Fabius Bile's experimental base lay deep within the Eye of Terror. In this strange realm that belonged neither to the material universe nor the Warp, his safety received the greatest possible protection.
Whether they were enemies of the Imperium of Man or malicious entities within the Warp, all of them eyed Fabius Bile covetously.
Yet even with all his precautions, two incomparably precious cloned primarchs had still died brutally before his eyes.
That meant that if the Emperor wished it, he could easily kill him as well.
Ever since Bile had cloned primarchs himself, the arrogance and conceit in his heart had begun to spread wildly, giving rise to the illusion that he could stand alongside the Emperor.
He would surpass the Emperor and accomplish the great undertaking that even the Lord of Humanity had failed to achieve.
But at this moment, it was as though someone had doused him from head to toe with cold water. He suddenly came to his senses—his life was nowhere near as secure as he had imagined.
Fabius was one of the few Astartes of the Emperor's Children who had survived the clutches of the Blight.
To keep himself alive, he had once used his status as an Apothecary to alter medical records, while secretly extracting special substances from the corpses of his battle-brothers to make medicines that allowed him to cling to life.
That unusual experience had made him cherish his own life all the more.
In his eyes, having survived the curse of the Blight meant that he had inherited the unrealized worth of those brothers who had died. He had to fulfill his grand ideals.
Yet in the brief instant Fabius lost focus, Ferrus had already begun slaughtering every Emperor's Child before him.
He carried no weapon, but those iron fists