Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

This giant was almost as tall as Guilliman; Marum's armor looked like that of a child in front of the giant.

"O Sacred Flame! Guide me on the path to a higher existence!"

The giant roared, knelt down, and chanted hymns that would shame even the gods:

"The one and only God, our Father!"

"May we return to your bosom, kiss your ankles, and caress your—"

[The following text was too cheesy and was censored by the Emperor's power.]

Aaron shook his head, which was still affected by the intense heat of the flames, and thought to himself that this person must also be his younger brother.

But his father and mother both had hair, and Guilliman had short hair. So why were he and the giant in front of him bald?

He walked forward, touched his bald head, prepared to meet his brother, and mustered his courage to call out:

"Hi! My little brother!"

He couldn't wait to tell his brother that their father was a bastard who didn't care about his sons.

You should beat him up instead of trying to kiss his feet.

Chapter 8 My Brother Loka, Egypt, Shall We Go?

Aaron stepped forward, but the ground was so hot that he had to quicken his pace.

He looked around at the fanatical followers whose skin was already scalded.

I just felt a little hot, that's all.

Is it because it was in a dream?

What is this place? A desert, scorching sun, and tall stone buildings in the distance.

There are also pyramid-shaped structures faintly visible in the distance, like a mirage.

Aaron quickened his pace, calling out to his "little brother" ahead:

"Hey, look back, I'm here! Your brother! I can't wait to take you back!"

"Huff, huff—it's really hot here. Are you going to set this damn thing on fire?"

He finally reached the giant's back and reached out to support the giant's back to rest.

Aaron thought to himself that he had merely imagined the speed Marum displayed in battle and was trying to recreate it in his dream.

Surprisingly, it actually succeeded.

The physical discomfort was not due to an inability to bear the burden, but rather to a lack of adaptation to the sudden change.

In other words, one can be even faster in a dream.

The giant finally stood up, turned around, and his face, sculpted as if by a knife and axe, was curiously scrutinizing him.

Luo Jia looked down at the "person," but there was no shadow.

Moreover, his fellow believers were completely unaware of it.

He didn't even react to the saint's gesture of stopping his prayer and turning away.

Loka smiled, and suddenly a gust of wind swept by, making his monk's robes flutter loudly. He said:

"You call yourself my elder brother? That's interesting. You don't even have a shadow."

“Here,” Loka pointed to the huge, burning altar behind him, the rising smoke and dust twisting and tangling in the air, as if passing through those clouds would lead to the kingdom of the gods, “everyone has a shadow here.”

Yes, behind those clouds and mist is the sun, a sun burning brightly, releasing its endless light.

The smoke and clouds did not obscure the sun, but rather transformed its light into the revelation of the one true God, shining down upon it.

That is also the only thing in the world that burns eternally.

Aaron indeed looked down and exclaimed in surprise;

"Wow, I really don't have a shadow! How interesting. It seems that my communication with my brothers really did happen in a dream."

He showed no fear whatsoever and was not worried about being seen as a heretic by these devout believers.

In this world, if a son doesn't even want to give his own father a good look, what else is there to be afraid of?

"Alright, enough of that. My younger brother said that there are many dangers in your time. Therefore, you need Father's help. That old man is useless. Let me do it!"

"I'm going to be a hero!"

Aaron patted his chest, curiously circling around Lojia, marveling at the other's tall physique, which was more in line with the description of the gods.

"By the way, I'm Aaron Weir. What's your name?"

He walked up to Luo Jia again and stretched out his little hand.

Luo Jia wanted to remain vigilant against this invisible figure that had suddenly appeared before him.

But a certain indescribable feeling was telling me that Aaron's words were true.

He parted his lips and said his name:

“Logar Aurelion. As for what difficulties I have encountered? To be honest, I only have one question bothering me.”

"Where is God?"

Luo Jia extended his hand, which was considered a handshake with Aaron, while being careful not to break this "brother's" arm.

He invited Aaron to walk with him toward the altar. Sunlight, filtering through the flames and smoke, shone down, casting a huge shadow on Loka's body.

