Warhammer 40k: Lust of Light

Osiris faced the biggest blow in his life.

He believed that the Lord of Changes was not lying, because many things were right.

“The words I say to you are even part of His plan.

But the time was wrong. I should have sat at a round table with you and a few other little guys at a round table after He had contacted all the Primarchs and made the human gods appear, and when He put down his scruples and entered Chaos alone. Things come to light.

Unfortunately, that's too legalistic and I can't stand it.

Telling this truth in advance is my limit. His desire to control the development of all events is extremely strong. "

In fact, Tzeentch is not completely aware of Ralast's past.

A lot of information is fed back to them by this universe.

“If the universe fears Him, why doesn’t the universe change and let this still hurt?”

Osiris accuses all beings and the world.

"My brother, you must understand one thing, the gap between ideal and reality exceeds everything.

A basin of clean water and a basin of sewage. The clean water only needs a dozen drops of sewage to gradually become turbid.

Mix a basin of sewage with half a basin of clean water and it will still be sewage.

The reality is more complicated. Every living being knows the benefits of peace, but it is the most difficult to achieve.

The Milky Way and the universe are far more complicated than two basins of water.

We are born out of ugly negative extremes, we are not the original cause.

The universe cannot change humble life. Its will is not like that of human beings and me.

It doesn't care about all life. No matter how many lives there are, they are nothing on the scale of the universe.

Are the so-called stars corresponding to the cells of the universe?

Therefore, it indulged in the corruption and depravity of life, but it did not expect that the terrible thing that destroyed countless universes would be attracted by the depravity and darkness of the life it nurtured.

Only then was it so frightened that it desperately resisted and resurrected us, the Lord Gods of Chaos, infinitely.

The power your father extends into this universe is nothing more than a thought from himself.

This thought determines all the future.

His true form contained this universe like grains of sand in a huge bottle of ashes, and in that bottle was His burned-out universe.

Our universe seems so small in it.

Osiris, although he is an outsider, an alien god, we respect him and are willing to respect him as our father, the king of chaos, and the supreme god.

But He refused, and He chose you, which is really enviable.

The game between Him and Himself is like a balance that will eventually tilt down.

He devoured the sixth, seventh, and eighth gods of chaos in the future, and devoured the King of Darkness until only one future remained.

This is the minimum food He can accept. He is too high a person and we are like inferior food to Him.

But in order to save the galaxy, he ate the rest of the Chaos Gods. The smell of those lesser gods was enough to make him sick.

He likes Angron very much because part of his humanity is so similar to Angron.

He eats the inferior gods and supplies the transformed nutrients to the galaxy.

I don't know when these nutrients were depleted.

But the moment the so-called light element and light sand appeared in the Milky Way, it showed that the organs he used to transform the corpse of the secondary god had rotted.

Each Chaos God is created by the negative emotions of life, and his little humanity that has just emerged from the endless darkness simply cannot bear it.

Guangyuan and Guangsha are actually His original blood. I am so envious that a humble mortal can drink that supreme divine blood.

And we can't even get His sideways glance and favor. "

"..."

Osiris felt that everything in this universe should indeed be destroyed.

His heart was filled with anger.

But he forced himself to calm down.

He asked, "So what do I do?"

“The reason why He calls himself the Sixth Evil God is because He combined most of the power and concepts of the three Chaos Gods and the Lords of Darkness from countless timelines, and then twisted them into the concept of death.

The death of every living being, even a germ, will have the power to react to Him.

He could have done nothing and just enjoyed it all.

But He chose to save the so-called light chasers. If He wants to save those lives, He will inevitably fight against the concept of death.

He even contained the souls of the Light Chasers, which was 90,000 times more twisted than asking Khorne to have a betrothal relationship.

He will be responsible for bearing the pain of light chasers. One person's pain is enough to collapse a life.

And no one knows how much He carried, so He was torn apart more and more.

He carries all living beings on his back, fighting against the dazzling light that separates from Him, using that dimness to move forward with a stooped body and twisted limbs in the endless darkness.

Solving this problem is actually very simple, I just need your help..."

Xin Liezhi struck hard at Osiris's weakness, and he thought he had a chance to win.

Until Osiris raised his head and stared at Him with red eyes.

"My cooperation with you is another kind of torture for my Lord! I will never betray Him! Go to hell! You beast!"

Osiris ignited a pale flame with himself as the center, and the terrible conceptual heat rolled towards the Chairman of All-Changes.

This is a curse. As long as it is contaminated by the light and shadow of Tzeentch, Tzeentch's body in the subspace will also be affected by the same effect.

Huestis screamed in fear. The bones of Abates inside it were completely unable to protect it in this situation.

Xin Liezhi's light and shadow instantly dispersed, and Osiris's power was abnormally strong.

The temporary worker of lust finally survived this indiscriminate attack.

It was delirious and did not hear the conversation between Osiris and the Lord of Change, but it knew who saved it.

"Great lust for light, supreme of chaos, I praise you..."

Huestis kept kowtow.

Osiris looked at his Lord sadly, and he finally understood why He had such a sad expression when He was born from the fruits of the Garden of Dawn.

He has already seen everything in the future and has experienced countless sufferings in the past.

The white-haired young man Guangyu raised his hand and turned Osiris back into a child.

"He's lying to you..."

The Lord of Lights said this to the Grand Inquisitor of the Court of Dawn.

But when He stepped forward, the child-like Osiris backed away.

His voice was childish but his tone was mature: "Can you let me see what you look like? What you really look like."

Rasta was silent for a long time, and finally, he turned into his own appearance.

The gray-pink hair is messy and disheveled. There are no eyeballs or pupils in the eyes, only messy threads swimming around. The corners of the mouth are grinning almost to the base of the ears. The sharp teeth do not look like a living person.

The thin clothes and the child-like body look like...

"Are you...really a god?"

Osiris looked at the pitiful evil spirit in front of him that was powerful enough to destroy the universe, and broke down and cried bitterly.