Garken's Grand Scheme

Upper-hive the Warp Rift torn apart by the Chaos Star, an endless army of Daemon crossed the barriers of the Materium and descended upon this planet!

The instigator of it all, Hadley Planetary Governor Garken Hadley, smashed the towering Emperor statue in the domed sanctuary of the Ecclesiarchy, and in the sacred hall, he used the blood and corpses of nobles to paint the murals on the walls, creating a bizarre and blasphemous masterpiece!

As Rosales stepped into the domed sanctuary of the Ecclesiarchy, a barely perceptible look of disgust flashed in his eyes as he gazed at the blasphemous "paintings" of flesh and blood, and at the figure before him.

That figure was none other than Garken Hadley!

However, his face was already partially distorted, with mysterious blasphemous runes appearing in many places, his skin had an eerie pink hue, and his entire face, including his skull, had been deformed, making it look somewhat like he had grown a bird's beak!

"As agreed... Garken, it is your turn to fulfill your promise." The indifferent and cold mechanical voice of this Grand Sage of the Dark Adeptus Mechanicus echoed within the temple dome.

"Revered Grand Sage Rosales, I am sorry... I am unable to fulfill my promise at this time." Garken remained expressionless, still facing the desecrated painting, without turning around.

"You're going to break the contract?"

Rosales's already deep and cold voice suddenly became even more sinister, and the several mechanical Prosthetic limb on his back seemed to be stirring restlessly, while his electronic Cybernetic eye flashed with a blood-red light.

No, you misunderstood me.

Only then did Garken slowly turn around. His extremely aggressive and distorted face inspired fear. His bird-beak-like lips parted and he said calmly, "According to the agreement, Khorne's cult was supposed to completely take over Hive City, but now... something unexpected has happened."

What unexpected event?

Rosales frowned slightly, clearly unhappy.

For him, the cult had already occupied the Underhive and Upper-hive nests, and only the Middle Hive was missing. There was still some sporadic resistance, but it couldn't cause any real trouble. Its destruction was only a matter of time!

"Just now, Khorne's Chosen of the Gods... lost."

Garken seemed completely unfazed, a cunning glint in his eyes, as he calmly stated, "Soon, Khorne will reclaim His divine power, because of the 'agreement'."

"The Chosen One actually lost?" Upon hearing this, even the Grand Sage of the Dark Adeptus Mechanicus couldn't help but be somewhat surprised. Rosales's expression turned grim as he said, "You're not going to tell me there's a 'Living Saint,' are you?"

The being bestowed with divine gifts by the Emperor and wielding a flaming sword is, in common parlance, the "Emperor's Chosen." Of course, many people prefer to call him a "Living Saint," that is, someone who performs miracles!

If he were a "Living Saint," he would have to reconsider whether he wanted to stay on this planet!

After all, the Imperium's "Living Saint" only appear on battlefields that are extremely brutal or of great significance.

According to the information he received last time...

The "Living Saint" appeared in Cadian and later in Macragge, and these two places... one is home to Chaos Warmaster Abaddon, and the other is rumored to contain the "Primarch"!

Neither of them is someone he can interfere with!

Simply put, if you don't want to be dragged into an "apocalyptic" war, it's best to avoid any contact with either side, or you'll suffer a terrible fate!

"Of course not, Your Grand Sage."

Garken chuckled lightly, nonchalantly, and said, "Although this place is important, it's not as important as Alert Star. How could a 'Living Saint' possibly appear here?"

Besides, what value does Losel possess that would make the "Corpse Emperor" set his sights on this wretched place?

Garken didn't believe the Congress pay attention to this planet.

"There's been a slight problem with our plan, so please be patient for a moment longer," he said with a smile, seemingly sincere but actually harboring ulterior motives.

Rosales stared at him grimly for a few seconds, then said coldly, "How long? Until when? I need a definite answer. This place... gives me a very bad feeling!"

In fact, he had a vague feeling that Losel was not as simple as Garken had said. Apart from that ancient ruin, almost every force was pouring into this place!

"If you can help me kill someone, I'm willing to tell you the location of the ruins, how to enter, and everything inside beforehand, Your Excellency Grand Sage." Garken revealed his true intentions with a cunning smile.

"Who?"

Despite Rosales's constant sense of danger, he was genuinely reluctant to leave that ancient ruin.

After all, based on what Garken showed him, it was definitely a great civilization that existed in the galaxy before the birth of humankind, and its technological level was of great research value!

"I don't know his name."

Garken shook his head and slowly said, "The only thing I know is that he defeated the 'Chosen of the Gods,' and it seems the 'Blood God' favors him. As long as I can kill him, I'm willing to fulfill the agreement."

"This is... the request of the 'Lord of Change'?" Rosales knew the Chaos Gods well; otherwise, given Garken's style of doing things, he would never target someone without a reason.

"..."

Garken remained silent, only smiling.

"Fine, I can grant your request." Rosales looked at him coldly, his tone chilling, "But... this is the last time. If you dare to delay again, I will absolutely not let you off easily, Garken Hadley!"

"Of course, Your Excellency, Grand Sage."

Garken smiled, bowed, and said, "By the great Lord of Change, I will surely fulfill my promise!"

Rosales stared coldly at him, said nothing, and turned to leave the domed sanctuary of the Ecclesiarchy.

However, he had another thought in his mind.

Oath by the Lord of Change?

It's like TM is joking. Anyone who believes the promises of the Tzeentch followers will be 100% scammed and suffer a fate worse than death!

Watching Rosales depart, Garken's smile gradually faded, turning grim and cold. "Hmph... a mere Grand Sage dares to covet that ruin? But it doesn't matter, soon my plan will be realized!"

Garken's goal is not simply to build a Hive City.

He worships Tzeentch, the one among the Chaos Gods who symbolizes endless intrigue, the Weaver of Fate, and the Master of Change!

He orchestrated and instigated the cult's conspiracy.

Of course, that alone wasn't enough to satisfy Tzeentch's appetite, so... Garken needed to make things a little more interesting.

He intends to turn everyone on this planet into pawns on his path to "ascension"!

It can be said that the cult that used the belief in "Khorne" to massacre and ravage the world of "Losel Hive," which has a population of hundreds of billions, was just to offer a sufficiently "interesting" conspiracy to the "Tzeentch" that he believed in!

"Almost there..."

Garken lowered his eyelids slightly. He could clearly feel the Pleasure and blessing coming from "Tzeentch." The man was very satisfied with his scheme, but... it wasn't interesting enough!

How can one Khorne terror be enough?

He wanted to make Losel even more chaotic, even triggering a second expansion of the Great Rift, so that the Nachmund Gauntlet region would be completely under the control of "Chaos," and that the ineffective Corpse Emperor would pay a heavy price!

He wants to make... the Imperium of Man completely lose its dark side!

Severing the Segmentum Obscurus and allowing the "cursed scar" to traverse the entire Imperium —only such a grand plan could please the great "Lord of Change," granting him transformation and sublimation, transforming him into a powerful Daemon Prince!

This is Garken Hadley's true ambition!

Please vote for me! (I feel like I need to use a knife to cut open the sting site and remove the thorn... a small spot on the wound has turned black.)