The Damned She-Wolf

"Honestly, Erda, what's the point of your life?"

?

"Sir, I..."

"You threw your sons all over the universe, and now look what's happened! Half of them are either stubborn or inflexible, just adding to my workload. Are you brain-dead?"

"I have my reasons, sir, Neoth..."

"Don't be ridiculous. You were completely wrong from the moment you tried to find humanity in this Huangpizi."

"I know better than you that once Emperor unleashes his humanity, it undoubtedly means he has found a very useful tool, and he intends to use it to the fullest extent."

"Sir, I... I love him."

Like?

"Haha! Emperor, it's not easy, it's not easy at all! Someone actually said they love you, you Roman she-wolf, that's hilarious!"

Nothing happened at the scene, except for Endymion had fainted.

"You know what, Erda, when you said you loved the Emperor, it was as outrageous as Slaanesh confessing his love to me. It was absolutely shocking."

"But it's true."

"So you just threw your sons into the whole universe?"

"I did this to protect them."

"And this fully demonstrates your incompetence as Perpetual, if you hadn't thrown them out in the first place, if you had stood there and watched them grow up."

"At this moment, the Demigods of the Imperium won't have so many problems, because you are here; you will be their anchor."

"But your actions have proven in the most perfect way that you are a stupid idiot, and you are exactly the kind of person Tzeentch likes best."

Who is it?

"A self-important clown."

Clang.

"You kids outside, if you've had enough, get out here already."

Every Primarch on Terra was present, including Curze.

"You damned Roman she-wolf, listen to me carefully! I don't care what happens to others, but if you dare to harm my student, you can expect to have a chat with the Silent King."

Why call Curze over of all people?

Unfortunately, apart from Curze, the other Primarch were also present.

This puts Han Mingxuan in a very difficult position. There are some things he can't say too clearly, because if he does, Perturabo will set Terra ablaze again.

"Old friend, I just want them to see each other."

"How considerate you are, Your Emperor. Tell me, who are you trying to use this time?"

"Uncle, we..."

"Sanguinius, you don't understand the ins and outs here, just listen carefully."

"Your parents are no ordinary people. As the old saying goes, a bad soldier is a bad soldier, but a bad general makes a bad army."

"Your parents are Perpetual in the Imperium of Man, the rulers of the Imperium of Man, but your father was a tool, a gambler who put everything on the Gambling Table, including your mother."

"And your mother lived so many years in vain, abandoning you because of some so-called unrequited love."

"As parents, they are unfit and do not deserve forgiveness."

"Without her, Angron wouldn't have fallen into Khorne's lair, and Mortarion wouldn't have been pre-selected by Nurgle."

"Your brothers won't turn out like that either."

Sanguinius fell silent as he listened to Han Mingxuan's almost reprimanding words.

Indeed, if it weren't for my Uncle's help...

So what will become of his brothers?

The Lord of Iron is taciturn, but inwardly conflicted and lacking in honor.

A religious fanatic, devoutly religious, and utterly irrational.

The Phoenix, relentlessly pursuing illusory glory and perfection, is a hollow Primarch.

The Angel of Red Sand branded with the Butcher's Nails, the Lord of Death corrupted by poison gas.

Flayed Ones rules everything with fanatical fear and paranoia.

One case after another, one incident after another.

If these things come to pass, it will be a disaster for the Imperium!

As he thought about these things, fragments of the future automatically appeared in Sanguinius' mind.

The Angel of Red Sand has turned into a monster that only knows how to kill, Mortarion has been corrupted by poison, with rotting wings sprouting from its back.

Magnus's spine was broken, and he ultimately succumbed to the Daemon.

And his own Scions.

Permanently plagued by a genetic defect, he himself became a Vampire.

As for the great Wolf of Fenris Horus?

Sanguinius saw were corpses.

A mummified corpse lay before him, blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Another body lay before the Emperor, barely alive.

The Wolf of Fenris is dead.

"What a mess you two have made!"

Judging from Sanguinius's condition, Han Mingxuan knew that the old fox, Tzeentch, must have been hiding something.

It's not even the fortieth millennium yet; Emperors haven't been using toilets yet, and haven't absorbed that much faith.

In terms of Warp power alone, he really couldn't defeat those four.

The Black King isn't even awake yet, how can you hit him with your head?

The Emperor has very limited means to Tzeentch his goals.

Han Mingxuan gestured, and a golden character appeared on Sanguinius' forehead.

"Quiet."

In a short while, all the illusions vanished.

"Sanguinius, my child..."

"Erda, if you dare approach my student again, I'll tear you to pieces right now. I've told you, you're the most foolish clown in Tzeentch's hands."

"That was true then, and it's still true now. Look at what you've done!"

Sanguinius opened his eyes, which were filled with sorrow, and a single tear fell from them.

"Uncle, is this... really true?"

"I don't want to lie to you, child. If things proceed according to predetermined fate, the scenarios you see will likely unfold in many ways."

Han Mingxuan's voice was somewhat low.

Although the Primarch sometimes disagree, at least the brothers get along very well.

If things unfold according to that predetermined script, it's only a matter of time before the brothers turn against each other.

"Eight Brother, thankfully you've remained rational and fair throughout." Sanguinius gave Curze a tight hug.

This caught Curze off guard.

How did this Great Angel, who was perfectly fine, become like this?

"Alright, alright, so-called Prophecies are just a trick of fate to fool people. Be strong."

"But my Uncle said any of this could happen."

Sanguinius looked at everyone present, his heart heavy with emotion.

Everything he has now is undoubtedly the most precious thing to Sanguinius; he doesn't want that kind of future.

Admittedly, Great Angel never shun fate, but even Great Angel are horrified by such a dark and Despair future.

"Sanguinius, it seems you haven't been studying properly," Curze said with a smile.

"The Administratum is too busy, how could I possibly have the time?"

"Alright, alright, then I'll give you a lesson: 'Man can conquer nature.' That's a principle my Dad taught me."

"Besides, those things in the Warp aren't even heaven; they're more like maggots."

"That's right, Sanguinius, remember this: human will can conquer nature; this is an eternal truth," Han Mingxuan said with a smile.