior.

Whether it was tacit understanding or they were using Psychic Power the team's communication microphone, none of them stepped forward to stop Kasgar.

The other person's body showed extensive burns.

Even the Aspect Warrior, known for their speed, were helpless against the flamethrowers of a large number of Ork Burna Boy.

Her body beneath the armor was almost completely carbonized, including some exposed internal organs, which were still pulsating even as they sizzled on the ground.

If it weren't for the powerful vitality of the Eldar, such severe injuries would have already taken their toll... no, they would have been absorbed into the Spirit Stone long ago.

Zi.

Kasgar reached out his right hand and gently stroked the wound, where countless new flesh and blood covered the charred remains.

It seems that his fire healing is slightly more effective on Eldar than on other people.

"OK, healed."

"Do you all have any further questions? If not, please return. There are many more people on my ship who need my help."

Kasgar said to Yriel with a smile.

Inviting a god is easy, but sending him away is difficult.

Why are these Eldar just staying on his spaceship and refusing to leave?

"The Asuryan's Flame."

Seeing this, Yriel blinked a few more times.

They keep repeating this sentence like they're mentally impaired.

Kasgar is having a bit of a headache.

"I know it is indeed a miracle, but is there any need to be so surprised?"

"I've heard that your Fallen Cousins, those Haemonculi entertainers, are even more ruthless than I am—"

"Wait, don't go yet."

As if just recovering from the shock, Yriel grabbed Kasgar's Power Armour.

"Shalander, how are you?"

Yriel turned around and asked.

Why is there a medical dispute component?

Kasgar was somewhat helpless.

He turned around and saw the Eldar warrior who had removed her mask, revealing her beautiful face filled with disbelief.

"I'm not so much fine as I'm over the top."

"I can feel her influence on me fading!"

"I'm free! Yriel! I'm free!!!"

She wept with joy as she removed her War Mask.

"She is her? You mean the influence of the Thirsting Lady (Slaanesh) is fading?"

"Yes! Yes! Look at my Spirit Stone!!!"

She excitedly raised the Spirit Stone in her hand, the one used to preserve the soul from being devoured by Slaanesh.

After being healed by Kasgar, the Spirit Stone's luster became extremely dim.

Only the Craftworld Aeldari knew that this was a sign that the Spirit Stone's bond with her had been severed.

Her soul was neither captured by the Thirsting Lady, nor was the Spirit Stone bound to her!

This means

This means that, like her proud Ancient Aeldari, her soul is connected to the Eternity Matrix!

From this day forward, she will no longer be under Slaanesh's control!

"I've escaped her clutches! I'm free! Sister!"

"I'm free!!!"

"It should be a good thing, right?"

Kasgar, whose arm was being held by Yriel, looked at the scene unfolding before him with some bewilderment.

Unfortunately, he wasn't a Xenos enthusiast before.

He only had a superficial understanding of the power systems and deities within the Eldar.

In particular, these people communicate using Eldar language.

He couldn't understand.

The only way to tell what happened is by looking at the other person's expression.

"Yriel?"

"Can you let me go now?"

No, this is my boat!

It should be your Eldar that's leaving!

"You, Kasgar. You—"

Yriel's eyes shone with light as she returned.

"Take it off!"

"Hurry up and take it off!"

"Quickly, take it off!"

With her agile movements, Yriel instantly pounced on Kasgar, her hands eagerly searching for the connection points of the Power Armour.

Quack!

Medical disputes are one thing, but why are there female hooligans involved!

"Calm down!"

Kasgar dodged the attack with a quick movement.

What are you doing!

They try to touch people inappropriately right from the start!

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but I'm already married!"

"We may have fought side by side, but we're not in that kind of relationship!"

"No! Your arm!" Yriel's voice was filled with urgency.

"Let me see your right hand, the hand that controls this flame!"

Right hand?

Should I remove my Power Armour to show her my right hand?

Your XP is a bit strange, Yriel.

