But that's just the best case scenario. Tzeentch must have put his own interests first when planning, and saving the world must have been done casually.
The two endings of everything being extinguished and being turned into pawns are not good endings for Khayon... especially Carlos must be hiding something. To be honest, they are too skilled at what they did.
After such analysis, Khayon has little interest in Milky Way's future, but is only worried about what kind of suffering his sister will suffer.
Carlos approached Khayon and described to him how wonderful the world would be after Tzeentch's victory.
"All living beings will remember your name and praise you as a great sacrifice! And all you have to do is sign it with your soul."
"Haha..." Khayon sneered at Carlos's temptation. He had no interest in the illusory glory. "You'd better leave quickly. If the Emperor finds out, he will burn you to ashes."
Carlos Don't worry, everyone has a price, and as long as the price is right enough, no one can be bought.
Although the concept of bribery is similar to the attributes of Slaanesh, Tzeentch is much smarter than Slaanesh when it comes to bribery. Slaanesh will give naked gifts to the believers she likes., is as simple and crude as filling a large piece of fat for a person who is about to starve to death. Tzeentch will make everything revolve around the chosen one through subtle changes, giving him the unique temperament of a child of destiny. Although it is not too obvious, it tastes longer and longer.
What exactly is Khayon looking forward to?
His father? His brother? His guardian spirit? His little Scourges slave? His good sister?
Hehehe... he is really greedy...
Carlos's eyes flickered, and Khayon knew what his plans were just by looking at him.
The next moment, this somewhat empty soul world changed under the control of Carlos.
The figures of Gyre, Mekari, Jharek, Nefertari, and Izara floated in front of Khayon, they all left unforgettable marks on Khayon, and they were also the softest weaknesses in Khayon's heart. Facing them, Khayon's face could not help but reveal traces of sadness.
Among the many figures was the tall and elegant Magnus, but Khayon did not pay Ethereals much attention to him. His father was an arrogant lunatic, and there was nothing to miss.
"As long as you agree, they will always be by your side. Isn't this exactly what you want?" Carlos chuckled. He felt that he had already won.
However, Tzeentch Greater Daemon is Tzeentch Greater Daemon after all. They are good at weaving plans and conspiracies but they are not as keen as Keeper of Secrets in perceiving people's hearts.
Khayon's sadness solidified, and he replied to Carlos in a calm tone, "No, let him disappear if he disappears..."
"Wha... what!?"
Carlos couldn't understand, so he swooped down next to Khayon, describing to him the pain these people's souls had suffered in Warp. They were crying and begging to you.
"As long as you nod! They will be free from hell!!!"
"That's not necessary."
"Why? Why?"
"This is the ending they deserve. They deserve what they have done. It is fair. Just like me." Khayon opened his arms to Carlos, showing him his broken body and weak soul, "Although Imperium is not justice., but we are not good people, we are just the dead who act out of unwillingness. We hate Imperium and inflict our anger on innocent people on countless planets. I hate those Space Wolves who act like butchers, but there is no essential difference between me and them."
"But you are Astartes! The great Space Marines! You are born to be superior to those mortals. Crushing them is like killing a few ants. There is no need to be so entangled!"
After seeing the flustered Carlos say this, Khayon actually smiled, and then answered quite seriously, "I am a mortal, just like them."
Hearing this unexpected answer, Carlos's two long necks felt uncomfortable and wanted to tie into knots. Finally, he shouted hoarsely, "What about your sister? She is suffering in Vengeful Spirit's heart! Can you bear to watch here? Don't you want to take revenge on Abaddon?"
"My sister..." Talking about Izara, Khayon's smile that just surfaced sank again. He closed his eyes and the screen switched back and forth between his sister running on Prospero's land and being immersed in a cold incubator.
Finally Khayon sighed deeply and said pessimistically and sarcastically, "My sister shouldn't have to endure this... But she should have died a long time ago, but she lives in pain because of my obsession. This day will eventually come, but I didn't expect it to come so soon."
Carlos really wanted to grab Khayon's soul and scold him a few times. How could a wizard as powerful as you become so pessimistic and hopeless, a pure and depressed young man? Could it be that there was something wrong with his brain after being tortured by Imperium's Inquisitor?
Khayon's idea is actually very simple. After hearing that Abaddon betrayed their friendship, the last thread of hope in his heart was broken.
Let's look at the life of Khayon from an ordinary person's perspective. His hometown was burned, his friends died in the war, and he became the most annoying person he ever had; his pet disappeared during the gang war; his sister was hanging on to a machine, and more and more memories were lost; his new friend failed to fulfill his promise, and even turned around and sold the sister he had entrusted to him.
Now Carlos is here, selling him a trap with bad intentions, trying to squeeze the last bit of profit out of this lonely guy.
Khayon is tired of it. After experiencing the surprise, he is even thinking now: Maybe the death of all things is a good thing. At least all his regrets and regrets have disappeared, and good and evil, supermen and mortals no longer have any meaning.
Just when Carlos was distressed by Khayon's lack of oil and salt, Tzeentch spoke.
"Let me talk to him."
Carlos did not dare to neglect and directly opened his body to Tzeentch. But if he was not so submissive, it would not be a trouble for Tzeentch. After all, the endless demons are just the extension of their will and the embodiment of their concepts.
Tzeentch spoke to Khayon through Carlos's mouth, and his voice became more unreal and changeable, "If I take out these chips, how will you choose?"
Khayon also felt the changes in Carlos. He taunted Tzeentch without fear, "Carlos has already shown it once just now. You don't have to show it to me a second time."