Staring at the slender figure struggling again and again in the Chaos God's arms, the Primarchs saw through the veil of silver hair that their universally loathed brother had somehow become... strangely alluring!
This wasn't just one person's opinion. It was an instinctive appreciation of beauty.
The Primarchs were minor Warp deities by nature. Of all the Emperor's children, Hogg alone was an oddity: he had no Warp Essence at all, and at most could be called a fusion with the C'tan Shard Hogg had devoured.
From the moment he was born, Hogg had been created by the Emperor fusing a scrap of wreckage that had fallen from Asia on Holy Terra with the failed Primarch 11. It was like logging in for the first time and creating a character.
Primarch 11 was the first living creature Hogg devoured after coming into the world, which was why he became Hogg's template for his appearance.
But after that self-destruction, apart from still possessing C'tan Power, Hogg could be said to have deleted his account and started over entirely.
According to Hogg's original plan, after self-destructing and winning the resurrection match, he would be revived by the Sanguinary Chalices he had left behind.
But despite all his calculations, Hogg had forgotten the head he'd run away from home with. He'd been so pleased with himself when he sold it, and now he regretted it just as much.
Like a slime, Hogg's resurrection mechanism automatically chose the target with the largest remaining volume of his remains. Compared with those few insignificant jars of plasma, his head was undoubtedly the better choice.
And then the most fucked-up situation imaginable occurred. Ever since Slaanesh devoured the Eldar Gods and was born from desire, the Eldar God of Death, Ynnead, had begun gestating inside her.
But