Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 1 It’s broken, I’m a Slaanesh follower!
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

On the green field, a handsome man with black hair, black eyes and a fair complexion shouted.

His name is Ron, a young office worker from the 21st century.

He stayed up late last night playing Warhammer games, and fell asleep with a sudden heartbeat. When he opened his eyes again, he was in this place.

"This is not a time travel, it's a dream!" Ron was very sure.

Because he is surrounded by beauties!
The surrounding grass and riverside are full of girls with different styles.

The beautiful beastly girls, the high heels, the black stockings and the long legs, all hit his XP hard.

What’s even more terrifying is that he can vaguely recognize many familiar faces in the E drive and his wives in the two-dimensional world!
****?

Tifa?

Kamisato Ayaka?

As expected, there is everything in dreams...

Ron decided to enjoy this dream since he was already here.

He walked towards the girls, wanting to have some conversation with them.

But an inexplicable sense of crisis made him stop.

"I always feel something is wrong, as if I have forgotten something..."

Ron looked around cautiously.

The breeze on my face, the sweet scent of flowers and plants, and the solid ground under my feet, everything seems so real.

So real!

Just as Ron was hesitating, the sweet scent in the air became stronger and stronger, penetrating into his heart.

The surging hormones generated by that breath took over his brain, gradually making him lose his judgment.

It's just a wet dream, what's there to worry about?
What if it takes too long and he wakes up?
By the time Ron recovered, he had already arrived in front of the girls.

They looked at him expectantly with their eyes wide open.

"come on!"

“I feel so bad”

"Sir, can you hug me?"

The trembling voice, tingling and numb, was like a devil's sound piercing his ears, completely breaking down Ron's defenses.

do not care!
Ron couldn't suppress his inner desires, allowing them to run rampant and lead him to depravity and depravity.

In an instant, darkness enveloped everything.

His consciousness seemed to fall into an endless abyss, falling down endlessly...

What on earth is this place?
Ron's remaining consciousness was pondering this question, gradually fading away.

On the eve of extinction, a beam of light suddenly shone in.

The mysterious and warm power awakened Ron's consciousness, giving him a moment of clarity.

"I remembered!"

Ron opened his eyes suddenly and looked at everything around him.

Verdant fields, alluring fragrance, soft female bodies, and endless joy.

"Wow, isn't this setting the Palace of Slaanesh?"

That’s right, Ron traveled through time!

He played games and chatted with his teammates last night.

Saying dirty words like "The God-Emperor is above, Slaanesh is below", "I don't speed up when watching movies, I am a follower of Slaanesh" and so on.

He typed loudly on the keyboard: "If I enter Warhammer, I will join Slaanesh, Slaanesh Ten Thousand..."

Before he finished typing, his heart skipped a beat and he lost consciousness, traveling to Warhammer 40k!

Ron was so confused. It was just a joke, but how could it be serious?
The world of Warhammer 40k is extremely cruel, and ordinary people have almost no way to survive.

Not to go to the front line as cannon fodder and die on the battlefield fighting against aliens and chaos.

Just chewing on corpse starch and frantically screwing screws in the empire's factories until you die of exhaustion.

This is already a happy way to die.

At least you have made a contribution to the great God-Emperor and are blessed.

What's even more terrifying is being eroded by the Chaos Evil God.

They will twist people into monsters in endless torture.

Can't live, can't die!
Sadly, Ron has fallen into the hands of the evil god.

This is His palace!

The evil god's name is Slaanesh. He is hermaphrodite, an irresistible evil god of pleasure!

Oh no, I really became a follower of Slaanesh!
Ron was desperate, and he was afraid that he would be killed by the pervert.

No, he is not qualified yet.

Anyone who can be beaten by Slaanesh is at least a Primarch or a Daemon Prince. At most, he can be beaten by a Slaanesh banshee!
And the place where he was happened to be where there were the most Slaanesh banshees.

The third ring of the Palace of Slaanesh - the Ring of Lust, an obscene place full of carnal pleasure!
Ron looked at the girls, so real, so charming.

But he knew in his heart that they were all slutty banshees!

Slaanesh banshees will transform into the most charming appearance to confuse Slaanesh believers.

Let him sink and twist in extreme pleasure, and finally corrupt into a monster!

It's over now. Let's start with intensity, right?

Just tell me, which Hammer friend can withstand such a test?

Hiss...Huh...Don't do this!

Ron tried to control himself and stay as clear as possible.

He pushed the banshees away, but they soon surrounded him again.

"Woo, woo, woo, am I not beautiful?"

“People will try their best to make you happy”

"You are my slave tonight"

……

"Everyone get started!"

Ron pulled his hand away from "Shiranui", pushed "Tifa" away, and knocked over the succubus that was pouncing on him.

At that moment, he saw the truth!
The wonderful coquettish voice turned into a roaring whisper.

The banshees have twisted bodies, ugly faces, and their eyes and ears are pitch-black holes.

They licked Ron's body and face with their long, pointed tongues, leaving behind a sticky, disgusting liquid.

Slaanesh!

Soon, the banshees returned to their previous appearance and became even more charming.

They increase the intensity of their seduction and use all their tricks!
Who can stand this?
No!

Ron mobilized all his willpower to resist the erosion of desire.

He doesn't want to become food for Slaanesh!

But the corruption had already begun, and he discovered in despair that his hands had been twisted and deformed into dark claws.

What should I do?
Who can save him from the Chaos God?

Ron suddenly had an idea and thought of that great man!

He has many names: Emperor, Immortal Emperor, Great God-Emperor, Om Messiah, Cold Sun of the Void...

The Divine Emperor, as a belief of mankind, really exists and possesses power like a god.

For example, blessing, protection, resurrection, etc., the Cursed Legion is the proof of this.

Ron decided to cram at the last minute and pray for the protection of the God-Emperor.

As a time traveler, you should get some special treatment, right?

And he is quite loyal to the Divine Emperor...right?
Ron felt a little guilty, but no matter what, he was now the most loyal believer of the Emperor of God!
No one can stop it!
Ron closed his eyes and prayed loudly, offering his loyalty to the Emperor:
With every bit of my strength,
With every inch of my will,
With every ounce of my soul,
I swear,
My soul and my faith,
Of the Immortal Emperor,
Shepherd of mankind!

……

Prayers are ineffective and corruption is deepening.

Ron's eyeballs started to loosen and his skin was falling off. He was about to turn into a monster!
Endless despair is coming!

But he did not give up. He prayed more and more frantically, trying to grasp the last straw!

"Please look upon me with your mercy, watch over your servants and warriors, and protect me in this danger!"

The prayer ended and nothing happened.

At this moment, Ron didn't even have the strength to speak. The desire was deeply rooted and implanted in his consciousness.

He will be completely corrupted and become a slave of Slaanesh, from which he will never be freed.

But he wanted to live!

Even in this extremely cruel world.

The moment he lost consciousness, Ron saw the sun.

That huge, cold sun suspended in the void!

Praise the Sun ~ Praise the Emperor!
(End of this chapter)