Isstvan III

Listening to these things, seeing the current scene, and reflecting on the fate I betrayed.

Fulgrim walked over to Magnus.

"Hey bro, can I move over a bit?"

Magnus didn't say anything, but simply made way for Fulgrim.

"Please continue, Curze."

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself; just treat it like listening to a horror story."

"When I was a child, my Dad would tell me bedtime stories, and I would always be startled awake because of his Prophecy abilities."

After offering a brief word of comfort to Fulgrim, Curze continued recounting what happened next.

"It is well known that Fulgrim's pursuit of perfection borders on nitpicking, especially after obtaining that sword, his tolerance for imperfection plummeted to rock bottom."

"At the same time, his behavior began to become erratic and obsessive."

"This change in Fulgrim also affected his Legion, and the warriors within the Legion."

"The Space Marines, Emperor's Children, began to pursue endless sensory stimulation, and gradually, the Legion's faith and honor were replaced by distorted Desires."

"Fulgrim originally had the time and opportunity to discover these things. But his pursuit of perfection had gradually eroded his mind, making it impossible for him to turn back."

"It was at this time that the Warmaster Horus rose in rebellion, thus beginning the Horus Heresy."

"By this time, Fulgrim had already been Corruption the Daemon, and coupled with his respect for Horus, he ultimately sided with Horus."

"Of course, just like acting in a play, all of this is just the preliminary preparation; the climax is only just beginning."

"Everything happened on Istvaan III, when, in addition to the XVI Legion, the Third Legion, Twelfth, and XIV Legion also responded to Horus's call."

"Before advancing towards Terra, at Horus's behest, they deployed all the distrusted members of the Legion who remained loyal to the Imperium and the Emperor to the Planet of Isstvan 3."

"100,000 elite troops, 100,000 loyal soldiers, became their pawns at this moment."

"But that's how the world is; even in the midst of shameful betrayal, there will always be a glimmer of unparalleled loyalty."

"Thor Tarvitz, Emperor's Children, Garviel Loken, a member of the new generation of the Four Kings Council of Luna Wolves."

"And the combat Company Commander of the Dusk Raiders, Nathaniel Jarro, the existence of these three undoubtedly proves the value of loyalty."

"When the Legion arrived at Istvaan III, they proceeded as planned, dropping loyalists onto the surface, where they were met with Virus Bombs."

"Virus Bomb?" Sanguinius asked again, somewhat uncertain.

"Yes, this wave of Virus Bomb directly wiped out 8 billion Mortals and 40,000 loyal Space Marines on the Planet."

Shocking!

This is absolutely outrageous!

Billions of Mortals, tens of thousands of loyal Astartes.

"Is this... a horror story or just destiny?"

Guilliman listened to these cruel figures, and these figures were the work of the Primarch!

"Unfortunately, Roboute, this is the original fate."

The Night Haunter sat silently to one side, but Roboute noticed the change in him.

It's that familiar feeling again, that damn smile.

Cold-blooded, cruel, and tinged with bitterness and sorrow.

Roboute knew that things were probably about to get really bad.

Sure enough, what Curze said next sent chills down everyone's spines.

"During this time, Tarvitz noticed the eerie atmosphere within the Legion, so he asked the Ancient Rylanor to go to the surface in his place."

"It was precisely because of this action that he was able to transmit the news of the Primarch's betrayal to the surface, allowing the loyalists who had been abandoned there to survive—a survival fraught with immense hardship."

Similarly, Nathaniel Jarro, using the Eisenstein warship he had captured to cover Tarvitz's entry to the surface, began his arduous journey towards Terra, intending to bring this news back to Terra.

"It is precisely because of this that nearly two-thirds of the loyal forces have been preserved."

"On the ground battlefield, Tarvitz, along with Garviel Loken and Torgaddon from the Luna Wolves, performed exceptionally well."

"Curze is right, their loyalty is truly admirable, and it must be said, you all have good sons."

The last sentence was spoken by the Night Haunter, and now Primarch present are afraid of the Night Haunter speaking.

Because the Night Haunter is unlike Curze, Curze at least still values brotherhood and speaks without personal feelings or criticism.

But the Night Haunter is different. When he recounts that original destiny, he will do everything he can to mock and ridicule, just like he is now.

"At that time, Angron had become a complete slave to the Butcher's Nails; rage had taken over his mind and corrupted his soul."

"When he sensed that loyal Space Marines were still alive on the surface of Isstvan III, he immediately descended to the surface with his trusted Scions. He needed a war to punish those who had disobeyed him."

The Night Haunter's words filled Angron with shame.

From his current perspective, it wasn't his Scions who betrayed him, but rather he who betrayed his own Scions.

"Of course, Angron's handling of this matter was a lucky accident; if it weren't for his initiative in leading people to Isstvan III..."

"The Warmaster's original plan for a quick cleanup wouldn't have turned into a protracted battle, thus preventing Terra from gaining any time."

"Furthermore, Angron, you need not feel sad or ashamed about this, because ever since you were implanted with the Butcher's Nails, among all the Primarch, the Emperor has made no secret of using you as a tool."

"After all, back then, compared to your other brothers, you were just an angry butcher."

"Alright, that concludes the story of Istvaan III for now. Let's return to Fulgrim."

Just when Fulgrim was about to get some rest, he suddenly felt as if his soul was being gripped.

This feeling was really unpleasant; he had begun to understand Magnus from earlier.

Why does the conversation keep reverting to focusing on myself?

"After this purge of the untrustworthy, the rebels continued their march, and Terra received the news."

"Subsequently, Fulgrim's fall from grace became increasingly irreversible."

"Wait, Night Haunter."

"What's wrong, kind Iron Father?"

"Can you... be serious for once?"

"Oh? Why is that?"

"I get chills down my spine whenever I see you smile now."

Cold-blooded, cruel, and tinged with bitterness and sorrow.

"Don't worry, your original fate has nothing to do with you. I'm just telling you scary stories now, so don't take it to heart."

"Can Curze speak?"

Of course... no!