Nurgle's Garden

"Have you been waiting long?"

"There's no need to rush conversations between elders, sir."

What do you want to talk to me about?

"Regarding a transaction, and some results from my divination."

Hearing what Nurgle said, Han Mingxuan fell into deep thought.

Han Mingxuan originally thought that the most mysterious of the Four Gods was Tzeentch, but now it seems that the most mysterious one is actually Nurgle.

"Okay, so where do we go?"

"Please come to my Garden of Nurgle for a chat, sir."

"Garden of Nurgle? Are you sure it's not some stinking ditch?"

"Sir, please don't hold such prejudice against me. Out of respect for you, I will not do anything."

"I hope so. If there's anything that bothers me, I'll burn it to the ground."

"Hehehe, please, sir."

Then Nurgle's phantom vanished without a trace, and a door appeared in front of Han Mingxuan.

After pushing open the door and entering, Han Mingxuan found that it was indeed not a place overflowing with pus and various viruses.

It is actually a Garden of Nurgle in the truest sense of the word.

Then he saw a fat old man.

"Although I've seen you once before on Nuceria, I must say you look much more pleasant now."

"Sir, you flatter me. Please have some tea."

"I'm afraid my stomach will get upset if I drink your tea."

"Please don't refuse, sir. Let me express my gratitude with this cup of tea."

This time, it wasn't Nurgle who spoke, but a woman who came out of the house.

"Tsk tsk tsk, an old cow eating young grass."

This woman is clearly Isha, the Aeldari Goddess of Life who was forcibly married by Nurgle.

"What are you going to thank me for, Aeldari's Goddess of Life?"

"Sir, the changes you have brought to Slaanesh are evident throughout the entire Warp. As the Mother Goddess of Aeldari, I express my heartfelt gratitude to you."

"I only did what was in the ordinary for her to change, you don't need to thank me. Now I'm more curious about what important matter Nurgle has to discuss with me?"

Hearing that Han Mingxuan had no intention of exchanging pleasantries and was going straight to the point, Nurgle's previously cheerful face turned serious.

After a few seconds of silence, Nurgle slowly spoke.

"Sir, according to my Prophecy, the entire universe will be plunged into Despair."

"Despair?"

"Are you out of your mind and just here to joke with me? Do you really think the entire universe is in Despair, given the current state of mind of the Primarch of the Imperium?"

This is truly a work worthy of the British; the Western system really does have its own unique national characteristics.

In Huaxia, there might be a tendency towards sexual repression, but in Europe and America, there's a pure and simple love of repression.

Think of Horus.

The initial cause of the Horus Heresy was that the Warmaster believed the Emperor no longer loved him.

Even the rebellious Primarch in the Original Canon share this common characteristic.

Therefore, from the moment he picked up Curze, Han Mingxuan adjusted his position and mindset.

He knew he couldn't educate the Primarch in any way; the only thing he could give Primarch was to raise them as human beings and give them love.

So far, his educational plan has been successful.

This reminded him of a book he had once read called "The Education of Love," though he couldn't recall the specifics.

He's been too busy these past few years dealing with all sorts of messy things at the Imperium, and hasn't really had time to revisit that book in his head.

Therefore, Han Mingxuan firmly believes that there will be no problems with the current Primarch of the Imperium.

"No, sir, I rarely Prophecies, nor is it my Prophecy, but my Prophecies are never wrong."

Please always believe, no matter when or where, that the wildness and Desires of life will not go astray.

"The Desire for life, if misguided, can lead to utter ruin."

If Tzeentch had said that, Han Mingxuan would have slapped him twice across the face first.

But now that it was Nurgle who was saying this, Han Mingxuan had to seriously consider it.

Do you have any clues? Or do you have a general timeframe for Prophecy this future?

"The approximate timeframe is roughly the same as the timeline in the original destiny chart."

"What???"

Wasn't that during Horus Heresy?

Han Mingxuan remembered that, according to the official timeline, the Horus Heresy occurred in m30.203.

The massacre at the landing site made Horus's stance clear: he declared Horus Heresy.

Furthermore, he boasted that he would place the Emperor in Slaanesh's position and create a Pantheon.

After the Horus Heresy ended, the Imperium of Man struggled into its 31st millennium, followed by the War of the Beasts and the Age of Apostasy.

The Imperium's divine attributes truly began to explode.

Han Mingxuan never expected that he would have his own existence now.

The Despair future that Nurgle spoke of will come to pass.

"Do you have any suggestions, Nurgle?"

"My advice is simple, sir. First, if Despair is inevitable in the future, then please leave a seed of hope for this world."

"Secondly, do you remember the last time we discussed this together, you dragged him into the Well of Eternity with you?"

"Of course I remember that. That coward must have been scared to death."

"That's not the point, sir. The point is that there's some dust on your trousers; that's the Embers of Hope."

"Embers of Hope? Tzeentch really throw his authority into the Well of Eternity?"

"At least some of them were thrown there, but he couldn't find them, so he sent his men to look for them, and that's how the Weaver of Fate came to be."

"However, unlike other powers, hope and Miracles, once abandoned, are difficult to regain."

"So far, his Positive Authorities don't favor him. Clearly, hope has come to you, or rather, you have rediscovered hope."

Tsk.

I remember that after he came back that time, Urtana washed his clothes.

I have no idea where I can find that pinch of ash.

"And then, as of now, I really don't know where to find even a tiny speck of dust."

"No need to look for it, sir. The Embers of Hope are right there; they will appear if you so desire."

"As for the second suggestion, sir."

"What?"

"I hope you beat Tzeentch."

?

Is that correct?

Why are you suddenly bringing this up with me? Although I do really dislike that jerk, I'm not in the mood to talk to him right now.

"Sir, you don't understand. The Despair I Prophecy is absolute Despair, while the feigned hope is still hope."

Tsk.

This is so troublesome.

"You mean that Tzeentch, that jerk, really jumped into the well?"

"I have no idea, sir."

"Okay, that jerk only knows how to dig holes for others. I'll definitely give him a piece of my mind when I get the chance. Also, thanks for telling me all this."

"Everything is for this universe, sir. Although we are Chaos Gods, if this universe disappears, we will have no foundation for existence."