Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 743 Emperor: Savior, perhaps I am... a god?!
Ron frowned upon hearing this and fell silent.

This is a very tricky problem.

"This day came even faster than I expected..." he thought to himself.

The subspace research department had made similar predictions before, but much later than now.

Now, the Emperor's dark forces have undergone a dramatic change ahead of schedule, catching him completely off guard.

"Perhaps this is destiny," the emperor muttered to himself, his voice incredibly aged.

Humanity will eventually perish, just as he, the ruler of humanity, is destined to ascend the golden throne.

The Emperor is an immortal being and the most powerful psychic wizard among humankind.

During his time in ancient Rome on Terra, he prophesied his ascension to the Golden Throne and the destruction of humanity.

At some point in time, humanity completely disappeared; there were no more humans.

This race, born in Terra, seems to have never existed; even the traces of their existence have been erased by time.

But the emperor was so confident and proud that he would not allow such a thing to happen to humankind.

"Human beings are such a brave, resilient, and creative species that they should not perish."

The emperor was determined to undo all of this.

He not only wants to save humanity from destruction, but also to ensure that humanity dominates the galaxy and survives forever!

That was the emperor's declaration of war against fate on behalf of humanity.

Under his secret guidance, humanity set foot on the stars and the sea, ushering in a golden age of unprecedented glory.

However, humanity was soon struck by the Iron Man's rebellion and nearly destroyed.

That tragic fate is about to arrive.

Even though the emperor turned the tide and secretly helped humanity win the Iron Man War.

However, humanity still fell into a long period of decline, with technology rapidly regressing, and some civilized worlds even regressing to the Stone Age.

After that, destruction from the warp began to stir.

The emperor knew that things could not continue like this.

He finally ventured out from behind the scenes to lead humanity forward as the Lord of Mankind.

The Emperor tricked the Chaos Gods into giving him about twenty portions of Warp Power, which he then combined with his own genes to create Primarchs and Space Marines.

He ended the warlord conflicts and unified Terra, and reunited humanity, planning to once again venture into the galaxy.

"Humanity, you are excellent, you are glorious, you deserve the whole universe!"

Forward! Under the banner of light, we will surely triumph!

The Emperor launched a Great Crusade, sending humanity's fleets once again to the galaxy to begin their final struggle for survival.

Everything is going smooth.

He believed he could change fate and bring glory to humanity once again.

Then the rebellion occurred, and he ascended the damned golden throne as prophesied.

Only then did this human ruler realize how difficult it was to change the course of fate.

Every step he took seemed to confirm all of this!
That is an extremely sad thing.

Even if the emperor struggled to maintain his position on the golden throne, he was still helpless.

He watched helplessly as humanity slid into the abyss, into the long, dark night, drawing ever closer to destruction, yet saw no hope of redemption.

This kind of hopeless perseverance is torture every moment.

But he had no other choice but to persevere.

It wasn't until the appearance of that kid Ron, the savior, that the Emperor saw new hope.

In his prophetic view of humanity's trajectory, there is no savior, and that is the opportunity for change!
Therefore, the emperor protected the savior and supported his actions almost without reservation.

He hoped that humanity could emerge from the darkness and change its damned fate!
The savior did not disappoint, injecting new life into the crumbling empire.

With astonishing wisdom and skill, he reorganized the empire and united the forces of humanity.

Step by step, it pulled humanity back from the abyss, giving us hope for victory and a prosperous revival.

Humanity is getting better little by little.

The emperor was greatly gratified to see humanity gradually emerge from the darkness.

Finally, someone can share the burden on my shoulders!

However, he soon discovered that fate had not spared him, nor had it spared humanity.

The power of faith in the sacred sun, along with the lurking darkness, inevitably grows.

He lost control more and more often, and his inner hope gradually faded away.

This time, the emperor's loss of control was unprecedented.

He suddenly realized that he had become one with the subspace and become a part of it.

The sacred sun has come incredibly close to the evil gods, perhaps even more terrifying.

His last remaining will could be lost at any moment, and he could be completely transformed into a detestable being.

"Ron."

The emperor gazed at the silent savior, his voice slightly hoarse:
"They're right, I've long since become a despicable being, but I've just never been willing to admit it."

"Perhaps I am... God."

For the first time, this ruler of mankind stopped being stubborn and stopped claiming that he was not a god.

Instead, they began to admit it.

