Odin: Where's My Good Son?

At first, Thor was very happy.

He was even somewhat eager and impatient to regain his lost divine power.

But when he was led to a pitch-black room and saw a chair that looked like a machine, a strong sense of foreboding immediately welled up in his heart.

"Didn't you say you'd help me regain my power?"

Thor asked, puzzled.

"This is it, get in." Marquez said without looking up, adjusting the instrument's data beside him.

"Will your method work?" Thor looked at the mechanical chair, a hint of hesitation in his eyes. "Why does it feel like it's for interrogation?"

"Sit down."

Marquez, not wanting to waste words with him, shoved Thor into a chair and, before he could speak, fastened the helmet to his head.

Once the helmet was on, it completely covered his head, making Thor feel very uncomfortable. "What is this thing?"

"Safety devices," Marquez said calmly, confirming that nothing had been missed after the inspection.

"Wait, safety device?"

The ominous premonition seemed to have come true, and Thor's heart skipped a beat.

"Get ready, it's about to begin."

Lightning flashed in Marquez's pupils as he began to gather Psychic Power.

"Wait, I'm not sure yet..."

Unfortunately for him, Marquez didn't give him a chance to refuse and directly injected powerful Psychic Power into the device.

This device has a remarkable history. It was once the possession of a "knight" who served the Valshius Family. After the knight's death in battle, the previous patriarch removed the "High King" from the mecha and stored it in the family's warehouse.

After Father Aruman's initial modifications, it became another form of "tool".

The specific method of operation involves using the power of Psyker to allow the person sitting on the "High King" to fully experience a near-realistic "illusion."

Several cables connected to the helmet, under the influence of Psychic Power, injected "illusion" into Thor's brain.

Soon, Thor witnessed the most brutal and bloody killings.

Yes, he was dragged into the Warhammer Universe, into the Purgatory galaxy, by the illusion created by Marquez and by this "High King".

Here, Thor witnessed a horrific, twisted, and evil sacrificial ritual, involving hundreds of millions of lives.

Under the Daemon's slaughter, their heads were cut off and piled up into a mountain-sized mound of bones!

In those hallucinations—no... Thor felt many times that they weren't hallucinations, but things that had actually happened.

He became an ordinary warrior, without God of Thunder's power or Mjolnir.

Then, he followed those tall, metal-armored interstellar warriors known as Emperor's Angel, through one horrific battlefield after another, witnessing firsthand the gruesome deaths of countless lives.

He witnessed the despairing Purgatory of the Milky Way from the perspective of an ordinary person!

I also witnessed the heroic and Dreadnought sacrifice of countless ordinary warriors, and saw planets turn into Purgatory on earth.

At other times, he would transform into a Space Marine, engaging in a Xenos battle with an alien named Rangdan until he finally fell.

He was also betrayed by his allies on Isstvan V, and in despair and anger, he was bombarded from space and completely annihilated.

He fought bloody battles against Xenos, against Tyran, against heretics, and against Chaos. Many times, Thor couldn't even tell whether he was a prince of Asgard named "Thor" or a warrior of the Imperium.

Then, he arrived on a planet called "Fortress of Cadia World," where a brutal war raged.

Every minute and every second, tens of thousands of lives perish here; this place is practically a meat grinder!

Not just humans, but Daemon too!

The Divine Machine known as "Titans" traverse the planet's surface, unleashing tons of terrifying firepower.

However, even such creations can only survive for a few days. Even an Angel of the Emperor, a powerful being that seems unattainable to mortals, can only survive for a few minutes or hours in that brutal war!

Ultimately, this world known as Fortress of Cadia was overrun by endless Daemon, who witnessed the terrifying impact of the massive Blackstone Fortress!

The lord of Cadian, supporting a tattered Imperium banner, roared hoarsely at the endless Daemon Legion amidst the raging flames.

Cadian, never to fall!

This was the last cry of the castle lord, and not one of them retreated until the entire planet collapsed!

Finally... Thor was plunged into the familiar darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself still sitting in that familiar chair.

Before him stood Marquez, who looked at him and said, "Congratulations, you've finally woken up, Thor Odin."

Thor was stunned for a few seconds, as if his memories had finally returned. His eyes were filled with a sense of vicissitude, as if he had experienced countless bloody battles.

"Now, you can pick up your hammer." Marquez then pointed to the side, where Mjolnir was quietly placed on the table.

However, Thor only glanced at it and did not immediately take it.

His eyes were vacant, as if he were still immersed in those tragic memories, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Was... all of that true?"

He once lived in Asgard, a prince of the Asgard, growing up amidst the expectations of his people, always believing that war could solve everything.

But that illusion of the Purgatory galaxy, or more accurately, that experience, made him realize what real war is like.

Marquez remained silent, simply gazing at him with a meaningful look.

"I see-.."

Thor lowered his head and gently grasped Mjolnir, which lay beside him, as if lost in memories.

He muttered to himself, "Thank Mr. Alvin for me. It was he who made me understand what true responsibility is, and what war is!"

The next moment, he clenched his fists.

The normally heavy Mjolnir was lifted by him with ease, accompanied by flashing lightning, as if a magical blacksmith had forged a suit of armor for him!

Fish-scale-like armor gradually appeared on Thor's body, then transformed into a crimson cloak, and an aura of power originating from his very soul emanated from within him!

"Now, it's time—to deal with those damned Xenos!" Thor gripped his hammer, his gaze unwavering, a murderous intent surging within him. "For humanity's sake, and also—to fulfill the Emperor's will!"

Marquez nodded in satisfaction.

Excellent, it was worth it for him to go to the Chapter Serf to review the history of the First Legion and create this "illusion" specifically for Thor!

As instructed by His Highness Alvin, he had done his utmost to make Thor experience the cruelty of the Purgatory Galaxy.

And the greatness of the Imperium of Man!

However.

Just as Thor shouted, "For the Emperor!"

In the distant Asgard palace, Odin, who was in a deep slumber, suddenly coughed up blood.