"You intend to descend into reality yourself?"
Ahriman asked loudly.
"Why would I need to descend into reality when I am already in it?" Lu Jin looked down at Ahriman and answered coldly.
Upon hearing this, Ahriman first sneered. In his heart, he scorned all Warp gods as things that had lost their own will, twisted into beings like Horus ten thousand years ago, stripped of free will.
Then he thought that if he wished to ascend to godhood, he had to find a way to retain himself while possessing the power of a god.
Then Ahriman suddenly froze, repeatedly savoring Divine Lu Jin's answer in his mind.
At last, Ahriman took a deep breath, and an astonished expression gradually appeared on his face.
From that one sentence alone, the Psyker realized something that all those opposing Lu Jin's ascension had only recently uncovered. Uthlan, who had not yet met Lu Jin; the Death Cult, who had met him once; the Laughing God's Harlequins; and the part of the Emperor's will that opposed ascension—only after these entities joined forces had they figured out one thing:
There was, in fact, no other deified Lu Jin in the Warp.
The things the god Lu Jin would become had done at this point in the current timeline of the real universe were not being done by another god. There was another source behind these actions, and it was highly likely to be Lu Jin himself.
But Ahriman did not know this.
Elsewhere, beyond Lu Jin's knowledge, those who wanted him to ascend had already done many things based on the premise that "the god Lu Jin would become in the future would in turn guide the process of his ascension."
At this moment, after hearing Divine Lu Jin's reply, the information gap between