The Soul's Lament

"Where do you come from? I can sense that you shouldn't exist in this world, or rather, you shouldn't exist at this time."

The Lord of Changes laughed upon hearing the Emperor, a fusion of countless vocal qualities.

"You damned the Accursed, you're becoming more and more like us."

"Chaos Gods, I am not a god, and all of this is not what I desire."

"That cold, Black Sun is already hanging over the Sea of Souls, everything is as Prophecy, yet you still say you are not a god."

"It's all your fault."

"You broke the contract first. We agreed to split it 50/50, but you went back on your word, so we have no choice but to make you pay the price."

Hearing the words of the Lord of Change, the Emperor fell silent and eventually changed the subject.

Where is the Father of Night now?

You mean Mr. Han? You want to know, and I want to know too.

"The Accursed, I never imagined that humanity's future would be this rubbish."

"All of this..."

"None of this has anything to do with me. I was Chaos Gods in the 30k era, not even Chaos Gods in this world. You can't blame me."

Look at the 30k where Han Mingxuan is, and then look at the 40k in this world.

The difference is like heaven and earth; there's no comparison whatsoever.

It was at this moment that Tzeentch suddenly had a very strange feeling.

Simply put, it's exhilarating.

Yes, it was incredibly exhilarating.

Nostramo said it well: one cannot empathize with one's past self, Tzeentch is like that now.

When he started cursing the old man sitting on the throne, he suddenly understood Han Mingxuan's feelings.

I need help.

"I can't help you, the Accursed. I came here to find someone, not to work."

"But he hasn't come here yet, while you have. If you don't cooperate with the Imperium, your only fate is death."

Upon hearing this from the Old Cured Meat, Tzeentch fell silent.

Because what the other person said was true.

Although they all hated this the Accursed, the Accursed's power was indeed terrifying.

Tell me your conditions.

"You helped the Imperium through the crisis, and I will guarantee your safety until the Father of Night arrives."

"Make a deal."

Then the once Lord of Change became the dignified prime Chancellor.

This time, the appointment of the Chancellor did not follow the normal Bureaucratic System promotion route.

Instead, it was the Emperor himself who manifested.

At this moment, a man stood before the Emperor's throne in the Throne Room.

His black hair was neatly combed, and his bright blue eyes shone with wisdom.

Wearing a dark blue suit, a Glasses, and carrying a black Staff, his gentle and refined demeanor was undeniable.

If anyone familiar with Han Mingxuan were present, they would notice that the appearance of this Lord of Change is very similar to Han Mingxuan's.

"Lord Sinleech, please come with me."

A High Lord led Sinleech to the Chancellor's Residence in the Adeptus Administratum.

"Alright, you can all go now. I need to organize some things."

"Yes, sir."

After Tzeentch left the Throne Room, he immediately learned all the news from the entire Adeptus Administratum of State Affairs, but that's precisely what gave him a headache.

Although he had some foresight into the utter depravity of the entire Imperium of Man, he still found it hard to accept when the time actually came.

But to survive, he had no choice but to do this; if he didn't cooperate with the Imperium of Man, those four lumps in the Warp would devour him.

Because of Han Mingxuan's presence, his transformation of the Imperium was profound.

Although Sinleech was reluctant to admit it, it was precisely because of Han Mingxuan's existence that he was able to absorb some Positive Authority in that era, though it was very little, but he could control it.

The Positive Authority he now possesses is the most precious and unparalleled thing to the Chaos Gods of this world.

And so, the once-great Lord of Change began his career in the Administratum.

Meanwhile, in the Official History timeline 30k, Nostramo.

"Puff!"

"Trazyn, what's wrong?!"

Trazyn, who was enjoying a hearty meal at the Food Street, suddenly trembled all over and then vomited a mouthful of black blood.

When Orikan had gone to the Food Street with him, saw the change in Trazyn, he immediately became nervous.

He and Trazyn usually didn't get along, but if something really happened to Trazyn, Orikan was genuinely worried.

"I... I don't know either, but I have to go back now."

Orikan took Trazyn's Staff and helped him back home.

Trazyn returned home, sat down in a chair, picked up his Staff again, and reached for the green apple on the table with his other hand.

But his hands were shaking violently—no, now they weren't just shaking, they were flailing wildly and erratically. Not only that, he was covered in cold sweat and seeing stars.

"Trazyn, you wait here, I'm going to find Jia now."

"Don't rush, I... I want to try again!"

Trazyn slumped in his chair, trying again and again to grab the apple, but he couldn't get it; he had no strength in his hand.

He then tried to prop himself up with the help of his Staff, but as soon as he stood up, his legs began to tremble.

"Orikan, give me... give me the apple."

Orikan quickly handed an apple to Trazyn, who then gripped it tightly with all his might.

But not long after, he started crying.

"Waaaah! Old Han! Old Han! My brother!!"

"Puff!"

A mouthful of blood sprayed directly onto Orikan's face, and then Trazyn became barely breathing.

"Quickly... quickly go find... find the Silent King, and... and Curze, hurry!"

Upon hearing Trazyn's plan, Orikan panicked and forgot to use Phase Shifting.

He only remembered it halfway there.

When he arrived at the Silent King's house, he saw the Silent King holding Continuum.

"Orikan's here. What's the rush?"

"Trazyn... Trazyn..."

"Have some water and talk slowly. Did you somehow eat the entire Food Street along with Trazyn?"

"Trazyn is in critical condition. He told me to contact you and Curze, immediately!"

"What?"

Upon hearing this, the Silent King quickly handed the child over to Urtana and then took Orikan back to Trazyn's residence.

During this time, he contacted all the high-ranking members of the now- Resurrection Necrontyr Dynasty.

"Trazyn, what's wrong with you?"

The Silent King looked at the half-dead Trazyn and felt very worried.

"Silent King, I... my soul is crying out in anguish, Old Han... Old Han, he..."

Before Trazyn could finish speaking, sorrow filled his throat.

Large tears streamed down her face as if they were free.

"What's wrong with Mr. Han?!" the Silent King asked.