Warhammer 40k: Lust of Light

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"The universe is cruel, Elden, that's the nature of everything.

I worked hard to coat them with a layer of frosting on top of all the cruelty.

But the scars behind it remained unchanged, still just painful. "

Light Desire has explained everything about this galaxy and subspace to the Flower Lord, and also told him what he wants to do.

“I made very little difference, just giving the cans a good meal once in a while and telling them a few stories.

The material provider within the human empire is my little comfort to ordinary people.

My mental filter is actually not a good thing.

I don’t know whether it’s right or wrong to twist people’s consciousness from pain and suffering to another kind of common happiness.

Even the Pokémon in the fairy tales I made up just turned people into cute demons.

The difference is that they can also transform from demons back into humans.

In a certain timeline in the future, a child of the Lord of Mankind awakens to the nature of subspace, believes that he is the Supreme God, and takes himself as his authority and belief. This makes his projection in the subspace majestic enough, allowing him to Sitting on a toilet, the permanent network channel.

But his support for himself must be that the Lord of Mankind becomes an organ of him.

I can't stand that this sad situation is one of the best possible futures. "

Facing this strange evil god of honesty, Elden just asked.

"Logically speaking, those four evil gods are the embodiment of certain emotions. If we direct these emotions to positivity, they will not..."

“It’s impossible, even some humans are hopeless, completely irredeemable.

And those four old guys can be characterized as enemies that must be eliminated in this regard.

If their emotions in reality become completely positive, they will be equivalent to complete death, which they cannot tolerate.

They would be dissatisfied with even just one more correct happiness for everyone in the galaxy.

Because only more pain can make them happy. For them, more torture means that they have the best food, the best clothing, and the best use.

And even if just an empire civilian eats a bite of an ordinary and delicious apple, they think it's not okay.

This is why we can never reconcile with these four old beasts.

All I ask for is that good people do not suffer evil consequences. If this is not possible..."

Rasta's voice gradually became softer.

"I know." Elden lost all luck and began to show extreme hostility to the Chaos Gods.

“I will implant a divine spine into each of you and the bones in your tomb.

Your path may be a little tougher.

Fairy tales, legends, and history, all kinds of stories are the means I use to steal the power of the Chaos God, and the path I take is one of them.

I need you to use your own power to unify the entire Egns.

Your original skeleton and the deity's spine incorporated into it are forged into a suit of power armor.

In a year at most, a squad of Astartes will come here to take you in. They are good boys.

Slave, lord, auxiliary army, Astartes, Grand Company Captain, living saint, this is the life I give you. I am sorry to let you bear such a big responsibility. "

Guang wanted to get up, but when he finished speaking, the two of them were already in the cemetery, and the flower lord's tombstone was still standing there.

"Your burial comes from yourself, so you also need to dig your own grave to awaken your own past."

He placed a divine spine into the hands of the child Elden.

This little guy with a sallow face but a resolute expression stretched out his hand.

Abates's head swallowed his arm, and divine bone patterns began to crawl all over Elden's body.

Elden knocked down the tombstone and began to dig his coffin.

After a while, a coffin was opened.

He took another god's spine from Rasta and put it into his own half-purple and half-white bones.

The skeleton of Abates relied on the lust of light to support it, and used the power of a fox to forcefully remove the pollution and curse left by Salish, and gradually merged with this skeleton that failed to ascend to the devil halfway.

Light Desire is ready to bless this world and make it a world that is enough to be filled with flowers, but not enough for these flowers to even provide protein.

The omnipotent god in Elden's eyes suddenly staggered, stooped down, and covered his head in pain.

At that moment, some dim light seemed to dissipate from Him, and the dazzling light seemed to come from a certain moment in the past, across time and space, to the present.

The true form of lust was revealed, and the pale monster trembled, suppressing all uneasiness.

Above the powder, dim light rose again, covering Himself.

"You..." Elden felt a kind of distant terror, which was not caused by the true form of the god in front of him.

"It's nothing, just a small problem."

Guang Yu responded casually and continued to bless the world.

When everything was completed, He stood up and walked towards the Astartes battleship in the distance.

Elden stood there stunned for a long time, remembering some of the words the other party had said to him.

"If you become my devil, you can be like Huestis and make some deals as you like. As for the price with the other party, it is up to you to decide. How about, do you want to become such a devil?"

Finally, the young man walked back the way he came.

The difference is that he has a pale sword in his hand and a thin armor made of his own bones.

This armor will be used as a material to be integrated into his power armor in the future.

On the battleship of the Phoenix Sons.

"Master, you are finally back."

Abraham took out a bedtime book and gave it to the wicked Lord.

Guang Yu slapped the book away, and then walked to the two purple cans from the Law Circle family.

He tried hard to recall some sad things, and finally squeezed out two tears of lust.

Anduin promptly placed one of the four tables of different sizes that was always available in the battleship next to him.

Rasta stepped up and patted the two cans on the shoulders.

"Just now, I was telling a story to your ancestors, but while I was telling him, he stretched out his hand and startled me.

When I came to my senses, he was not wearing any pants, and in a very explicit manner, he ran away naked under the moonlight pretending to be a corpse!

Scared me! "

"..."

The two purple cans were stunned.

Then quickly rushed out of the battleship.

"Ancestor!"

Rasta sat down on the table.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Abraham.

This is a cruel person! Abraham actually suspected that he was using the bones of the Flower Lord from the golden age to the present to make soup!

What made him even more angry was that he was not asked to drink together!

After the two purple cans of the Dharma Ring family came back, they were devastated.

My dear ancestors, I have been sleeping soundly for so many years without gasping for breath. Why did I suddenly...

Late at night, after all the cans have been put to sleep with bedtime reading.

The terrible thing came to his cabin.

Each company of Astartes would have a cabin vacated for its material provider, waiting for Him to arrive and occupy it at any time. In His presence, each can slept soundly like a child.

The machine soul of the battleship was also comforted by the light desire and fell into a deep sleep.

Then He stretched out His hand.

The faint light slowly condensed in the hand.

This process is really, really slow.

It may have taken nearly an hour for an ordinary apple to be "created" in His hands.

"Has it... reached this point?"