Warhammer, I'm a nanny, not your father!

Because she hid it from Eve.

"This is your retribution." Eve sneered in the depths of her consciousness. The laughter was as cold and sticky as the tongue of a poisonous snake, eroding her sanity inch by inch.

Yes, Eve was her retribution.

She buried 6666 with her own hands. It was the last thing she could do.

……

"why?"

Dr. Ivan's desperate question before her death, and her last look, a mixture of shock, disappointment and heartbreak, were like a sharp knife that pierced her.

"It's not me..." She cried and defended herself, but she couldn't even convince herself.

She curled up in the depths of her consciousness like a helpless child.

She couldn't save Dr. Ivan, or even stop Eve.

"That's you. I am you."

"Admit it, good girl."

"We are one."

Eve's low laugh gradually twisted and finally turned into a sigh of satisfaction.

There was no Karin anymore, only Eve now.

Eve greedily coveted the final trophy, Karin's pure and foolish soul.

But that was an indispensable sacrifice in the gods' grand plan.

She had to endure it, but she was more jealous of Karin than anyone else.

Why is her foolish sister pure, but she who can hear the divine voice is impure?

They shared a body, and that body was pure, Karin was pure, so why wasn't she?

God is so partial!

"I am the priest who is supposed to listen to the oracle, so why does His gaze always linger on my foolish sister?"

Eve whispered unwillingly in the depths of her consciousness, her voice mingled with jealousy and resentment.

But she didn't dare to disobey God.

……

Following God's instructions, Eve led all the normal people whose genes were not contaminated to leave the refuge.

As a priest passed down from generation to generation, she waited for the destined day predicted by the gods to come over the long years.

Fifteen years before the destined day, a brand new "Karin" was born.

Eve envied the new Karin as much as she envied Karin herself, this reborn soul like a blank piece of paper.

After thousands of years, she had long understood why God said she was not pure.

Because she was born impure, she was born defective.

She was born to be attached to Karin, yet destined to destroy her.

Even the name Eve did not belong to her; she had taken it from Karin.

Karin may be ignorant, but she has to endure thousands of years of loneliness and protect these foolish mortals.

She had to ensure Karin's "purity".

Why? Why is it that only Karin can do this?

……

"This is... my memory?"

Karin sat in a daze on the pure white hospital bed, her fingers unconsciously clenching the sheets.

The cold white lumen light cast her shadow on the metal wall, the outline sometimes clear and sometimes blurred, just like her confused thoughts at the moment.

These memories are so real, yet so strange that it makes people feel uneasy.

She could clearly feel the emotions in each memory, Karin's regret piercing her consciousness like thorns, Eve's jealousy coiling around her heart like a venomous snake.

And there was Dr. Ivan, whose eyes nearly tore her soul apart.

It was at that moment that Eve took advantage of Karin and took over the situation.

"That time and that moment is just like this moment."

Eve leaned over and whispered in Karin's ear, letting out a low laugh filled with twisted pleasure. "This time, I finally don't have to suppress my feelings anymore. I will devour every inch of your soul! God belongs to me, and only to me!"

Karin's body trembled slightly, but she still slowly raised her eyes and looked directly into her nightmare. "Your God has abandoned you."

"I abandoned Him!" Eve suddenly leaned forward, a shadow slowly spreading across the hospital bed. "He is a false God. I no longer need Him! Because I have seen the true God. He has chosen you, and I will devour you. He is mine!"

"My Lord never chooses anyone. Everything is guided by fate."

"How can there be so many destinies? Since five thousand years ago, every step has been calculated by Him! Even if there is destiny, you are just a chess piece!"

"Aside from being a virgin, we are good for nothing. The fact that a chess piece has come this far is proof enough that fate has favored me."

Eve's voice trembled with disbelief, "You lunatic!"

"Thanks, you too."

Eve thought that the cruel truth would make Karin collapse, but Karin's reaction was surprisingly calm.

Why?

"Why am I Eve and you are Karin! Why?"

Eve's face suddenly twisted, and her eyes, which were exactly the same as Karin's, were filled with jealousy that was almost tangible.

"We share the same body, and even our souls are of the same origin and substance. Why is it that you can enjoy the gods' favor while I can only crawl in the darkness?"

"No, you're wrong." Karin shook her head gently, "You have never been Eve. That name has never belonged to you."

"But you gave it to me!"

"Eve carries Dr. Ivan's expectations for the new human race, but you are not worthy of this name, so I regret it now."

Her face suddenly turned ferocious, and she pressed down on Karin, digging her ten fingers deep into Karin's slender neck. "Why do you regret this? Why?"

