Now, Magnus has confirmed one thing.
That is - he is unfortunate.
No, Magnus thought, he had not actively used his psychic powers, had not resisted the Space Wolves' captivity, but why had he been dragged in here again
There was coldness under his feet. Magnus still did not use his clairvoyance. He stood cautiously where he was. The psychic deduced that he was being pulled into some kind of independent psychic domain.
This feeling...
Magnus felt the coldness under his feet. He should be in the snow now.
This should be Fenris.
Magnus paused. Was Fenris as unwelcome to him as the Space Wolves? Or had he done something wrong - had he violated the oath that the Wolf King had forced him to take
The Scarlet Sinner recalled, and finally, he was sure that he had not broken his oath.
Damn the Space Wolves, the Scarlet Sinner cursed inwardly. He knew their rune sorcerers were full of nonsense - Magnus had once regarded that as a sign of ignorance and uncivilization.
But now, facts told him that the rune warlocks were right in front of Fenris.
Magnus was torn internally. On the one hand, he was dragged into trouble again, but deep down in his heart, he still longed to... He longed to do something.
Magnus, on the other hand, was convinced that he should do nothing.
The Emperor, Hades (Magnus felt a kind of intuitive fear when thinking of this word, so he decided to use other words next), Mortarion, Leman Russ...
Each of them firmly told Magnus to do nothing more.
Magnus thought so too.
He couldn't bear it... couldn't bear to face the scene of his own sins again.
Magnus took a deep breath.
You have accepted it all, Magnus thought. Although the wild dog was rude to you, he was loyal to his father. What's more - they all thought that there was nothing wrong with the Wolf King, so you shouldn't dwell on it.
Magnus had made up his mind that he would prove himself worthless and return to that dungeon.
The Crimson Traveler, who was forcibly dragged into the territory in the illusory ice and snow, took a cautious step forward and spoke hoarsely,
[Great Soul of Fenris - or whatever you prefer - but I mean no offense,]
Magnus's body seemed to be smaller than usual, which was the privilege of a psychic, who could change size freely.
Magnus, who had often dealt with psychic creatures before, knew what attitude he should take when facing a huge planetary will.
[I am just a traveler...]
Magnus took a deep breath.
[A criminal, guarded by your descendant Leman Russ. I did not actively wish to disturb your peace, but the blizzard of the warp trapped us here - under the decision of your descendant Russ, I had no choice but to set foot on your territory. ]
Magnus paused, feeling the coldness all around him. It was a good thing that it didn't stop him, so he continued,
[According to your son Rus, I am unarmed and just hope to take shelter from the wind and rain here. I have respect for this land - I have no intention of harming it.]
[If any of my actions offend you, then it is your son, Leman Russ, who has been vigilantly following his rules from beginning to end.]
[If you want to punish me, or want me to change my behavior - please find my caretaker Leman Russ. I do not have the power to make my own decisions.]
Magnus, who wanted to do nothing but return to the dungeon as soon as possible, decisively threw all the responsibilities to the Wolf King and felt good about it.
+No,+
Something spoke, and the blind Magnus determined that the voice came from in front of him.
Magnus couldn't see that in front of him was a small island surrounded by the river, and on the island, there was a huge, rugged tree.
Now, it was the tree that spoke to him.
+Fenris needs you.+
The old voice sounded, bringing the news that Magnus least wanted to hear.
Magnus roared in anger in his heart. He didn't want to - he didn't want to do anything anymore. Was this true or false? Or was it just another trap? !
Before this, Magnus would have considered himself lucky, with countless adventures coming to him by coincidence.
Now, in front of the Emperor, forced to witness all of this... Magnus looked at everyone as if they were out to murder him.
There are no good people in the warp.
Including his father, Magnus thought.
But even though he felt this in his heart, Magnus still spoke respectfully. He reached out and touched the shackles around his neck.
[Soul of Fenris - You see, I am no longer as glorious as I once was. My current strength cannot compete with an ant, and my current magic cannot compare with the glimmer of light at the end of the grass.]
[I am only a blind, innocent passer-by, not wishing to intentionally step into the river of Fenris' fate.]
[I think your descendants will be happy to accept your gift and request. You may have found the wrong person.]
Magnus said this humbly. He remained silent and waited nervously. He was familiar with the laws of the warp - as long as you don't actively say "accept" or similar words, they cannot actively gain your power.
Thinking of this, Magnus uneasily glanced into his soul again. The crack was there, reminding him that he had already made a deal.
What he is doing now and trying his best to avoid is to prevent the existence of debt collectors at the end of the transaction.
All the Emperor did was to sabotage the deal as much as possible while keeping Magnus in hiding.
Magnus, who had figured it out, naturally had no energy or desire to do anything else.
So - send him back, back to the stinking, cold dungeons of the Space Wolves.
Magnus thought,
+No… +
The voice continued,
+Your fate is entangled with Fenris's fate - this is your sin, and you must pay it back. +
Magnus raised his eyebrows in surprise.
[I don't mean to offend, what is the lifeline?]
+Destiny.+
[Why is it my fault? I have never had any bad intentions towards Fenris.]
