Looking at the humanoid illusion before him, Duanmu Huai folded his arms and sized it up at his leisure.
Players had plenty to say about the Emperor, both good and bad. Of course, most of it was negative.
Take his creation of the Primarchs, for example. Many players considered it completely unnecessary and a waste of effort. Some even said that if this arrogant idiot hadn't been so stupid as to make a deal with the Chaos Gods—and thought he could double-cross them—Humanity might not have attracted the Chaos Gods' attention so early.
Moreover, nearly every choice the Emperor made was later proven wrong.
Whenever he thought something was going according to plan, reality proved that nothing was within his plan at all.
The Primarch Project and the Webway were perfect examples.
So unlike the people in this world who could barely walk after seeing the Emperor, players looked at him as if he were an idiot with the word "failure" written all over him. There was even a joke that if the Emperor ever told you to do something, you only had to do the opposite to guarantee success.
But now, this was all that remained of him.
"Should I say long time no see? I have to hand it to you—you managed to hide here for so long, right under your creditors' noses, no less. You really are something. I imagine that if those creditors found out that the deadbeat they'd been chasing had been hiding right under their noses, freeloading and living off them, they'd go insane with rage."
"...I knew you would come."
"Yes, yes, enough with the prophecies. I've heard more than enough of those boring things."
Duanmu Huai cut off the Emperor's characteristic rambling.
"I'm only here to investigate what's left on this planet