The small fleet of three ships traveled along the route opened by the Tuchulcha Engine, heading for the nearest Webway entrance.
On the bridge of the Golden Age freighter Death of Integrity, the Captain spoke with his wife.
"Humanity has fallen to a level beyond our imagination."
"As you can see, my love, they have transformed their own kind into War Machines to replace the Men of Iron, a servant species."
"Those Bio-Weapons called Space Marines are expected to devote themselves completely to war, just like the Men of Iron, and fulfill their role as Bio-Weapons."
"No one cares about their thoughts or self-awareness. No one cares about the rights they deserve. They have effectively been stripped of their personhood, and they are even proud of it."
Kona's voice was calm and cold, but her words clearly carried emotion.
The Captain merely shook his head. "We have become lost and arrived ten thousand years in the future. Modern people need help. No matter what, they are still human. Under Federation law—or at the very least, basic moral standards—we must help them."
At that moment, the bridge's airtight door opened.
Varius stepped onto the bridge and stopped beside the door.
The Captain turned to look at the Librarian, scrutinizing him from head to toe. "It seems that in modern times, natural humans have had to replace the Men of Iron in war."
Varius did not answer. He merely observed the Captain.
Just then, he suddenly recalled an ancient ship White Knight Master had once mentioned: it was a freighter with a kind Captain, one who became lost and arrived in 40K. To warn modern people of an approaching crisis, the Captain went to a human colony.
Then he died.
He was killed by modern humans.
Afterward, the Captain's AI lover turned