But what should we do?

Before Fulgrim returned, these Eldar were the bosses.

"Wait a minute, I can't take off my Power Armour in front of you all by myself."

"My men must be by my side, and your warriors must also take off their War Mask."

This is too dangerous.

What if she suddenly turns black and takes him to the Commorragh?

"Okay, but please do it as soon as possible! This is really important to us!"

". Thanks!"

Wow.

The Eldar actually used "please" and "thank you".

That does seem quite important.

Shortly after, inside the cockpit of the Pride of the Emperor.

What does this mean?

Commander Vespasian.

He led a group of elite Sons of the Emperor to protect Kasgar.

"I don't know either. Who can figure out what the Eldar are thinking?" With the help of a mortal technician, Kasgar removed the Power Armour from his right arm. "Thank you."

"Hey, Eldar! Have you seen enough?"

Kasgar impatiently stretched out his right arm.

Meanwhile, the samurai who approached him stroked the golden-red cracks on Kasgar's arm as if they were treasures.

"Finally."

With a few tears in her eyes, an almost fanatical fire shone in Yriel's eyes.

"God!"

"God!"

"Friend, I am just a human being. Even you were just calling me Mon-keigh, so why are you suddenly calling me a god?"

"God!"

Yriel was still holding Kasgar's right hand tightly.

"I understand that there are terrifying beings in the Empyrean that are beyond human comprehension, but I am not one of them. If I possessed such power, how could even the Orks be struggling to cope?"

"God!"

"Friend, can you let go of my hand? Everyone's watching! I'm married, this is really bad."

"God!"

It seems that no matter what Kasgar says, this once arrogant Eldar Warlock is now reduced to just this one word.

God!

Kasgar: "."

Children, I am not a god either.

There is absolutely no way to communicate.

I'm mentally exhausted.

Kasgar stared at the Eldar whose eyes were filled with fanatical light, speechless for a moment.

Sometimes, you can't entirely blame Old Man Huang for burning down Perfect City.

"You mean to say that I am the reincarnation of Asuryan, the new Phoenix King?"

Left with no other choice, Kasgar had to comply and listen to her explain everything about Eldar.

"That's right!"

Yriel nodded vigorously.

In the Craftworld Aeldari, the fate of Asuryan has always been a subject of debate.

Some Eldar believe that Asuryan has perished, and that before being consumed by Slaanesh, he passed on his remaining power to Asurmen and the other Phoenix Lord.

However, some members of the Eldar believed that Asuryan, as the Phoenix God who symbolizes rebirth from the ashes, would not so easily face his death.

After all, even the weakened Khaine could fight the newly reborn Slaanesh to a standstill during the Great Fall.

If it weren't for Khorne's interference, the outcome would have been uncertain.

How could Asuryan, the king of all gods in the Pantheon, be so easily defeated by Slaanesh?

This is fake, we don't believe it!

The great Phoenix God Asuryan must still be alive!

And they are conserving their energy, ready to return like lightning at any moment!

Returning like lightning

Like lightning.

They can't come back.

Just as Yriel was scoffing at those old fogies who pinned their hopes on Asuryan's return.

A human version of Asuryan, still in an unawakened state, appeared before them.

"Ah Asuryan."

Kasgar didn't seem particularly pleased with what the Eldar said.

Just think about what Asuryan did in Warhammer 40,000!

1. Sit in a chair without moving.

II. Similar.

Wow!

That's amazing!

As expected of the chief god of the Eldar, he actually possesses such powerful strength!

Having lived for so long, the only thing I've ever done is have my gold coins stolen by Slaanesh.

"Humans, how dare you slander us like this—"

Wrong!

Yriel reconsidered.

He is Asuryan.

This is his humble self-criticism as the reincarnation of Asuryan!

Indeed, this is the humility of God!

God is indeed great.

Yriel's thoughts were now rapidly moving toward another guy who frequently called out to God.

"But that doesn't make sense, does it? Where do I have pointed ears?"

