The Last Letter Home

Yes, why would it be Slaanesh?

Slaanesh's question made Han Mingxuan pause for a moment, then he chuckled.

"You are different from the other gods."

"No the same?"

"Yes, you... are growing up."

Buzz.

Slaanesh's mind went blank for a moment.

"Growth...?"

"Yes, all the other gods, regardless of their circumstances, have experienced both the positive and negative aspects; they are adults."

"But you are different. Your birth is the price of the Aeldari's fall. From the moment you tried to gain Positive Authority from me, I knew you had changed."

"You've gained more possibilities, more hopeful possibilities."

As the saying goes, children should be raised from a young age, just as trees should be grown from saplings.

"Changing an adult is far more difficult than changing a child, so I'm willing to believe you."

I believe you can make good use of these powers.

"Sir... thank you."

Slaanesh said nothing, but bowed to Han Mingxuan and accepted his gift with great care.

"Okay, can you prepare a room for me?"

"Aren't you... leaving?"

"What, you're not welcoming me anymore?" Han Mingxuan said with a smile.

"No, no, it's just that in my memory, you've always been decisive and efficient. I never expected you to stop by my place."

"Haha, because a calamity is about to befall this world, and looking around, it seems like only your place is relatively quiet."

"Thank you for your trust, please come with me."

Slaanesh led Han Mingxuan to a simple study, where everything was already prepared.

After Han Mingxuan sat down, Slaanesh did not leave; instead, she ground ink for him.

It must be said that, as the God of Beauty and Craft, every movement of Slaanesh was impeccable.

Han Mingxuan then began to write.

My son, Curze, seeing this is like seeing you in person. Don't worry.

My nephew, Sevatar, seeing this letter is like seeing you in person. Please don't worry.

And so, Han Mingxuan wrote the beginnings of five thousand letters, and then began writing them one by one.

Han Mingxuan wrote two letters that morning.

A letter is at least ten thousand words long, detailing everything from the arrangements made after his departure to the strengths and weaknesses of each person.

"Sir, this is too much of a burden for them."

Slaanesh had read the Evernight Secret Edict that Han Mingxuan had given her, so she knew the Emperor's plan.

She also knew that Han Mingxuan was doing this to appease the Evernight Legion.

But Slaanesh had some concerns.

Can it really hold up?

"Is it heavy? Maybe. I'm just doing my best to calm them down. Hopefully, it will work."

Han Mingxuan spent more than half a year writing five thousand letters.

However, that's one of the advantages of Warp: spacetime can be basically defined by oneself.

But Slaanesh didn't do that; she simply spent those times quietly with the man.

"Phew, finally finished writing."

"Sir, please take a rest."

"Alright, by the way, please put these things away. Give the letter to them once the plan is implemented."

Me?

"Yes, when that time really comes, the Imperium will definitely be in chaos. It's actually surprisingly safe for you to keep it here."

"But what if they don't believe me?"

"Simple."

Han Mingxuan spoke, he took out something.

"These are... Glasses?"

"Yes, it's for my own use. Just take it to Curze, and he'll believe you."

"Alright, I've kept you occupied for too long, I should go now."

"Please wait, sir, please wait."

"How..."

Wow...

A perfectly balanced fragrance wafted into Han Mingxuan's nostrils, and before his sense of touch could even assess the situation, Slaanesh's voice rang out.

"With the supreme will of the Empyrean as witness, Slaanesh hereby blesses the great Father of Night, Han Mingxuan."

"Whether in darkness or light, whether in hardship or disaster, may you emerge unscathed, turn danger into safety, let Chaos bow down, and remain untainted by evil."

May he have a safe and successful journey, in the name of love and beauty.

"Sir, please keep this with you."

Han Mingxuan regained his sight, and then he saw what Slaanesh was holding.

"The Crone Sword?"

"Yes, sir, although you averted my Fated Death, the power of the Crone Sword remains."

"Keep it with you, just in case."

Thanks, now I really have to go.

"I'll take you there."

Slaanesh led Han Mingxuan all the way to the core of Khorne's Sphere of Influence.

"We've accompanied you all this way; let's part ways here."

"Gentlemen..."

"Even after a thousand miles of travel, we must part ways. Go."

Okay, take care.

After Slaanesh left, Khorne appeared.

"Sir, this is your first time visiting my place."

"Yes, and I also have some things to tell you."

"You... never mind, there's no point in testing him now, please speak, sir."

Han Mingxuan didn't say much, but simply handed the letter he had prepared to Khorne.

After watching it, Khorne didn't feel much anger or surprise.

"The Dark King has not yet awakened, but the true nature of His destiny has already begun to emerge."

Erosion and destruction.

The more chaotic the situation, the stronger the Dark King's power becomes.

Chaos reached its peak when the Dark King descended and purged everything.

"What's wrong, sir? Do you have any questions?"

"Yes, there are two."

"Speaking."

"First, you don't seem so angry anymore. Second, you just called him by his first name, didn't you?"

Khorne was silent for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Haha, Mr. Han, you're still as wise as ever."

"Then I'll answer them one by one."

"First of all, as the first god to merge with Positive Authority, my condition is much better than that of other Warp. Although the process was painful, I have found a balance."

"I am the Blood God, the God of War, and also the God of Justice and Courage. Enduring pain and balancing my power is not difficult, so my anger can be controlled."

"Oh, by the way, whether in the past or the future, I've always been second, precisely because of my balancing power."

Han Mingxuan nodded, awaiting Khorne's second answer.

"As for the second question, the more chaotic the situation, the Black King; conversely, the more Order, the weaker the Black King becomes. Calling him by his name is perfectly acceptable."

Han Mingxuan nodded and got up to leave.

"Wait, sir."

"What's wrong?"

"I know his plans, but I know nothing of yours. Therefore, with the supreme will of the Empyrean as my witness, allow me to offer you my blessing."

In the name of the god of war, the god of courage and justice, may you be invincible and unstoppable.

Buzz!

A golden-red power erupted, and the War God Weapon that was already on Han Mingxuan's body appeared.

Then, all the power merged together, forming a suit of armor and a crown.

"This is too expensive."

"It's nothing, sir. I can sense that your upcoming plans are important, so this is necessary."

"Go ahead and do it, sir."