The Kasa Dynasty had regained its souls.
The process had not been simple, and everything left behind by it—whether technology, history, or rituals—had been preserved.
Qin Mo pondered these matters.
He knew that after war had broken out against the Necrons and the Kasa Dynasty had formally entered the conflict, Scholar among the Iron Men had once entered the Kasa Dynasty during the military restructuring and transfer of command, searching for everything the dynasty possessed concerning souls.
That undertaking had ultimately come to nothing.
If Scholar had been able to successfully replicate the process of restoring souls, Qin Mo would have had no need to devise such a roundabout plan now.
But Scholar would not have concealed anything. The only reason his efforts had come to nothing could be that replicating the restoration of souls was impossible.
"How did you come to know this so clearly?" Qin Mo asked.
"Because when the Forger restored souls to its followers, it formed an organization containing every useful person it could find." Aurekan paused, mimicking an unnecessary deep breath before continuing. "And I was one of them."
Qin Mo was briefly stunned, and The Chronicler's record abruptly stopped as well.
"Impossible. If you were involved in that plan, you would know exactly how it was carried out and who participated. You would not be so ambiguous about whether the Old Ones or the Aeldari helped the Forger carry it out," Qin Mo said.
"Immortality based on matter is imperfect." Aurekan tapped his metal skull. "Like my kin, I lost many memories during the long sleep. I have also died several times. Resurrection protocols do not replicate me perfectly. Each use strips away a part of my self-awareness."
Qin Mo looked at Aurekan, unsure how to refute him.
The Necrons as a whole had