Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

Like a child unwilling to accept reality, after his initial furious denial subsided, Koz fell into melancholy with tears in his eyes and collapsed onto the throne behind him.

impossible.

Nostramo has been cured by him, he couldn't be better!

Why blow it up? Ah, why—blow it up!?

What's wrong?

Think about it, Kurtz, something must be wrong.

It's definitely not because of his actions.

Fairness is absolute and brooks no questioning.

In Koz's mind, the image of the golden giant from the prophecy appeared.

he came.

That's right, it's him!

It turned out to be the case.

"Oh it's you!"

"you!"

Koz bared his teeth and growled.

Coz's predictions were highly accurate.

Just as he was governing the planet with great efficiency, news of a giant ruler appearing on Nostramore spread like wildfire and eventually reached the Emperor's ears.

Another Primarch is emerging on his homeworld.

Leading his First Expeditionary Fleet, along with the Emperor's Son, the Imperial Fist, and the newly renamed World Eater, they embarked on a journey to Nostramore.

As Koz anticipated, the sight of countless large warships docking in orbit terrified him—the image of warships and cannons destroying the entire Nostramamo still echoed in his mind.

As the landing craft descended, these extraterrestrial visitors seemed to dispel the smog that had long shrouded Nostradamo with their unique methods.

Under the dim light of a faint star and the long-standing haze, the moment they landed, the Emperor's blinding light dazzled the curious commoners who dared to regard themselves as radiant.

Even on the way to the Cotswolds Palace after landing, the heavily armed honor guard dazzled many curious civilians who watched along the way.

This was not his intention, but there seemed to be no way to stop it from happening.

During the journey, the emperor was very satisfied with what he saw.

Nostradamus was a model of social order and economic efficiency.

Here, everyone abides by the law, and even the upper class will voluntarily pay out of their own pockets to build various infrastructure and welfare facilities for the lower class.

Interactions between people are characterized by exceptional kindness.

The interaction was very harmonious, and everyone had a smile on their face.

Compared to other hive cities, Nostramamo's living environment and level of social governance are a model that the Empire should learn from and emulate!

"It looks like a nice planet."

"The new Primarch doesn't seem as bad as you thought, does it?"

Fugrim gently touched Kasgar's shoulder beside him.

The latter seemed to have been filled with despair ever since they heard they were going to Nostramamo.

Fugrim found it very strange—wasn't Kasgar always eager to help the Primarch?

Why was Kasgar so frightened when I also suggested to the Emperor that we could help the Primarch together with Kasgar and the Imperial Princes?

I wonder what this guy predicted this time, that's why he's so afraid of returning to his original form.

This is not the style of Casca, who dares to joke around even in front of Philus.

"It's not a good habit for me to casually comment on Primarchs, you'll see in time."

With Rogdorn standing beside him, Kasgar wisely chose to keep quiet.

As an architect, he was looking around at the unique, towering spires of Nostradamo's architecture, seemingly expressing a certain degree of appreciation for them.

Roger Dorn, the original critic.

It's best not to make mistakes in front of him.

Otherwise, you'll end up like Plankton (Petrulabo), suffering a nervous breakdown from his sharp criticism.

After a short walk, the joint guard, composed of representatives of the Imperial Guard and various legions, entered the somewhat gloomy and towering palace of Kozna.

Conrad Coates was already waiting at the main entrance of the palace.

At that very moment, the Emperor's radiance shone upon this midnight wanderer.

"Ah!"

With a piercing scream, Coz let out a howl with a frantic tremor in the next instant.

This was the clearest and most distinct vision he had ever seen.

He saw everything.

Over countless millennia, everything is subject to change.

On the towering golden throne, a gaunt man sat in the center, unmoved by the passage of time.

There are four entities eyeing him covetously.

However, these four entities were also outwardly united but inwardly at odds, constantly fighting among themselves.

There is a dynamic balance among these guys.

There was no future, no hope. Under this continued decline, it gradually faded away, just like Nostradamus before Coz arrived.

why?

Why did the creator of Coz, his own father, become like this?

—That was a major battle.

A protracted battle, in which both sides exhausted all their strength, and—

His own battle, and the battle of another giant.

Yes, and those four snickering shadows too.

Those four were the same four evil beings he had seen before, the ones who were eyeing him menacingly.

What was the final outcome, and what were they fighting for?

No, the battle seemed to have no winners at all. Both sides were badly injured, so this was hardly an end, or rather, he used a loophole. He always does that.

Although I have never worked with him, it seems that I already know his personality.

Both sides suffered heavy losses, barely surviving.

What other clues are there?

A fallen angel. And a golden centaur soaring through the air?

what?

What did he see?

For the first time, Coz suspected that the servants had laced his lunch with some kind of anesthetic.

Nine hours? Nine hours that keep repeating?

What does this mean?

And there was also that tall, white-haired giant wearing a gleaming gold armor.

Countless transforming hands and flames, along with raging axes and joyful whips, pierced towards him with bone-corroding poison.

The first cut was made on his arm, followed by a second, and a third.

The increasing number of wounds caused his limbs to disintegrate and break apart.

This brother of mine may face misfortune in the future.

Next came another giant wearing blue and white armor.

His situation seemed to be similar to that of the previous brother; neither of them was having an easy time.

In a crimson world, he is being besieged by some strange entity.

A hateful rage filled Koz's heart.

But the anger that has calmed down is even more powerful, he thought.

The same goes for hatred.

Ugh, damn it.

Koz sensed his disgust.

He shattered the surrounding, eerie demons, and refusing to compromise his principles, he chose to leave alone, covered in wounds.

Next up is the only woman in the group.

Her purple armor transformed into a bright, yet not overly dazzling, ball of light in front of Koz.

It seems that in the future, she will not suffer the same misfortune as her two older siblings.

This was probably the only thing to be thankful for—and it also piqued Koz's curiosity.

Why does this person's future seem different?

As the scenery changed wildly again, one illusion after another filled his mind, leaving him overwhelmed.

Unbeknownst to him, the visions of his Primarch brothers and sisters flashed through Koz's mind.

Receiving so much information at such a short time was enough to cause Kotz's brain excruciating pain—but it wasn't over yet.

The illusion shifted again, and this time, the one who landed was the purple-gold warrior standing next to the purple-armored lady, whom he had never noticed before.

he--?

Who is he?

I don't know, and I don't even have that person's consciousness.

It was as if he shouldn't have been there at all, but somehow he just happened to be there now.

An overwhelming sense of unease washed over Koz in an instant.

No!

This person shouldn't have appeared!

He wasn't even mentioned in the prophecy, so who is he? How did he get in?

He's not here! Nothing at all!

Koz felt a sense of impatience, like an obsessive-compulsive person seeing an odd loose thread in a neat arrangement of fate's threads.

Where did this come from?

Unravel the mystery, and proceed—ah, here it is.

That was an emperor and one.

Wait! The Emperor?

What are you doing?

Koz saw the deal.

A sordid deal between a subspace being and the Emperor!

Fire—he saw warp flames, the same flames he had seen on the Emperor's sword.

The emperor conjured twenty strange beings within the flames—

The twenty-first one, the one before Koz, is a subspace entity that made a deal with the Emperor, existing within the flames.

Wait, why do those twenty beings look so familiar?

Koz seems to have discovered a blind spot.