His voice changed as he spoke the last part.

hiss~
Upon hearing this, Ron gasped, feeling a chill run down his spine and breaking out in a cold sweat.

"No, you are not!"

He immediately interrupted the emperor, speaking with righteous indignation:
"You can't just say that. How could you possibly be a god? It's completely illogical from any perspective."

Moreover, it's illegal.

I will not admit it, and neither will anyone else.

Recent research proves that evil gods lack humanity. Since you still retain humanity, you cannot be called a god; you can't just make definitions like that!

When the Emperor was proclaiming that he was not a god, Ron and the Primarchs still dared to make a few sarcastic remarks, saying that all the old man had left was his stubbornness.

When an emperor actually claims to be a god, that's terrifying.

We absolutely must not let him have such thoughts!
If an emperor truly believes he is a god, then he is utterly doomed and beyond saving; he will lose even the last shred of humanity.

Let the Lord of Darkness make his full appearance.

Ron had actually been preparing for this problem for a while.

They even incorporated these ideas into imperial laws and state religious texts.

Nowadays, anyone who dares to publicly declare that the emperor is a god is committing an illegal act, which is also forbidden in religious circles.

The emperor is the creator of the empire, the golden sun, and nothing else.

To describe an emperor in any other form or by any other means is an act of blasphemy.

This would obscure the emperor's existence as much as possible, leaving some related beliefs without a place to turn.

Ron explained to the Emperor from various angles the evidence and theories that the other party was not a god, until his throat was dry.

They even used their emotional manipulation skills to try and distract the old man.

"You're right, I am not a god," the emperor said slowly after a moment's thought.

He looked at the savior and smiled slightly: "I am human, and I will always be human."

You are the same.

"That's right!"

Ron concluded definitively: "Humans don't believe in any demons or monsters, they only believe that man can conquer nature."

We need to talk about ideals and science, and your current situation is also part of science.

Where there's a problem, there's an answer. If we can find the answer, we can resolve your out-of-control issue.

Ron rattled off a long speech, easing the Emperor's despair and anxiety.

He could also understand that the torment of ten thousand years and the constant erosion of dark forces had long since weakened the will of this human lord.

The other side is simply struggling to hold on for the sake of humanity.

Any other being would have succumbed to that terrifying dark power long ago.

As for the so-called fate, Ron didn't believe in it at all. If he could come into this world, what else couldn't he change?
"I believe you."

The emperor, having regained his composure, emphasized again:
"I am not a god, and never will be!"

Since he chose the savior as the new emperor, he should trust that the kid can solve the problem.

This Lord of Mankind's luminous personality is the most humane being, even more so than the Emperor in the later stages of the Great Crusade. Ron felt much more at ease seeing the Emperor start to be stubborn again.

Of course, deep down he was still a little panicked.

Things are slowly starting to get out of control.

However, in any case, the Emperor must not be informed of this plan going out of control, lest it further upset him.

That would cause the Emperor to turn evil faster, giving you less time to react.

"Let's talk about something else, like Dorn."

Ron changed the subject, saying very seriously:
"His injuries this time were quite serious, but more importantly, he suffered psychological trauma, which could affect the Empire's future defense."

In any case, the Lord of the Mountain Formation is the Primarch of the Empire who is most skilled at building defensive positions, and the Empire's future plans will not be complete without his presence.

They are also the best choice to protect Holy Terra, especially when I am not around.

Therefore, the other party's mental state is also very important.

Just look at the experiences of that arrogant and eccentric Peturabo and you'll understand.

That guy was once as loyal as Dorn, but he was manipulated by Chaos because of his jealousy and resentment.

In fact, most corrupted Primarchs are in a similar situation, corrupted by psychological weaknesses.

Therefore, Dorn's psychological problems should not be ignored.

The Emperor felt somewhat guilty when he thought about how he had beaten Dorn before.

He sighed:
"I was filled with anger at the time; none of this was what I wanted..."

"Sigh, you've wronged Dorn a bit, so please apologize."

Ron said that.

???

The emperor was stunned when he heard this; no one had ever asked him to admit his mistake so bluntly.

Moreover, it involves the original parent-child relationship.

"As the ruler of mankind, you must set a good example; otherwise, if everyone refuses to admit their mistakes, order will be disrupted."

Ron argued vehemently:

"How am I supposed to carry out my work after that? Besides, Dorn is your son, you should at least show him some concern, right?"

What if he develops psychological problems, leading to his downfall and... toppling your golden throne?!

