Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

Erebus looked at everyone. Now almost all the Primarchs were present.

So the only one left on Terra is Malcador, an old widower, living alone in his empty house?

The first moment when Waldo, who was stationed in the hall, opened the hall.

Those Primarchs who didn't know about the little yellow-skinned boy were all stunned by the scene before them.

They saw the Emperor sitting in front of the large round table with a serious face. If they ignored the nanny clothes on the Emperor, everything would be fine. In Erebus's eyes, the Emperor now looked like an oversized kangaroo.

The little yellow liar with a small hat in the baby bag on his chest, Erebus was sure that all the Primarchs saw the Emperor casually toss the rattle in his hand into the warp.

This made many Primarchs feel a little sour.

As everyone sat down.

The emperor tapped the desktop.

Golden spiritual energy slowly emanated. In order to avoid being eavesdropped by certain creatures, the Emperor had made sufficient preparations.

This time, the Emperor ensured that the conversation would not be overheard.

He only requested the presence of the Primarchs and the Legion Masters.

"I know you have a lot of questions."

The Emperor spoke, but he still had a question.

"But I suggest you wait a moment, you have a brother coming over."

As the Emperor spoke, everyone stared at the gate. Sure enough, Koz, the CS, was the last one to come in. Koz greeted his brothers with a smile on his face.

"Okay, let's get started."

The Emperor nodded when he saw Curze coming.

As the door closed, everyone turned their eyes to the little yellow fox in the emperor's arms.

"This is your sister."

The emperor took the little yellow fox out of his arms and put it on the table.

"Father!"

Horus spoke first.

"Mother...who is she?"

There was a slight bitterness on the corner of Horus' mouth.

"Huh, listen to me, this child has no mother."

"??????"

Everyone was shocked.

Holy crap! Self-produced and self-sold?

The corner of Erebus's mouth curled up, then quickly retreated because he saw the Emperor was examining him.

"Your sister is a product of the Warp faith. It's just that I have more or less stolen the power of the Warp gods, so you will find that this child has different powers."

"In fact..."

The Emperor looked at the Primarchs.

He was thinking about what he was going to say next and whether the Primarch would be able to bear it.

"Actually... you can also be considered a product of the warp."

"what!"

Luo Jia was the first to stand up. What does it mean if they are products of the subspace?

Could it be that the people I have been torturing all this time are my relatives?

In response to the Primarch's uproar, the Emperor knocked on the table.

"How is this possible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Dad, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Emperor! You say we are also creatures of the Warp?"

The Emperor looked at the Primarchs who were in chaos and he had to slam the table.

"Hey, Huangpizi, aren't you also the fifth evil god of the subspace?"

The Emperor looked at Erebus with a cold gaze, "You bastard! Everyone else has been quiet, but you're the only one who won't be quiet, right?"

"Hang..."

The Emperor was about to speak when Magnus skillfully used his psychic powers to hang Erebus in place.

"In fact, you should know that you are the product of genes."

The Emperor was thinking quickly about his words.

"But you still have my genes, you are still my sons, and I know you have a lot of questions."

"For example, Thunder Warrior."

The Emperor looked at his silent children. Except for Erebus who was constantly surging in the air, their faces all had more or less serious and nervous expressions.

"That was one of the few mistakes I made in my life. Thunder Warriors are too easily controlled by their emotions."

"I cannot entrust the fate of humanity's future to a group of warriors who could fall at any moment."

There was a hint of sadness on the emperor's face.

"But it is different now, my children. The moment your sister appears, she will protect humanity in the warp."

"The evil gods of the Warp constantly seek to corrupt humanity, to corrupt you. I used to think humanity's only hope was to starve the gods of the Warp to death using the Webway and Imperial Truth. But now we have... two paths to choose from."

The Emperor withdrew a finger.

"The future of the empire belongs to you, my children. No matter what, I hope to hand over a normal empire to you. I hope you can lead humanity into a brighter future, rather than being corrupted by the evil gods and becoming traitors to humanity."

"Don't worry about whether you are a product of the subspace, don't worry about whether you were born through genetic engineering. In my eyes, you are all my sons... my children."

