277. Shepherd of the Luna Wolves, the Emperor's kindness could never be repaid—loyal! Loyal!
(Damn, I thought I'd set up a scheduled update, but I hadn't. Good thing I habitually checked at night, or I almost would've lost my attendance streak. I'm really sorry. I'll switch updates to the evening from now on; I can't get up at seven in the morning to post chapters.)
(The Shepherd of the Luna Wolves was Horus from the original timeline. Horus was from another timeline.)
Another Timeline
[Sorry... I-I never imagined...]
Horus's eyes trembled as he stared fixedly at the figure opposite him, as though a miracle stood there. What had he not seen before?
—Angron, more unsettling than outright nakedness; Sanguinius, like a fiend that had crawled out of hell; Mortarion, a perfect gentleman whose eyes had briefly leaked ruthlessness and killing intent... What had he not seen?
But this truly was something he had never seen before.
Horus subconsciously took a deep breath and looked at the Primarch opposite him, dressed only in light armor. Horus, Shepherd of the Luna Wolves, stood there with a somewhat awkward yet polite smile on his lips.
His other self had been discovered on a fringe world within Luna Wolves territory. When Horus Lupercal had been spotted by a Luna Wolves squad escorting crude oil, that squad had nearly thought they had seen a ghost.
The Luna Wolves had seen a tall man who looked very, very much like their Legion Commander—except the version of him that had not been tainted by Chaos.
The Luna Wolves squad leader had nearly ordered them to open fire, or directly requested an Exterminatus. But the entire matter was simply too bizarre, and the man had amicably stated that he wished to meet their Legion Commander and was willing