Seeing the increasingly strange looks from the Sons of the Emperor on either side, Kasgar persisted in his explanation.

"I'm sorry, I don't know the details."

"But your flames have proven to be the work of Asuryan by severing the Thirsting Lady's attraction to the Eldar souls."

"We earnestly request that you return with us to the Craftworld of Iyanden, where we will rebuild the Eldar's former glory!"

As he spoke, Yriel clenched his right hand.

"I'm not going."

Kasgar refused quickly.

"Why? Don't you trust our words?"

Seeing this, Yriel sounded somewhat anxious.

Of course they're not trustworthy.

(I'm afraid your final destination will be called Commorragh.)

Why would the Eldar believe they are trustworthy?

If, upon arriving in the Craftworld, Kasgar, this human, were to display the flames in his hand...

The next second, all the Aeldari Farseer, even those who most yearn for Asuryan's return, will have to transform into Inner Circle Superman at lightning speed.

Is Asuryan actually a human?

Is this something that can be leaked?

No!

Absolutely not!

The honor of the Eldar must be defended! (Shuriken Weapon loaded)

If he can beg for a quick death, that would already be considered merciful by the old Aeldari Farseer.

Kasgar may not know much about the Eldar, but he definitely knows a lot about Warhammer.

Even the Craftworld Aeldari Eldar their own Inquisition.

Living in the world of Warhammer 40,000, we all have a bright and promising future.

"Besides, the Craftworld Aeldari are currently finding it extremely difficult to protect themselves."

"Completely different from the Imperium of Man that is currently thriving and embarking on Great Crusade."

Kasgar is the one who's going to mess all this up.

If the Horus Heresy cannot be intervened, the fate of the entire galaxy rushing headlong into the cesspool will remain unchanged.

"Since you are willing to respect me, I will not make things difficult for you. So please leave quickly."

"If we encounter the same enemy in the future, we can still cooperate as allies."

"As for going back to be the Phoenix King or something, forget it."

Kasgar said earnestly.

The Craftworld Aeldari.

Let's not contact each other anymore, I'm afraid Old Man Huang will misunderstand.

Seeing Yriel turn back, looking somewhat lost and dejected, to leave, Kasgar breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned to look at the Sons of the Emperor beside him.

"Also, what you just heard was nothing but the mad babbling of the Eldar. As Sons of the Emperor, you certainly wouldn't believe such rumors, right?"

". yes."

Vespasian a moment before answering.

He is the reincarnation of Asuryan or something, even if it's a fallacy or heresy, it must never be spread!

Especially when it reached the ears of that big, blond guy.

(Already know)

Kasgar had no idea what would happen to him if the other party found out about this.

The honor of the Third Legion must also be defended!

However, now that the Eldar have all left, the Third Legion is unlikely to exist either.

"Wait! Kasgar, we're not leaving!"

Yriel suddenly turned back.

She's not leaving.

Is this never going to end?

"I've made up my mind."

"Yriel said."

"My path has now become that of Path of the Wanderer. As a Corsairs, I request to join your fleet."

"You have just survived the Orks invasion, and your warships are currently lacking skilled crew members and Navigator."

"And we are just the right people to fill this gap."

"Yriel said hopefully."

Although Kasgar is human, the Asuryan's Fire in his hands is absolutely genuine.

Even if he is just an ordinary person

Even if we take a step back and say that the very idea of severing the Eldar's connection with the Thirsting Lady, allowing them to return to the Eternity Matrix after death, is already incredibly attractive to any Eldar.

"So, are you willing to accept our proposal?"

For Yriel, being able to walk with God was an immense honor.

Moreover, she had long wanted to leave the Craftworld and become a free pirate, exploring this magnificent universe at will.

As for the path?

She plans to stay by Kasgar's side at all times and record everything Asuryan says and does before her human incarnation officially awakens.

As for the name...

Let's call it "The Chronicle of the God-Word".