A sigh sounded, and the next moment, Magnus felt a light feather brushing against his shoulder.
The Scarlet Sinner shuddered, and spoke in disbelief, his tone sharp and broken.
[It—it’s here? !]
+Stupid!!!+
A roar followed the heavy blow, and Magnus felt some kind of beast pounce on him from behind. It felt like the wolf king's kick. He fell forward and fell into the gurgling river.
The water enveloped him, and Magnus fell coughing into the darkness—
Stars lit up from the darkness, followed by a strange river of light, and a dazzling crack tore through the sky.
Magnus was surprised to find that he could see again, floating quietly surrounded by the stars.
Then he realized that this was Fenris's vision, and Fenris was sharing his vision with him.
He blinked, a familiar feeling of unease coming over him.
Magnus looked around slowly. He could no longer see the light of Terra, but he saw—
He saw a stream of bright blue light coming straight towards him.
Even from Magnus's perspective, the blue light is not fatal to a planet that nurtures its soul. In the past, Magnus could even weaken it through some complicated rituals.
But the problem wasn't the blue light.
There was no light in Magnus' eyes. He saw with despair the monster following the light wave.
The tentacles of the indescribable dark thing that devours everything were reaching forward greedily and foolishly, trying to embrace the gracefully fluttering blue feathers in front of it.
And wherever the mad darkness passed, not a single glimmer of light remained.
It... is much bigger, crazier, and more stupid than the last time I saw it.
Completely governed by instinct, completely governed by law.
He thought with a shudder,
That's... Wh-No! Stop! Magnus! You can't call on it anymore.
The jailer who had once imprisoned him—why did he suddenly become so big? !
What happened to him after that?! Did he devour the souls of an entire prosperous star region?!
I'm afraid this is not enough to allow the darkness to grow to such a terrifying level!
Magnus felt his brain trembling. He was looking directly at a monster. His soul was aching. The familiar feeling of suffocation and vomiting came over him, but it was much heavier than before.
Don't - don't come over here!
Magnus screamed, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat, but he was horrified to find that he could not move at all - at this moment he was Fenris.
At that moment, Magnus felt extreme fear.
Magnus coughed as he rose from the river. He struggled to raise his upper body, his scalp tingling.
He coughed.
[He—He is coming for me?]
Magnus asked breathlessly. Did he know that his creditor had finally found him - and decided to give him the most horrible death possible
Well... he was the only one, Magnus thought, he was the only one who would suffer, he would not be a burden to his children, his father... He could do it, he could.
Magnus took a deep breath, and even though he felt his whole body trembling with fear - he accepted it.
He didn't understand why, but if it was his creditors who wanted to write off their debts with the most brutal death possible, then he agreed.
Magnus took a deep breath.
[I see,]
He said tiredly,
[I'm sorry for threatening you - you can talk to your son Leman Russ and ask him to give me a ship so that I can stay away from here alone and wait for my final judgment.]
For a moment, the Soul of Fenris did not respond to him, only the sound of silent wind whistling past.
Magnus wondered with brief relief, was the Spirit of Fenris mourning his sacrifice
The wind was howling.
+… Child, it is time for you to get out of the chaos behind the spiritual consciousness. It is not for you. +
The next moment, Magnus saw the figure of Leman Russ in front of an altar.
The dazzling white light and blue light intertwined there.
His gaze moved downward, moving—through the white stone altars filled with skulls, through the topsoil covered with grass roots, through the long and boring deep surface, where the sounds of frolicking and the light of candles shone together, he saw the netherworld of Fenris, where the so-called creatures of the Fenrisian Warp lived.
Magnus gasped.
Fenris is a planet large enough to support an entire, underground kingdom of the Warp.
But his gaze continued to move, down, and down again—
Magnus saw a gate of distinctly alien style. It looked uninhabited for a long time, but its defense system was still functioning, and Magnus could see that it was resisting Fenris's psychic energy.
The ancient Eldar language was engraved on it, and Magnus frowned as he translated it word for word.
[—Network—Road—]
What's this
Magnus thought of something that seemed to answer his doubts, and then the Soul of Fenris sighed, full of fatigue and anger.
+He loves drama and change—that's why He chose me. +
+Magnus, the fifteenth son of the Lord of Mankind, the Red King - show me your resolve. +
Magnus turned around and saw the scene that Mortarion had seen deep in the Terran Palace.
He saw the roads being built.
In just a moment, Magnus understood everything.
Horrified, unbelievably horrified, Magnus felt as if his soul had screamed out loud, he was too terrified to care about anything else,
[It wants—it wants—it wants to lead Hades into the Webway? !]
At this moment, as Magnus screamed, Magnus desperately, slowly realized something -
That is, he couldn't just do nothing.
His soul, which had been corroded by the Black Domain, was aching slightly. He was sure that no matter how exquisite the Warp illusion was, it could not depict even a trace of the fear of that monster.
This is all true.
I recently caught a cold, a severe cold. I felt something was wrong yesterday. I managed to finish typing, and when I took my temperature I found that I had a fever.
The second update may be very late, don't wait.
(End of this chapter)