Alzheimer's Disease

"This was the current state of the battle, great Wolf King," Agnes said respectfully to Horus.

"The battle? Wasn't this just another compliance campaign? You were my finest sons. Let me be alone for a while..."

Agnes fell silent for a long while. He nervously glanced at the other senior commanders around him, then continued in a low voice, "Great Wolf King, this is Holy Terra..."

Holy Terra... Horus's thoughts immediately returned to the present. Just moments ago, he had thought their fleet was still striving to fulfill the goals of the Great Crusade.

"Oh... Terra..." Horus nodded, then saw Angron fighting ferociously upon Terra.

Angron... He was a brother whose martial spirit had gone too far, irritable and violent because of the Butcher's Nails.

Horus felt a little sentimental, then saw a golden figure with wings on his back dive toward Angron.

That was Sanguinius, his good brother Sanguinius...

Horus was suddenly invigorated. Seeing his good brother so full of vitality was naturally a wonderful thing, and many precious memories of the two of them surged up from the depths of his soul.

That was when the two of them had gone to find Mortarion...

Sanguinius had stood behind him, his lips nearly curling into the sky because Mortarion's methods of dealing with planets were too extreme.

Horus chuckled several times, deeply moved by Sanguinius's humility and kindness.

Before becoming Warmaster, he had considered a question: how would he feel if one of his other brothers became Warmaster?

Mm... I would bless my brother... That would be only right... But there would still be a little disappointment in my heart.

But his brothers deserved fair judgment! Horus suddenly turned and shouted, "Lady Oliton! Remembrancer Oliton! Come here at once!"

"Remembrancer Oliton? Who's that?" The senior commanders aboard the warship