With Mortarion killing Typhus, the war aboard the Endurance had finally come to a complete close.
The Nurgle daemons, each fighting on their own, could no longer organize any effective resistance and could only be divided and eliminated one by one by the Aeldari host.
Mortarion had fulfilled her promise: she granted every Death Guard aboard the Endurance eternal peace. Their souls were severed from Nurgle by Isha's divine power and utterly vanished from this universe.
For them, death was an extravagantly precious ticket, one that led to peace for the soul.
When the last Nurgle daemon fell beneath the blade of the Silence Scythe, Mortarion did not hesitate. She used her immense psychic power to create a black hole, utterly destroying the Endurance's engines and reactors and letting the ancient battleship vanish amid the flames of its explosion.
Before the warship was completely destroyed, Mortarion had already teleported the entire Aeldari host back to the cruiser Breath of Life. Then she stood quietly before the viewport, watching the flames of the Endurance's explosion illuminate the dark void before her.
"My past has ended."
"From this day onward, there is no Mortarion of the Death Guard in this world. There is only Mortarion of the Aeldari."
"I will fight for myself, for the continuation of the Aeldari, and for this suffering universe."
Having killed Typhus, who had led the Death Guard into corruption, and redeemed those descendants forced into that fall, Mortarion's mind was now utterly clear. The obsessions that had clogged her heart gradually faded away.
When she thought of her former self now, she could not help finding her old stubbornness and paranoia laughable.
What did it matter whether they were humans or Aeldari? Humanity could never accept her again. Staying with the Aeldari seemed like a decent