Ron would never have said that if it were any other emperor personality or tyrannical emperor.

And it had no effect.

But the old man before me had an imperial personality, which was the most radiant, kind, and easy-going aspect of his character.

There is room for communication.

“You’re right, I should apologize to Dorn.” The Emperor hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Then he saw the savior turn on the recording equipment.

"You can begin now. I will pass it on to you later."

Ron pointed the recording equipment at the Emperor and said this.

This is the best approach; who knows what personality will emerge next?

What if the foul-mouthed emperor appears next time? Wouldn't he make that stubborn donkey Dorne depressed with his words?

? ? ? !
The emperor, the ruler of mankind, stood frozen in place.

His psionic avatar's lips twitched slightly, and for the first time, he felt that speaking was so difficult.

But under Ron's encouraging gaze, the Emperor seemed to have let go of some burden, looking at the camera:

"Dorn, my son."

When you and your brother were born, I told you…

This Lord of Mankind, like a true father, spoke of the joy of the Primarch's birth and many other heartfelt words.

Including feelings of guilt towards them.

Ron was somewhat surprised, as this was very different from the Emperor he remembered. What Primarch Father?
This may be the innermost thought of the emperor, the feudal father of ancient Rome, or perhaps it is the feeling of this enlightened personality itself.

But in any case, these words undoubtedly soothe the hearts of the Primarchs.

Valuable material, don't miss this opportunity, stenographical recording!

After the emperor finished speaking, he fell into a deep sleep in a daze, in order to resist the encroachment of darkness.

He seemed to be in a much better mood and was quite at ease.

Ron didn't bother the Emperor any further and turned to leave the throne room.

He frowned.

Although he had comforted the emperor, the situation was indeed far from optimistic.

"Hopefully, Kaul can make a breakthrough; otherwise, if the Dark Lord descends, humanity will inevitably face destruction, and there will be no way to stop it."

Then humanity will have no choice but to flee.

Ron thought to himself.

In order to preserve the human race, I have made a lot of preparations, including a plan to wander.

Since we can no longer stay in the Milky Way, let's preserve the spark of life and go beyond the Milky Way to seek refuge and reproduce.

We'll come back when the opportunity is right.

The Silent King followed this path before, which suggests that there should be many habitable areas outside the Milky Way.

As long as the wandering fleet isn't too unlucky and doesn't run into a giant devourer or an even stronger alien life form, it'll be fine.

Of course, that was humanity's last resort for survival after all other plans had failed.

It will not be activated unless it is certain that humanity will truly be unable to survive in the galaxy.

Before that, I still have to try my best to see if I have a chance to win.

After Ron came out, he instructed the captain of the throne guard:
"The great sages of the Cult of Mechanics will come to inspect the Golden Throne; cooperate with them as much as possible."

He needs to know the specific extent of the damage to the Golden Throne and how long it can last, in order to adjust the subsequent defense system and plans.

"As you wish."

The commander of the throne guards bowed his head and accepted the order, daring not to disobey in the slightest.

He watched the savior's departing figure with a hint of reverence on his face.

……

Sanctuary Sanatorium.

A gentle breeze rustled across the grassland, and the faint sound of sobbing could be heard.

"Father!"

Dorn knelt on the ground, crying like a lost child who had finally found his way home, his broad shoulders trembling.

Tears streamed down my face.

He had never cried like this before, not even with his savior standing beside him.

The savior projected the recorded image of the emperor, conveying that apology and a message.

After reading it, Dorn cried his heart out, as if all his grievances had vanished.

He felt that he was the emperor's most beloved son, without exception.

After crying for an unknown amount of time, Dorn's emotions finally calmed down.

He wiped away his tears and looked up at the savior:
"Thank you, my savior. I owe you so much."

Dorn knew that without the savior, he might have suffered even more severe injuries in that out-of-control situation.

It could even endanger their lives.

Fortunately, the savior rescued him and brought his father back from the brink of collapse, and the Golden Throne remained unharmed.

The master of this mountain formation was unaware of the emperor's exact condition.

Ron kept the news under wraps.

No one outside the palace was allowed to know the true nature of the emperor and the golden throne.

Even the original body.

He knew that if this news got out, it would cause unprecedented panic.

"That's what I should do."

Ron raised his hand and patted Dorn on the shoulder, saying slowly:
"But you...you didn't even call me 'big brother'?"

(End of this chapter)