And no light or shadow that conforms to the laws of physics could be left on Aaron.

Aaron rested his hands on his shoulders and supported his head as he strode along. He had to walk very fast to keep up with his younger brother's pace.

He said happily, "If there are any problems, just leave them to me. If it's something that Father has to solve, then—we'll talk about it later. By the way, where is this place?"

Luo Jia also smiled:

"This is Colchis, a general name. As for the city, it's called Vinicius."

"You mentioned your father? Very well, now I have two questions. Where is my father?"

Aaron, recalling Guilliman's vague and unrealistic words, quickly ran to Loka, turned around, and walked backwards with his back to the altar so that he could face his younger brother. He joked:

"Perhaps these two were originally a question. Guilliman, well, I don't know who is older or younger between you two, but Guilliman is also looking for his father, it seems because his father has returned to his divine status."

“I think he is Zeus. You know Zeus, right? The king of the gods, the eternal ruler of the current era in mythology. He will be destroyed by his son, uh, or his sons in the future. But when that day comes, it becomes the present again, so His era will never end.”

Luo Jia immediately shook his head, stopped in his tracks, and scrutinized Aaron:

"No, I don't know who Zeus is. But I do understand that there is only one true god in the world. If there is a king of gods, then there are many gods, right?"

The believer's expression instantly turned stern, his eyes blazing with boundless fury as he glared at the tiny human before him and shouted rebuke:

"You are a believer in darkness! A lackey of those numerous false gods, how dare you appear before me!"

"Die! There is only one true God in this world. May this endless flame and the ever-burning sun consume this heresy!"

Aaron was so anxious he jumped up and down:

“Oh dear, where did those punishments of burning heretics at the stake come from? You have deserts and pyramids here, it must be Egypt.”

"I've never heard of any strange things in Egypt—"

Aaron didn't get to finish his sentence, because in Loka's rage, the giant's fist had already slammed down.

This devout believer was clearly unlike his companions, whose bodies were extremely weak due to asceticism, and he also knew a little about martial arts.

Bang!

Luo Jia's punch created a huge sand crater in the ground, and the shadowy figure had already vanished.

"Hmph, the Dark False God dares to try to shake my beliefs, even claiming to be my family."

"I, Lorgar Aurelion, have absolutely no possibility of falling into the dark false god!"

The giant's resolute gaze fell upon the sunlight piercing through the smoke and dust, and he felt its warmth.

Behind the flames, the blue aura seemed quite dissatisfied. Had something unexpected happened?

After calming down, Loka resumed his pilgrimage.

600 BC, Thebes, 5 a.m.

Anda woke Aaron, who was fast asleep. Aaron was still rubbing his eyes and seemed disoriented. Anda quickly said:

"The Roman envoy caused trouble at the banquet, but the army he brought has disappeared. So Thebes is under our control, and we must leave."

Aaron yawned and got out of bed:

"Moving again? We've only been in Thebes for three years. Okay, okay, where to go? Do you have any other options? I'm almost an adult, at least let me make a choice."

Anda remained silent, simply handing over all the luggage, along with the donkey, to the hardworking Marum.

Aaron complained:

“Here we go again, explaining to me what to do and letting me make my own decisions as if it would kill me. Marum, don’t you think?”

Marum dared not answer; in his memory, in the story of the Great Crusade, the Emperor was already like this.

He could only explain:

"The master has provided several locations, such as Egypt and Crete. These are places where the conflict caused by Rome can be temporarily avoided."

Aaron's eyes lit up. Egypt! His younger brother, whom he had just dreamed about, seemed to be in Egypt!

He rushed out of the room and went to his father:

"Let me decide. Egypt, shall we go or not!"

Chapter 9: The younger brothers have a high probability of being bald; Dad, you should look for the problem.

Outside the city of Thebes, Marum was carrying large and small bags, with an old donkey on his back.

In Aaron's eyes, Marum was indeed a guardian of the Heavenly Palace. Even though his father had turned him into a human, his power to split mountains and shatter rocks still remained.

He wished he had that kind of power; he really wanted to beat his father up.

At least teach your father to communicate normally with you.