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Am I dreaming?
Guilliman had actually seen several long-lost brothers in his dream.
But the Angel who had once smiled so warmly now wore only an icy expression, as though he had completely lost all emotion and become nothing more than The Emperor's tool.
Was this what The Emperor wanted?
Sanguinius's existence had always been the envy of all The Emperor's sons. He had always been deeply beloved by his father.
But when the rebellion had broken out—
Even when Guilliman learned that all his brothers had vanished, the first thing he thought was how wonderful it would be if the Angel could return.
Wait.
Where exactly was he?
Even Guilliman had no idea where he was at this moment.
His gaze fell upon Lion El'Jonson.
Had Lion El'Jonson, that brooding Lion, awakened as well?
Lion El'Jonson was like an elder brother, yet he was always full of secrets. His relations with the other brothers were passable, but he always gave them the impression that he had concealed everything from them.
And there was Jaghatai Khan, Primarch of the White Scars. He, too, appeared exceptionally mature now. Their relationship had never been particularly close, but neither had they been distant.
Before the Horus Heresy, Guilliman had in fact tried to maintain his relationships with his other brothers.
But most of them had been deeply dissatisfied with the forces he had stockpiled in Macragge.
His armies had even made his other brothers wary. They believed that if he ever rebelled, it would spell disaster for the Imperium.
Meanwhile, on Lion El'Jonson's side—
Lion El'Jonson had likewise entered some kind of dream.
When he saw Guilliman within it—
Lion El'Jonson wanted nothing more than to walk over and beat Guilliman up first.
For him, the one he had wished most to