Humanity and Divinity

"My own understanding? Angron, what makes you say that?"

"Uncle, after returning to the Imperium, I checked the files concerning you and Nostramo."

"As of now, in the entire history of the Imperium of Man, you are the only one who has been able to break free from the shackles of fate, as can be seen from your reconstruction of Nostramo."

"Perhaps in your view, reform and innovation, guiding people towards good, and improving society are all things that should be done."

"But according to recorded accounts, this is very difficult to achieve, because in this world, fate cannot be defied."

"You mean the Breaker of Fate?"

"Yes, Uncle, you are the only Breaker of Fate in the history of the world."

"Perhaps before you, Father was Breaker of Fate in this world, but now he too is finding it difficult to move forward."

"And from the moment you appeared, you assumed this role, but you still don't fully understand yourself."

Han Mingxuan was somewhat stunned by what Angron said.

Because what the child said seems to be correct.

If this were placed in an official Warhammer fanfiction, anyone who could do all this would undoubtedly be an incredibly talented individual.

But after I came into this world, I did these things simply because I felt I should do them.

Because people in the original world had done this before, he knew what he should and shouldn't do when facing the old world and the old society.

Now that he's done all that, he'll only feel that because others have done it before, it was his duty to do it.

Moreover, this is Warhammer, and compared to those tenacious and great achievements, Han Mingxuan felt that what he had done was merely imitating his predecessors.

In other words, he attributed everything he had done to the guidance of his predecessors.

At the same time, he always maintained the heart of a Mortals, and his constant humility made him somewhat dazed.

He forgot that he was a time traveler, and sometimes he couldn't even remember that he had a very powerful cheat ability.

"Hehe, hahaha, Angron, thank you for your guidance. I think I understand some things now."

"It's my pleasure to help you, Uncle."

Han Mingxuan now feels much more relaxed and has a very clear goal.

Whether it's the Original Canon or Apocrypha, as long as I'm here, this is the Official History.

Even if it isn't, we should make it be.

At the same time, things that Han Mingxuan had never understood about the position of the Emperor's Warmaster gradually became clear.

Surely this position can't be another protagonist in hook literature, right?

Perhaps we should do something.

"Uncle, where are you planning to go?"

"Go to the Saviour Building and use the Father of Night's authority a little."

"Hello, I'm looking for Nisaeol, the History Teacher at Hope Primary School No. 1."

After leaving home, Han Mingxuan arrived at the Saviour Building.

This was the first time he had come here for some reason, and it was also the first time he had used the power he held.

"Please wait, Great Father of Night."

Before long, the staff of the Saviour Building contacted Oll Persson with the highest priority.

"This is the first time you've done this, sir."

"In urgent situations, we must act quickly. No one knows what the future holds, so we need to contact you as soon as possible."

"That's good, sir. This proves you have a human heart, not a divine heart."

"Oh?"

"Sir, humility is a virtue, but your humility combined with your achievements could easily make you a god."

"Sometimes, people's flaws are proof of their humanity; you should be proud of yourself."

As expected of the First Warmaster, those words are profound.

"I have to thank my nephew Angron for this; without him, I wouldn't understand this at all."

"Haha, it's good that you've figured it out. But I think you asked me to come here with a question, right?"

"Yes, I'd like to ask you about the role of Warmaster, and the fate that this role represents."

"And, I'd like you to meet Horus."

Oll Persson was stunned when he heard Han Mingxuan ask that question.

"Sir, you remain wise. The position of Warmaster represents the commander-in-chief for the Emperor, but for both the Emperor and humanity, it represents the first mate."

The deputy of Humanity's Fate.

No wonder the Emperor and his two Warmaster met tragic ends; humanity's fate is also one of limbo.

So what's your opinion on Horus?

"The budding ambition has already broken through the soil, and the coronation of the Warmaster will be the most fertile ground and nourishment."

"And you, sir, will be his gardener."

"And what about the Emperor?"

After Han Mingxuan finished asking his question, the two looked at each other and then both laughed.

"Ha ha!"

Everyone knows that the Emperor is a tech geek who excels in every subject but falls short in science and engineering.

The kind that just digs the hole but doesn't bother to fill it.

"It seems the Teacher I'm going to teach are going to be a big problem."

"But you have always been the best Teacher, Mr. Han, you will do it."

"Alright, I won't keep you from your lunch break."

Just as the Primarch were relaxing on Nostramo, Han Mingxuan contacted Malcador for the first time regarding Imperium affairs.

"Old Ma, how have you been lately?"

"Busy."

Busy? Everyone's busy, it's good to be busy.

"If Old Han 're contacting me just to make sarcastic remarks, then I think you can hang up now."

"No, regarding the Anti-Corruption matter you mentioned, I'd like to get involved. I wonder what Chancellor Excellency's opinion is?"

Am I dead?

This was Malcador's first reaction.

He vividly remembered how Han Mingxuan had been extremely unwilling to manage Imperium affairs when he was first put in charge.

What's going on now?

Why the sudden demand to take over Imperium affairs?

"Old Han, you're not kidding, are you?"

"I'm definitely not joking about this; it's just that I've come to terms with some things."

"What's up?"

"As the Father of Night, I believe I should exercise my authority."

After hearing Han Mingxuan's words, Malcador remained silent for a long time.

Then a loud laugh erupted.

"Haha! Good, good! Old Han, you've finally started to look like a decent human being!"

"What are you talking about? I'm not a monster."

"You know what, Old Han, you're actually starting to look more and more like Emperor."

"It's just that the Emperor doesn't have a choice; he has to stand in that position, while you do have a choice."

"Before this moment, you chose to be the person the Emperor wanted him to be; now you've chosen to be the person I and the Emperor want you to be, the person everyone wants you to be."

"That's what you, as a true Mortals, should be like."

What are Mortals like?

A Mortals can be noble and great, but he cannot be without desires.

In this era, noble and great people who are free from desires and wants are equated with gods.

"Furthermore, I think it would be much smoother for you to lead Slazov and his team in their Anti-Corruption efforts."

Lately, Malcador has been hearing Slazov tell him every day that he is the head of the Imperium Vermin.

Even the dignified Imperium Chancellor was somewhat depressed.