Warhammer: This Galen's Heart of Steel

Chapter 119: Lux inherits the empire?
In the Primarch's reception room, the Lord of the Fearless Vanguard sighed, spread his hands helplessly, and said to the Hydra Supreme.

"I'm sorry my brother, I have to deny your request, it's very regrettable."

"why?"

It was understandable that Lionel Johnson rejected his request for cooperation. The proud lion of Caliban wanted to seize the throne of Warmaster on his own.

What about the man in front of me? His character is not as arrogant and ruthless as Ryan Johnson.

Alpharius didn't understand and he yelled out in a somewhat inappropriate manner.

"I need a reason. I don't understand why you refused. You have no reason to refuse. I can't figure it out."

"The reason is simple. Our father, the Emperor, would not allow me to become Warmaster."

Although Guilliman did not know who the Warmaster was, it did not prevent his curiosity from being aroused. From Alpharius's brief words, it can be concluded that the position of Warmaster will definitely be awarded by the Emperor to his most valued and beloved son.

And as the Lord of the Fearless Vanguard, no Primarch fits these adjectives better than him.

So why could he say these words with such confidence?

"Why? Of the twenty Primarchs, none is more favored by the Emperor than you."

Alpharius demanded.

After a deep sigh, Galen told the story.

"The Lord of the Fearless Vanguard will never serve as Warmaster, for that will never be his destiny."

"When the cubs were being nurtured, the Emperor gave them each a different destiny. Each one will embark on a unique path."

The Emperor arranged a position for each Primarch. For example, Lorgar would be the Emperor's messenger. He would use enlightenment to protect humanity from superstition, so that people would learn to fear and reject the whispers in the dark. Magnus would sit on the Golden Throne. He would be the guardian of the human webway and would be crucial in the process of human psychic ascension. Horus would serve as the Grand General to protect humanity from external threats throughout the galaxy. Konrad would be the enforcer of the Emperor's laws. Mortarion would monitor the irregular genetic mutations that might occur on various planets.

"One of them will inherit the throne, one will consolidate the defenses, one will defend the capital, one will guard the border, one will command the army, and one will control intelligence."

Garen glanced at Alpharius meaningfully. The last sentence was also a reminder to his brother, who was not sure whether he was good or evil, to do his job well and not be blinded by the ridiculous desire to compare.

"My duties do not lie with that of Warmaster."

"Besides, my legion is still under house arrest. They are unable to earn military merit and honor. I am the only fearless pioneer who came to the front line of Randan, the Garen Crown Guard."

Alpharius could not hide the disappointment in his heart, and his shoulders slumped in dejection.

Standing up from the soft sofa, Galen walked over to his brother and sat next to him, placing a hand on Alpharius' shoulder.

"Don't be disappointed or confused, my brother. I know that you desire honor in your heart and hope to prove that the 20th Legion is no worse than any other legion."

"But this is our destiny. We follow the Emperor, keep him company, and accompany him in his struggle for a great cause."

"He may be too obsessed with this career, and all his attention is on his beloved human beings, this species, and he ignores that his children also hope to share a little care and love."

"All I hope is that you can understand him and believe him, that he is not God and that he can make mistakes.

When all the suffering is over, Father will come back to us and have a warm dinner in the palace he built for us, just him and the twenty of us brothers."

Alpharius stared at Galen in amazement.

He is not God, he makes mistakes.

What blasphemous words! They were contrary to the education he had received since childhood. In his cognition, the emperor, his father, was God.

Only the true God would humbly deny His own divinity.

He is not God
He will make mistakes
Galen's words were like a magic song, echoing in his mind, taking root deep inside, and impossible to forget.

Alpharius could not remember how he made his way from Macragge's Glory to his flagship.

He was like a piece of wood without a soul, lying on the circular space window. He knew that facing this side was the direction of Holy Terra, although he could not see the planet where he had grown up. He recalled the training, the teachings, and the harsh trials that were almost inhumane. Even parents from mortal families would not treat their children like this.

The wise Hydra Supreme was immersed in the blasphemous words for a long time, unable to extricate himself.

Alpharius felt that perhaps his brother was right.

He is not God, he makes mistakes.

Especially when it comes to educating his children, his father is a complete emotional idiot!

He ignored the most important thing a child needs during his growth - love!

An inevitable psychological journey for children is to realize that their parents are not omniscient and omnipotent gods; they make mistakes, they have meltdowns, they regret and blame themselves.

In the Warhammer world, this realization came very late to the Primarchs because their fathers were not qualified parents.

"Go back to Terra."

Thus he commanded his descendants.

Alpharius became curious about the Emperor's past. He wanted to know what the Emperor was.
First of all, he is definitely not a god.

Secondly, he might not even be human.

Macragge's Glory.

Guilliman looked at Alpharius who ran out like a deranged madman, and turned to look at his brother who he had known for a long time.

"Those words"

"Ok?"

"About our father."

"Oh, come on Guilliman, didn't you grow up with the love of your parents? You are not one of those brothers who have never experienced the love of their parents, why would you care about this?"

Galen asked with a strange look on his face.

"."

The air fell into silence, and after a moment, Guilliman sighed.

"What about the Warmaster? You really don't want to be a Warmaster? And you want to follow the duties given to you by the Emperor?"

In fact, I want to inherit the throne.

Galen said silently in his heart.

"You don't want to inherit the throne, do you?" Guilliman thought of what his brother had said and stared at him sternly.

"!!!"

This guy can read minds!
"Hey! That's not true. How could I have such a blasphemous idea? I'm not cut out for the grand unification or anything like that."

Would the Emperor allow an unstable Primarch to succeed him?

Obviously not.

The Imperium is the Imperium of Man, not the Imperium of the Emperor.

Wait a moment--!
Galen suddenly thought of a possibility.

The Emperor, he wouldn't want Lux to inherit the throne, right?

(End of this chapter)