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|Traitor|
Bona quietly watched the person before him.
He was still very young, his face showing traces of innocence and immaturity, along with an indescribable air.
He, too, wore a white robe and had the same eyes as Bona.
|You are a traitor|, he said.
"No, I'm not," Bona quietly countered.
|You are|, he said.
|Horus was not the greatest traitor. You and I both know that you were the greatest traitor|
|Bona the traitor, the first to unleash the Horus Heresy, the one duped by the Four Gods|
|Even ten thousand years later, the Imperium of Man has never escaped the shadow of the Horus Heresy. It has become everything you least wanted to see|
|You destroyed Father's dream|
Bona did not argue. He simply watched the person before him in silence.
And the boy kept speaking.
|You killed Uncle Malak with your own hands, the man who watched you grow up. He died trying to bring you to your senses|
|You also drove Grandpa Malcador to his death. He worked for humanity his entire life, without even time to rest|
|Worse still, you destroyed the dream Father worked so hard for. Even now, he sits on that instrument of torture, enduring endless suffering, while you rest here as though nothing happened|
|For ten thousand years, countless humans have died every second across the galaxy because of what you did|
|You are a traitor|
More and more black shadows appeared behind the boy, speaking in unison.
|You are a traitor|
|You are a traitor|
"Your Highness..."
"Your Highness."
Bona woke from his sleep, his vision blurred.
Only after taking a little time to recover could he make out Captain Dakan's anxious face before him.
"Your Highness, forgive my intrusion. I saw that you looked distressed, so I woke