The Chronicler forced Lorgar to write the Lectitio Divinatus not merely to complete Qin Mo's task.
It was interested in the Lectitio Divinatus itself as well.
It wanted to know what had happened ten thousand years ago, before Qin Mo had freed it from Saranoga's belly.
It had always gathered information everywhere to satisfy its thirst for knowledge.
Like Guilliman, the Chronicler had also obtained a copy of the Lectitio Divinatus, taken from the daughter of Klein, a Rogue Trader from a former sector.
But who was the Chronicler? With one glance at the cover, it knew that although the thing had existed for thousands of years, the Ecclesiarchy had tampered with it.
Now that the author of the Lectitio Divinatus was right before it, nothing could be better for gathering information about the book than capturing the author and making him write it on the spot.
"Damn it!" Lorgar asked as he wrote. "What exactly are you? Why can't someone as powerful as you simply read my mind? Why do you have to make me write this out myself?"
"I can read your mind directly, but if I force you to write the Lectitio Divinatus, someone who enjoys collecting things will be pleased to have one more item in his collection."
The Chronicler said this to Lorgar.
Thus, under the Chronicler's oppression, the clone Primarch Lorgar Aurelian helplessly continued writing.
While Lorgar wrote furiously, the Chronicler, this unusual C'tan, observed him as well.
Drawing upon its records of the Real Universe from its past up until the moment Saranoga swallowed it, records of every race that had risen and fallen, flourished and withered across those universes, the Chronicler could easily analyze Lorgar Aurelian's state of mind at this moment.
Before Qin Mo found Lorgar and threw him into the