"You are about to die. Eve is my name, Karin is my shell, and you are nothing more than a fading shadow! Your memories, your emotions, your self-righteous purity, will all become my nourishment!"

"She" was almost hysterical, Karin's throat was gurgling, and her pale face was flushed with a sickly red due to lack of oxygen, but she was smiling happily.

"What are you laughing at? Why are you laughing? You're going to die!"

"Because I am not like you, my God has not abandoned me."

"That's my God! Mine!"

"Don't you realize it yet?" Karin's pupils reflected the other man's distorted face. "My Lord is watching us. I won."

"No, impossible!" "Her" ferocious face suddenly froze, her pale fingers unconsciously loosened a little, and she searched frantically in the room like a trapped beast, wishing she could open every crack to find the pair of eyes that were peeping at them.

Karin took the opportunity to turn over. Her neck, which was bruised from being pinched, was still burning with pain, but it did not prevent her from pressing the trembling "her" tightly onto the bed.

"Now I'm on top."

……

Fulgrim transformed into a flickering ball of light again, connecting the minds of Worp and Karin.

But this time it is no longer a two-way sharing of thoughts, but a one-way peeping.

Wop's consciousness quietly seeped into Karin's mind, and her life was like an edited film, slowly unfolding before his eyes.

The first half of her life was short, and the second half was also short, but both were eventful enough.

She is the darling of fate.

Both an immortal and a psychic.

She had Dr. Ivan in the first half of her life and Wop in the second half. Although her life seemed to be full of ups and downs, there was always someone to take care of her.

Even though Eve was plotting against her, it was just a tough episode and she would eventually overcome herself.

Wop didn't need to take any action, he was just a spectator.

And now she only lacks one thing.

"Are you awake?" The gentle voice was like a morning bell piercing through the mist.

Karin's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her light blue eyes slowly focused. The moment she saw Wop clearly, a pious glimmer appeared in her eyes.

"My Lord..." Karin opened her lips slightly and uttered a trembling whisper.

"Do you remember who you are?"

"I am your priestess, Karin."

Wop couldn't help but sigh in her heart at her good luck.

With the support of a huge population base, there are countless psykers in the Human Empire, but the number of immortals is extremely small.

So far, only two individuals who are both immortals and psykers have been publicly revealed: the Emperor and Malcador.

Elda is also an immortal, but her power is suspected to be a curse.

Vulkan is both immortal and possesses the essence of the Warp, but he cannot be considered immortal before he awakens his essence.

Although in theory both psykers and immortals can be created in large quantities through genetic engineering, and there are indeed examples of creating immortals or psykers, it is not that simple in practice.

Karin is so special.

She was born immortal, but accidentally became a psychic during Dr. Ivan's gene therapy.

Even though she lived her entire life in Tzeentch's conspiracy, the conspiracy never hurt her at all.

and……

Wop's gaze lingered on the girl for a long time.

She used to be just a country girl, but since her psychic powers awakened, she has become dazzlingly radiant.

Her skin is as smooth and translucent as fresh snow, and there is a lively charm between her eyebrows and eyes. Although her beauty is not as good as Claudia, she is still a beauty.

Is this change too big?

Fulgrim: "Father, we need to talk."

……

Fulgrim's eyes flickered with uneasiness. "Father, don't you think Sister Karin is a little strange?"

Wop shook his head slightly. "It's indeed a little unusual, but no matter what, we can't take her life because of this."

Wop peeped into Karin's memories and learned about her life.

But there are still many doubts shrouded in mystery.

For example, why would "Eve" steal thirsty water? What's the point of this?

Even if the jar of thirsty water was really broken, the thirsty water could not escape from the closed medical room.

Even if Eve injected thirst water directly into the shelter's water circulation system, it would only kill some civilians.

If her goal was to exterminate the Baal, she would have had countless opportunities to do so over the past few thousand years.

Whether they are purebloods, mutants or refugees, no one can resist her psychic power.

Even if she dies unexpectedly, as an immortal, she can still make a comeback.

Even if I kill someone in front of him, what can I gain except making him feel more guilty?

There is more to Wop's life than just Bal. What are hundreds of thousands of people compared to the survival of humanity as a whole?

Fulgrim and Sanguinius are similar to Worp.

They care about Baal because Baal is the planet that gave birth to them.

But in the vast galaxy, Baal is just an ordinary death world.

If it was really Tzeentch who was plotting in secret, his conspiracy would never have surfaced.

Thirst for water is just the most obvious part of the lie He carefully wove, just like the most lamentable and vulgar move on the chessboard, which only covers up the next brilliant move.