Warhammer: Lord of the Endless Monsters

Chapter 508 The Emperor's Resolute Action Reveals the Truth of Chaos
The Emperor's words left everyone present somewhat bewildered; they did not understand what the great God-Emperor was going to do.
"My people, this story begins with a child. In order to complete the Great Expedition, I personally destroyed the perfect city he had created."

I broke that child's heart. But if I could choose again, I would still do it. The Emperor told all the people of Perfect City, and everyone in Terra, about the events of Perfect City without holding back.

"Great Emperor, is that child... is he the Primarch?"

"Great Emperor, why are you telling us the story of this traitor?"

Some high-ranking officials, nobles, and even some state religious officials who knew what had happened immediately showed expressions of fear.

They were very familiar with this story, because it was a story from ten thousand years ago, found in history textbooks.

"That child was wrong; he worshipped me like a god! But I wanted to tell him that I am not a god!"
But since I sat on the Golden Throne, my thoughts have changed. If it weren't for the prayers of all mankind, if it weren't for the hope bestowed upon me by all mankind, I could not have remained on the Golden Throne for 10,000 years, and I could not have allowed the human race to continue for 10,000 years.

We went extinct 10,000 years ago!
The mistake that child made ten thousand years later saved the entire empire; the scriptures he compiled and the books he wrote became the treasures of the state religion. He was the true father of the state religion.
He was Luo Jia, the original genetic prototype of the 17th Legion, the true author of the State Religion's scriptures, and the true founder of the State Religion. "The Emperor chose to reveal part of the truth."

Perhaps there is no need to hide Chaos anymore in the future. For ten thousand years, humanity has been constantly concealing the existence of Chaos and the Chaos Gods, trying to create a world without gods. But the Emperor discovered that after ten thousand years, time and facts proved that he was wrong, terribly wrong.

Ordinary people know nothing of Chaos, nor of the truth of the betrayal; they only know that ten thousand years ago, the warlord Horus betrayed the empire.

They wanted to overthrow the rule of the Great Emperor, but they didn't understand why the War General betrayed them, or why the first War General returned to the God Emperor's side.
Ordinary people had no idea about Chaos Space Marines or Chaos Demons, and thought that the warp was just a vague and ethereal world.

At this very moment, some high-ranking officials of the empire, and even some representatives from other empires, sensed that something big was about to happen today. It seemed that the emperor was about to break a tradition that had lasted for ten thousand years in the empire!

"Ten thousand years ago, during the Great Expedition, I deceived all of humanity! I lied to humanity, saying that this world was materialistic, that this world only contained science, but this was false!"
"There are gods in this world, incredibly powerful gods." The Emperor's voice resounded like a great bell throughout all the empire's citizens present, who stared in disbelief at the towering God-Emperor before them.

"Your Majesty, the god you spoke of, is it you? You are that god?"

"It must be so. The great God-Emperor is the only true God in the world, and you have always led us."

"The Golden Throne is your divine throne!" some ordinary citizens of the empire shouted, hoping for a response from the God-Emperor.

"No! I am not one of those most powerful gods. They exist in the warp, they are insulators of the real universe, they are representatives of corruption, they are synonyms for evil, they are apostles of chaos."

They represent four kinds of despair and madness; they are four extremely evil deities in the Warp.

"They crave to corrupt human souls every moment, to drag humanity into the abyss of hell, that demonic abyss, attempting to corrupt my people," the Emperor declared.

Today, at this very moment, he is going to reveal some of the truths about this world. He wants all the people of the empire, even the mortals, to know about the existence of the Chaos Demon.

Because simply concealing the truth is useless; it only makes it easier for confused believers to proselytize. People don't know the truth, and they think they are worshipping a good god, but in fact, the most evil god.

Many of the Empire's worlds are filled with oppressive lives for ordinary people, lives that are worse than death, and can even be described as tragic.

Behind each of those machine servants that serve the world of casting is a vibrant life, a slave installed on the production line.

They were all once vibrant lives, vibrant citizens of the empire!
Living such a miserable life, they do not understand the truth of this world. Once a god who spreads good hope appears, it is easy to corrupt mortals. But what if mortals know the truth?

