Chapter 518: Big Yellow, Your Time Is Running Out!
Holy Terra.
After waking from his slumber once more, the Emperor felt much better. Especially after the Khorne Daemons left the Human Webway beneath his backside, his mind had cleared, and even his butt felt a lot more comfortable.
In battles on an imperceptible plane, the loser always faced all sorts of unpleasant and unusual punishments. For example, the Emperor now barely had any flesh left on his body, which was little more than a dried-out skeleton.
As far as the Emperor was concerned, his powerful psychic might could restore his body in an instant. The catch was that he needed to draw on that power—and get up from this damned Golden Toilet.
He had learned the term "Golden Toilet" from his cheap son Ferrus, which left the Emperor feeling rather relieved. He figured that the version of himself on the other side was probably having an even worse time.
No matter how powerful they were, people were all the same. Even when going through hardship, seeing someone else suffer worse could instantly brighten their mood. And comparing themselves to another version of themselves made it all the sweeter!
Using the Monitor Ferrus had installed for him, the Emperor summoned his loyal Adeptus Custodes. He told the two little Corn Spirits to fetch Angron, then asked the Custodes to scratch his nose for him.
At the Emperor's command, one of the summoned Custodians went to fetch Angron, while the other took out a power drill and stepped forward to work on the Emperor's nostrils.
To make their liege as comfortable as possible, the Custodian known simply as Solacha picked up the drill. First, he applied essential oils to the Emperor's face, then brought out a can of corrosive solution specially made