The Siege of Terra

Everyone had their own mission, and Lox's burden was to serve as humanity's final safeguard for the future.

If the Emperor's path could no longer continue, then Lox would set another path in motion. Humanity had to endure, no matter what method was chosen.

Some had to hold fast in this universe and wait for the possible dawn, while others had to brave the unknown and take root in other universes.

Lox did not know what he would encounter if he embarked upon this path. Nor did he know whether he would find other humans in those universes, or some alien lifeforms.

Even if fortune favored him and he encountered humans, there was no way to know what era they might be living in.

The Emperor's failure was hardly surprising.

At its core, humanity's current situation was merely the endgame of a ruined board accumulated over a long past. Since its birth, humanity had lived in this universe, which was little better than a cesspit.

It had been a catastrophic opening from the start. The entire galaxy, even the universe itself, had been battered into ruins by war, and the echoes of countless deaths had utterly corrupted the Warp into its present state.

Yet humanity had still survived tenaciously. It had risen from obscurity and, after the fall of the Aeldari, become the galaxy's new master.

The Emperor had exhausted all his wisdom, employing every cruel and inhumane means to seek a future for humanity and play out this ruined game. But the accumulated burden had become impossible to reverse.

So the best solution was to tear everything down and rewrite humanity's future upon a clean blank page.

Of course, humanity lacked the power to force the universe into entropic collapse and restart it, restoring it to pristine purity.

Then