Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry

As a last resort, Lin Fan could only ask the emperor what this regulation was about.

"Hello? Emperor, can you hear me?"

"what happened again?"

"Do you remember the alien execution regulations from the Great Crusade?"

The emperor was silent for a while, and then recalled with emotion, "I still remember that it was something Malcador and I formulated together."

"So have you really considered leaving a place for the aliens? After the old night?" Lin Fan asked the emperor doubtfully.

"No. In fact, Malcador wanted to leave a place for the aliens. When I experienced the old night, I was not in the real universe. I was studying subspace."

The emperor's answer made Lin Fan think of this. The emperor himself did not experience the most glorious and darkest periods of mankind. He left on the eve of mankind's most glorious period.

During M15-M16, he went to Moro, entered a mysterious subspace portal and disappeared. The next time he came out, it was when Terra was ruled by technological barbarians.

You can imagine the emperor's shock and confusion when he came out of the subspace. "To be honest, I was furious at the time." The emperor's tone became serious.

"It's like a dream. Before I fell asleep, I saw the pioneering human federation. When I woke up, I was going to find a beach to enjoy the sunset, and by the way, I went to see my teacher's grave. This is what happened when I woke up. Terrible situation."

"I wish I could smash everything and rebuild that glorious era again."

The emperor's voice became louder and louder, causing waves in Lin Fan's mind, and the impact reverberating in his head.

It seemed that the Emperor's mentality was really broken at that time, just like Guilliman when he woke up.

Guilliman: I have been asleep for ten thousand years. The Empire cannot stand still.

Then the empire retreated for ten thousand years.

Emperor: I left on the eve of humanity's glory. The Human Federation cannot fall apart, right?

Then humans almost died.

"I was confused at the time. I didn't know how to revive humanity. From the books buried deep in the desert and the weapons of the technological barbarians, we can see how glorious they were in the past. The more glorious they were, the more they left to me. The more severe the blow.”

"But I am still happy that humans have escaped my control and created a civilization that is far more splendid than before."

The Emperor was delighted when he said this. Then with a heavy look of reminiscence on his face, he began to think about Malcador and his experience on Terra.

Malcador the Marked, the Emperor's only friend in all visible history.

The Chancellor of the Empire, the Emperor's deputy, an old man who had gone all the way from the Terran Unification War to the Horus Heresy, the Emperor gave him ample respect, and Malcador also devoted himself to the Empire.

When the Lord of Mankind fell into confusion, he became a warlord in the wasteland of Terra, gathered the tortured inhuman refugees, and built a sanctuary.

At that time he should not be called the Emperor, you could call him an Eternal, or a strong ordinary man, the Emperor had not yet awakened to the Emperor's vision.

Just like before, he existed more as a guardian and guide, pushing mankind out of the pit during the most difficult period of human development.

As for now, becoming the core of faith of the entire empire and becoming the cold sun in the subspace, these are not the thoughts that the emperor has at once.

The Emperor was not born an Emperor. He was born in ancient times, when he was nothing more than a tall, strong, golden, immortal warrior of the Horde.

"But I remember that the reason you chose to protect humanity was because your uncle murdered your father? So how were you born? Or were you born as a sacrifice by a group of shamans?" Lin Fan asked.

"Ah, this is a very complicated and confusing question. The truth about my birth was found in the subspace. I am the result of self-sacrifice by human shamans in ancient times. But this memory is a bit blurry. It's really strange. , this is supposed to be my memory, but there are many errors in the details.”

The emperor tried hard to recall the past events tens of thousands of years ago. The more he recalled, the more doubts appeared on his face.

"But I saw it again. I saw that I was a weapon, a technological creation developed in a huge laboratory."

"I heard the Star Gods mocking me, and the Chaos Gods' disdain for me. I am a curse. I am a weapon. I am a shaman."

The emperor became more and more confused, and the expression on his face gradually became angry and ferocious. He reached into his head, trying to smooth out his muddy memories and avoid so many mistakes and omissions. contradiction.

An angry golden storm was born, and Lin Fan felt his brain being impacted by this angry energy.

Then the storm disappeared, and the Emperor's tone became flat again.

"But the past is no longer important. We need to focus on the present and the future. I guided mankind not to self-destruct and prevented the nuclear apocalypse of World War III until mankind could explore the stars."

"At that time, I felt that my wisdom was no longer enough to guide humans into space. New theories were proposed every day, new scientific and technological achievements were demonstrated every day, and there were many things that I couldn't understand."

"Humanity has entered a good state of development, and then I chose to enter the subspace to find the meaning of my existence and solve the nightmare that has been plaguing me."

Lin Fan was a little confused and asked the emperor, "Aren't you the master of mankind? Why are there things you don't understand? I remember when we were on Mars, the scientific theories you showed to the founding generals were enough to put them to shame. Isn’t this a reflection of your wisdom?”

"I am old, but human beings are evolving. New sparks are created in the endless randomness, just like the universe has existed long enough for monkeys to create Shakespeare's famous works in random scribbling. "

The emperor paused for a while, looking to see if Lin Fan could understand this concept, and then continued to explain.

"My power seems endless, but that is all the story after I became the God-Emperor. As the anchor of faith, all I bear is the power of sacrifice and ignorant piety, which has nothing to do with wisdom."

"My wisdom is limited to my intuition about the future. When you can predict the future, you will appear particularly smart. But unfortunately, the development of science and logic has little to do with prediction."

"Forecasts can deceive you, and a little bit of trouble can lead to completely different results. But science won't, and it won't."

"You should be grateful that I have a good teacher and that I study fairly hard at the Federal University of Truth."

The Emperor smiled as he stood silently beside the human. Rejoicing in their progress, he appears as statesman and conqueror.

But among these images, there is no one who guides the development of science and logic.

But what Lin Fan noticed was that the Emperor had a teacher. He was shocked by this. It couldn't be Tzeentch who could teach the Emperor.

This chapter talks about the different origins in different books of the Emperor. It sounds like a parallel world, but I found an interesting thing to connect them.