P.S. There will be another update today, but it will come around two or three in the morning, to make up for an earlier one.
With Aaron taking the Emperor's place in the niche of ascending to godhood through Chaos, the Emperor could now divert some of his attention from maintaining his exploit-ridden state to other matters.
However, the Emperor still needed to sit on the Golden Throne. He still had to keep the breach in the Webway sealed and maintain the light of the Astronomican.
Only within Realmspace, or even the Multiverse of the Great Wheel cosmology, could he speak and function as an active living being, conveying his thoughts and will to Imperial Regent Guilliman and the Dark Angels' Primarch, Lion El'Jonson. Guilliman had inherited the Emperor's Sword, while Lion El'Jonson had inherited the Emperor's Shield.
And now there was Dorn.
The Third Empire could be founded today! Aaron thought.
Dorn's return might be a shot in the arm for the Imperium of Man, but the Third Empire's three leading figures, along with the Emperor of the First Empire, had yet to reach a conclusion on how to handle Perturabo and Lorgar.
Since Aaron could not use his own divine power, the Emperor lent him a hand. The Master of Mankind used his boundless might to carve out a space for Aaron in the Astral Plane.
"She's already over five hundred, and you still call her little?" Charlotte covered her mouth, her body shaking with a delighted giggle. The young lady thought for a moment, then suddenly nodded. "Perhaps you're right. She really is very little."
Guilliman, however, did not want to kill his brothers. Seeing how resolute Dorn and Jonson were, he could only turn his gaze toward the silent Emperor.
As for Talos, that magnetic-field lunatic,