"What? There's a way to fix our genetic defects?!"
"Wait, what do you mean, the Imperium... split in two?"
"Oh, the Astronomican went out... Hmm?"
In the span of just a few minutes, Theoris's brain was nearly overloaded.
In truth, it could hardly be blamed on him.
After all, when the first Marshal had ordered them to leave Terra, Theoris had already made up his mind never to concern himself with the Imperium again.
Over the years in Commorragh, aside from fighting in the arenas to pay off his debts and buying drugs to delay organ failure during the early period, he had spent most of the later period in a state of Chaos and loss of control, completely losing all awareness of the outside world.
Now that he had finally regained consciousness, he was bombarded by one shocking piece of news after another, leaving him utterly dumbfounded.
How had an otherwise perfectly good Imperium... split apart the moment he woke up?
And it had split apart in the literal sense!
Even the Astronomican... Although deep down he still harbored some resentment toward the Emperor over what he had done back then, the obsession buried in his heart, and even carved into his very bones, still made Theoris unable to hold back his tears.
"I never thought that humanity today would have become like this..."
He clenched his fists. His bones, as hard as steel, gave off a terrifying grinding sound, while horrifying killing intent burst from his tiger-like eyes. "Astartes! Astartes, weren't they supposedly better than us? They're complete trash!"
"Mm, they really are trash."
Maximus strongly agreed with the old Company Commander's opinion. "Oh, right. The Adeptus Custodes are the same. Just as useless."
There was no doubt that he had always disliked the Adeptus Custodes, let alone