The Tip of the Iceberg Reveals Its True Form

The human race is a very young species; its recorded history of a mere forty-thousand-plus years doesn't even amount to a fraction of the Aeldari's.

Yet, within these forty thousand years, relying on an extreme reproductive rate, humanity has spread across the entire galaxy. There may even be many lost human colonists in galaxies beyond our own.

In this era where all races are in a state of sustainable decay, humanity has already won by a landslide compared to others. At the very least, on the surface, they are the undisputed Overlords of the galaxy.

Although human lifespans are relatively short by comparison, the population is not without its special humans known as Perpetuals. These individuals are, without exception, true living fossils, and they have achieved extraordinary feats throughout various historical periods.

For instance, Emperor, that Psionic Energy primitive, is a living Perpetual. Mythological stories like Saint George slaying the dragon, the Crusades, or the fall of the Tower of Babel were actually just antics played by Emperor and his Perpetual companions.

Don't let the fact that Emperor is essentially a socially anxious giant with zero emotional intelligence fool you; during the mythological era, he was quite the player. Otherwise, there wouldn't be dark history like the Capitoline Wolf. One can only say that Emperor is worthy of being the Master of Mankind; his tastes are truly wild.

But as the human population gradually multiplied and technology progressed to the point of venturing into the sea of stars, these Perpetuals slowly retreated behind the scenes, enjoying the comfortable life brought by technology while wandering around looking for amusement.

The Rangdan Emperor left Terra during this period. After all, if one can hide in the shadows and slack off, who would want to stand in the spotlight and work like a