"Without exception, no matter what happens in the future, even if you betray me, betray humanity, and betray the Empire. If you wish to return, there will still be a place for you in the palace."

The emperor shed a tear of sorrow when he said this.

"Children, don't worry. Before I die, I will hand over a complete empire to you. I also hope that before this, I will let you trust each other and protect your younger sister who has not yet grown up, a newly born warp god."

After the emperor said the last sentence, he lifted the little yellow fox high up.

All the Primarchs were deeply moved, some even shed tears.

"For the God Emperor!"

Luo Jia raised the scepter in his hand and shouted loudly with tears in his eyes.

In Erebas's eyes, there was always a faint smile on the Emperor's face, and he felt that there was something wrong with the Emperor.

This is no longer human nature, this is simply a spirit!

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Chapter 159: Erebus: Huh? You call me mom?

Four days.

The normal meeting lasted four days, from Erebus being hung up, to Dark Phoenix being hung up, to Curze being hung up.

The Emperor and the Primarchs talked for a long time, from the origin of mankind to the decline of the Golden Age.

Finally, the Emperor and the Primarchs revealed the secrets they had been hiding: the Golden Throne and the passage out of the Warp.

All these things moved all the Primarchs.

The many crying Primarchs made Erebus feel that these guys were like women.

"Father!"

This is Horus. Tears as big as beans flowed from Horus' eyes. He never thought that the Emperor's life would be so hard.

The experience that was like a story made Horus want to fight with those bastards in the warp right now.

No matter whether you are the Lord of Pleasure or the Lord of Change, I will blow you all up!

"I have done many wrong things in my life, my children. If... I mean, if I become confused in the future, I only hope that even if you betray the Empire, you will not betray humanity."

"The Empire is yours. If anyone thinks they are qualified for this position, I can hand over the position of Emperor to you now."

The Emperor's words were not hypocritical lies. He deliberately dissipated the psychic energy in Erebus's mouth, and then looked at him with bright eyes.

"?"

Erebus noticed something was wrong at the first moment.

"Eternal God Emperor! The Golden Throne cannot be without..."

Erebus roared, and then the Emperor blocked Erebus's FW mouth again.

MD gave you a chance but you didn't use it!

The Emperor felt a little regretful, but when he looked at the Primarchs, each of them had tears on his face.

"Lion, Yoda, Fulgrim..."

Every time the Emperor called the name of a Primarch, those Primarchs sat up straight.

Until the Emperor took a deep breath.

"You are the future of humanity, my children. Please help me restore humanity to a glorious future, but I also want you to have your own future. I am the Lord of Humanity and your Father."

"I love each and every one of you. You are all my children. If I have been wrong before, I apologize to you now."

The Emperor stood up and bowed deeply to the many Primarchs.

Silence, stillness, sobbing.

Erebus watched the Emperor in amazement. At this moment, he felt that either he was crazy or the Emperor was crazy.

Or maybe the world has gone mad.

"Father!"

Perturabo was the first to speak, his tear-filled face too much for Erebus to look at.

Horus could no longer tolerate the Emperor's self-degrading behavior. He rushed to the Emperor, hugged him and began to cry.

Seeing this, many Primarchs cursed Horus in their hearts for being cunning, and at the same time rushed to grab space. For a while, howling sounds continued to ring out in the room.

Dark Phoenix and Shell also kept shaking the psychic ropes, but Magnus raised his hand slightly to tighten the psychic energy.

There's no room left for MD! Don't join in the fun!

Erebus looked at the Primarch crying in front of him and Magnus secretly raised the camera to record it all.

He felt that perhaps he didn't need to worry about a major rebellion now, and he should worry about who would own the throne in the future.

As the Emperor cried, he secretly sent a psychic signal to Malcador on Terra.

"Everything is going well, and retirement is just around the corner!"

……

This is so dreamy.

It's so fucking dreamy!

Erebus was put down in a trance, and then stared at the motionless shell.

Seeing this, Shell hid beside the Emperor.

This made Erebas helpless, and his friends around him were now completely in tears.

"My dear sister. I am Horus. My brothers and I will protect you until you grow up safely."

"This is my gift to you."

Horus placed a ring on his hand next to the little yellow man.

Then the other Primarchs also gave their gifts to their sister.