Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 2 Slaanesh is chasing us?

The Emperor of God responded!
Above the void, the cold sun forged by the will of the God-Emperor shines like a star, it is so sacred!

hum!
The waves of psychic tides spread.

Despite the endless distance between them, Ron could still feel the surging psychic power.

What a power this is!
He reacted and shouted in his mind: "Your Majesty, your loyal servant needs to be saved!"

But the sun, representing the Emperor of God, did not respond, and no one's eyes were cast on Ron.

He is sleeping, allowing the light to shine equally.

Another wave of psychic energy came, and before he could react, he was kicked out of the consciousness space.

Ron opened his eyes and saw a emerald green plain, surrounded by seductive bodies. He was still in the palace of Slaanesh!

pat!

An eyeball fell to the ground and Ron subconsciously picked it up.

He quickly reacted and touched his eyes, but they were empty.

My eyeballs!

Ron put his eyeballs back in. He no longer cared about fear, but was filled with questions.

This shouldn’t be the case. Didn’t the Divine Emperor appear? Why is there no reaction?
Does he feel that he is disloyal?

It turns out that cramming at the last minute doesn't work. I'm really screwed now!
Above the void, at the core of Slaanesh's Palace, a huge purple shadow gradually appeared.

He is the master of the palace - Slaanesh.

Ron was filled with grief and anger, but since he was going to die anyway, he was not afraid anymore.

He opened his one eye, raised his middle finger to the sky, and cursed: "Slaanesh, I fuck your ancestors!"

The shadow twisted its body slightly and moved its gaze towards this side.

As far as the eye could see, demons were kneeling on the ground.

A powerful pressure was approaching this side, and when the eyes were focused on Ron, the surging evil force almost crushed him instantly.

But the warm power from before emerged again, protecting him with a golden glow.

The space fluctuated violently and a small hole appeared.

The mysterious force actually withstood the pressure of Slaanesh and pulled Ron out of the Slaanesh Palace.

Slaanesh's gaze paused for a moment, as if he was a little surprised.

He chuckled, and even greater desire surged.

The life of the entire palace began to tremble violently, ushering in an even more extreme carnival.

The Lord of Pleasure remembered the little bug, and He will personally prepare the most extreme pleasure for him!
At this time, in the distant void of the Warp, a small sun emitted a warm glow, hidden under the brilliance of the great cold sun.
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Ron screamed, he felt as if his body and soul were stretched into noodles.

It was then stuffed into a washing machine and stirred madly, before being pulled out and smashed against something and stuffed back in.

……

The Imperial Pacific Star Region, the northern part of the Gori Sector, the planet Ers.

This is a typical industrial planet, with deadly pollution all over the surface and mutants everywhere.

The hive city of Grant, located in the center of the continent, towers into the clouds. Billions of people live in the mountain-like metal pile.

Every breath of air and every drop of water inside the hive is recycled millions of times.

People fed themselves on the starch from corpses, toiled day and night, and prayed for the protection of the Emperor of Gods.

Survival is tough here, except for the guys at the top.

They enjoy sunshine, fresh air and water, and occupy everything on this planet.

The most powerful among them is the planetary governor, who holds the supreme power of the planet and has the power of life and death!

The nest is on the nest.

The spire mansion in the Royal Court District.

In a huge, luxurious bedroom that combined Victorian and steampunk styles, Ron woke up screaming.

Survived?

Ron was relieved to find that he was okay.

It should be the God-Emperor who saved him. In the Warhammer world, believing in the God-Emperor can really save lives!
He decided to carry a copy of the Emperor's Holy Words with him at all times, read it from time to time, and preferably memorize it!

Praise the God-Emperor!

When he relaxed, Ron found that the surrounding decorations were so unfamiliar.

"What is this place?"

Fragmented memory fragments surged in, forcefully inserting into his consciousness and flowing rapidly.

After absorbing the memory fragments, Ron finally understood the cause and effect of the matter. This matter was quite complicated.

The planetary governor of this planet, Ron Grant, was addicted to alcohol and sex, and did shameful things with his maid in the bedroom.

Because he played a little too hard, he was corrupted by Chaos and dragged into the Palace of Slaanesh, where he died in fear due to his weak body.

Ron's soul just happened to be transported into the body of the dead Ron Grant, which led to the thrilling and exciting scenes just now.

Fortunately, with the protection of the God-Emperor, he escaped.

Ron inherited the body and soul memories of Ron Grant.

At this moment, he had the Grant family's iconic black hair, deep eyes, a pale and slightly cold face, and he looked a little weak.

Overall, he has become more handsome.

The only trouble is that the memories he inherited are incomplete.

There are many missing and blurred areas, as if covered by a layer of fog.

But no matter what, Ron is now the planetary governor of the empire and the ruler of Ers - Ron Grant!

This is a blessing in misfortune.

It was a dark night, and the reddish moonlight shone through the stained glass windows on the balcony and into the house.

Ron suddenly realized a problem. Wasn't he doing something naughty with the maid before?
Where is the maid?
"Dear, are you looking for me?"

There was a rumbling sound coming from the darkness, like the sound of bones colliding.

What the hell is going on? Ron immediately became alert.

"Wow, have you forgotten about me..."

There was a woman facing the wall, her body twitching and she was sobbing.

Before Ron could react, her head suddenly turned 180 degrees and stared at him.

It was the horrific head of a Slaanesh banshee, with empty eye sockets, sharp teeth, and a long tongue dripping with mucus.

Worthy!

Oh my god, is he chasing me?

It's haunting, right?

"Why don't you say anything? Isn't she beautiful?"

The banshee's body turned around with a click, and she walked out from the darkness, bathing in the moonlight. Her deformed and twisted body was covered with bone spurs, and her black silk maid outfit was also tattered.

There was no doubt that she was the maid, who had been completely corrupted and turned into a monster.

"Can't wait, honey?"

The witch twisted her waist and walked to the bed, posing in a coquettish manner. The restricted scene made her look even more terrifying.

She twisted her waist and climbed onto the bed, looking down at Ron: "Let's have some fun..."

"I'm not in good shape today, can I do it next time?"

Ron smiled stiffly, trying his best not to irritate the other person. Relying on his memory, he quietly pressed the alarm button beside the bed.

"But..." The banshee stretched out her thin, pointed tongue and slid it across Ron's face: "I can't wait any longer!"

I'm going to do it!

Ron kicked the banshee away, and relying on his memory, he took out the pocket pistol from the secret compartment, aimed and pulled the trigger.

"Oh!"

Thick smoke burst out of the pocket pistol, and the banshee was shot in the chest and fell on her back.

solved?
"It hurts!"

The banshee stood up again and stared at Ron, her voice hoarse: "But I like it so much, hit me now!"

An SM-type banshee, right? I love helping others the most in my life!

Ron raised his gun and pulled the trigger again, but no bullet came out.

What’s going on? Is the machine soul unhappy?

He glanced at the ivory and gemstone-inlaid pocket pistol in his hand, and immediately cursed Ron Grant's ancestors in his heart.

Neuropathy!
Single-shot black powder antique pistol, are you collecting it?

For self-defense, at least get a bolter or a melta weapon!

Ron threw the pistol at the banshee with all his might and took the opportunity to get out of bed and escape.

But this body, addicted to alcohol and sex, was very weak and fell to the ground after running only two steps.

He struggled to get up, and saw the banshee with a ferocious face rushing towards him!
(End of this chapter)