What Fabius feared was not the urge to submit, but the clone Fulgrim's pursuit of perfection, identical to that of the original Fulgrim.
He had thought he had created a leader, only to discover that he had once again replicated that monster who valued perfection above the lives of his own sons.
Clone Fulgrim had been granted life, shrouded in the shadow of a demigod—powerful and innocent, yet lacking mental resilience, with more of himself remembered through some mysterious means. Though the clone had not yet displayed any obsession, it was only a matter of time before he followed the original Fulgrim's old path... This worry filled Fabius with sorrow. As he watched the Chaos-corrupted Emperor's Children kneel before clone Fulgrim once more, he knew that resurrected phoenix would burn away everything he had endured and striven for. In the name of perfection, he would once again lead his blindly loyal sons toward destruction and depravity.
That was how Fabius struck a deal with Trazyn, exchanging clone Fulgrim and those Emperor's Children loyal to Fulgrim for the pure gene-seed in Trazyn's possession.
After all the twists and turns, these collectibles, which had spent so long within Trazyn's stasis field, now stood before Lin Fan. Fulgrim accepted the loyalty of the Emperor's Children, soothing their tearful pleas and longing.
"So? What will you choose?" Lin Fan suddenly spoke up. Standing to one side with his arms folded, he fixed his gaze on Fulgrim.
"Choose? What choice?" Fulgrim blinked, confusion and speculation in his eyes as he looked at Lin Fan.
"I mean them. These Emperor's Children. They've already been corrupted. The bloody, insane things they've done are beyond counting. What will you choose?" Lin Fan said blandly. Beside him, Jaghatai and Yvraine rolled their eyes, making it clear that Lin Fan,