If you knew the other side was a demon, would you still go?
"I have another story to tell you, a story of a fallen demon world."

That was eight thousand years after I sat on the Golden Throne, on a planet that was conquered by Chaos Space Marines and became a demon world.

It was a corrupt world ruled by the demon Slaanesh, where humans had six fingers, each with four joints, long, snake-like tongues, purple eyes, and twisted, goat hooves.

They call this beauty.

They don't even distinguish between men and women; everyone is both female and male, capable of impregnating others or getting pregnant on their own.

Babies there are born in just six months. After they are born, they don't cry like human babies. Instead, they laugh out loud the moment they are born, feeling endless joy and happiness.

Each of them is a perfect artist, learning various arts from a young age—painting, music. They paint with blood and craft musical instruments from human bones. Their lifespan is only 36 years; they die laughing. Every 216 years, a grand sacrificial carnival takes place across the planet.

All the residents dressed up in their finest clothes, wearing light gauze, and danced decadent dances, then walked along the six streets called Carnival Avenue.

Their flesh and blood were ripped out, their souls were torn apart, they let out piercing screams, and were then ground to dust, completing an ascension ritual that gave birth to a demon prince.

Every 216 years, all of humanity on the planet is sacrificed to become food and nourishment for the demons.

Then they will once again corrupt other human worlds, taking away humans and dropping them onto that planet in a never-ending cycle. This is the world of demons. The Emperor recounted a seemingly absurd and terrifying, yet true story, of a world corrupted by the Slaanesh demon.

Slaanesh loves the number 6, so everything in that world is 6. Mortals can only live for 36 years, babies can be born in just 6 months, they have six fingers, and every 216 years, hundreds of millions of inhabitants of the entire planet will be sacrificed.

This story echoed throughout Holy Terra, sending chills down the spines of all its inhabitants.

The ancients could hardly believe that under the rule of the divine emperor, there existed such a depraved and vicious world.

"Great, great God-Emperor, those evil beings, he, he will be destroyed by your angels of death, surely he will?"

"They will be wiped out, but they were once human!"
"Such a depraved world, countless, with countless empires' citizens, countless humans, corrupted by them, turned into this living hell," the Emperor said.

Compared to the other evil gods, the demon world ruled by Slaanesh is relatively better.

At least people there can live to 36 years old. At least they can enjoy a normal life, go to school to study art, and sing songs.

In Khorne's world, you are born to experience war; war is everything.

In the filthy world, you don't need to do anything; your body will be infested with maggots, viruses will accompany you, stench will follow you, and your body will rot and twist.

But you won't feel it, because you'll only feel how wonderful it is, this is the enjoyment your loving father bestows upon you.

The Emperor's speech terrified all of humanity. They never imagined that in a world without the protection of a divine emperor, a corrupt world ruled by those chaotic evil spirits could be so cruel.

"There was once a planetary governor who superstitiously believed that the Slaanesh demons would bring him immortality and pleasure. He sacrificed half of the planet's population, which brought about the arrival of the Slaanesh army."

But what he received was not a reward.

But his son was skinned alive and reduced to a skeleton, while his wife was skinned alive in front of him and then danced in a bloody manner, emitting screams.

His own flesh was cut off piece by piece; this is chaos, this is the truth of everything. "Rhodes said.

This was the first time he had faced a demon, and also the first time the Emperor's incarnation had appeared.

The Emperor is right. Rather than hiding it for ten thousand years, it's better to let all the people of the Empire know the terror of Chaos, and let all the people of the Empire, as well as those planetary governors, know what the consequences of worshipping Chaos will be.

Elsa, standing next to Rhodes, smiled somewhat stiffly. "My mind was completely muddled back then!"

I'm a victim too, you know! It's all Slaanesh's fault for the Chaos Godhead. We need to get rid of this hot potato as soon as possible. Let whoever wants it have it!
"What blasphemy!"

"Great God-Emperor, destroy those heretics! I beg you, destroy those despicable heretics!"

Countless people uttered prayers.

After today, this speech by the God-Emperor will spread throughout all the worlds ruled by the Empire, and all the common people will learn about the terror of chaos!
"Step forward, stand before the crowd, my son! Let the true founder of the state religion come and lead it."

(End of this chapter)