"A new tyrant even more terrifying than that slaver?"
"Bullshit!"
"I saw a true human, someone a hundred times more human than that slaver. Though he wielded transcendent power too..."
"You—you always dump the blame on that slaver, as if you're spotless! You bastard, you put yourself on the opposite side of humanity and became a lackey of the Dark Gods, yet you still have the nerve to spout this nonsense? I can't believe you're my original!"
Hearing his original call the new leader he had chosen, the liberator he believed in, a new tyrant even more terrifying than the slaver on the Golden Throne, Clone Angron became furious. He even swore while refuting his original.
Clone Angron had heard the same things from Corvus, another clone Primarch, but he did not believe those secondhand arguments.
Without the Butcher's Nails, Clone Angron could do many things his original could not and would not do.
Such as reading.
Clone Angron had investigated that big-talking man and discovered that he was not merely making grand claims. He truly fought for a great cause and had genuinely done things for his people.
Just as Nuceria was part of Greater Ultramar, the Tyran Sector had its own "Nuceria." But after that Nuceria was incorporated into the Tyran Gate defense zone, the gladiators there were freed. They could freely choose to join the Tyran Army or become civilians.
The slavers and their executioners were all put to death. Some nobles who openly resisted sector administration even had their heads blasted apart on the spot by a Custodian.
"Tyrant slavers always disguise themselves, you inexperienced idiot!" The Daemon Primarch paced back and forth, still cursing furiously in disappointment. "How many memories did that damned bastard Fabius stuff into you? Only up until that yellow-glowing slaver took