Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

"At least the boundaries between truth and falsehood are not fixed here..."

Calvin closed his eyes and thought, feeling the difference between Imperial Truth and Draconion.

The truth and falsehood of this universe are not fixed, and can even be converted into each other to a certain extent;

Draconian's principle was not unusual in his eyes, but what was strange was that it actually worked.

And just summing it up, Calvin will find:

Such things that are different in appearance but similar in nature are not uncommon in this world. From what he knows, the gods are doing it, the emperor is doing it, and the imperial state religion seems to be doing it too...

Oh, and if the blame for Imperial Truth was to be laid on Calvin, he was doing it too.

Their nature is that they are rituals and repeated declarations of existence.

But Calvin couldn't figure out the difference between them for the time being. The only weapon he could touch with his own hands at the moment was the Imperial Truth.

Imperial truth is growing, and in Calvin’s eyes, the concrete manifestation of this growth is that “concepts” are transformed in the form of inscriptions and then condensed into the ontology of imperial truth.

Draconion died, but as a concept that had been promoted to original sin, its divinity made death a progression rather than a brief moment.

The concept of fragmentation and disintegration makes its existence dilute every moment.

Specifically in reality, countless variations of inscriptions symbolizing murder are also burned by the fire of order in the midst of fragmentation and decay.

Every variation is an evolution and possibility of murder, and the capture of each variation means that its identity is further locked.

At the moment when the last change was captured by the Imperial Truth, Calvin could clearly hear a cry belonging to Draconion in the subspace;

At this time, the faceless angel in Empire Truth also raised the long sword held in both hands high, and then thrust it down with all his strength!

Boom...

The sound was not so much broken as it was the heartstrings of some giant beast being cut off. But that unimaginably huge body cannot be perceived by mortals, but exists in the dimensions of existence and history.

In the depths of the subspace, gods and more bizarre and ancient beings all follow this cry and turn their gaze to reality; and countless unborn people are also crying for the fall of this legendary seed...

On the other side of the subspace with Fal as the center, colorful energy clouds are surging in the void;

And at the end of that disordered time and space, there is also a distant whale song lamenting...

Ghosts cry and gods howl, and heaven and earth share the same sorrow.

The legendary life has fallen, and its funeral in the subspace continues.

But Calvin has already entered the stage of dungeon settlement. Looking at the torrent of souls and emotions coming towards him, Calvin, as the initiator, said that it is really difficult for him to put himself into the sorrow in the subspace. middle……

Well...the real story is that Calvin was in a very happy mood.

The original body, whose back molars were almost sticking out, looked around vigilantly to ensure that his temporary gaffe would not be discovered by his heirs.

This was definitely an unexpected gain. Calvin swore that before seeing these benefits, he never thought that an inconspicuous magic sword would actually provide him with far greater benefits than Abaddon himself.

Imperial Truth is of course the first beneficiary, and Calvin’s gain is also not small.

After the former devoured his brother from the same mother, he naturally inherited the power of Draconion;

And in the space in its sword, behind the faceless angel, there is a prototype of a concept that is vaguely taking shape, and is in the process of being gestated.

What it is, Calvin has no clue for the time being.

Even based on the foundation of Imperial Truth and Draconion, whether it can be successfully conceived depends on the two.

It can possess the status of a great demon from the initial stage of life, and when it grows up, it will possess the power of "original sin".

If you want to nurture this kind of life and want to advance further, you need more than just resources - you really need a little favor from the goddess of fate.

The latter, Calvin himself, also benefited greatly from Draconion's death.

Since the Demon Sword was acquired by Abaddon, the soul essences of countless humans and demons who died under this sword have all been attributed to Calvin's soul after losing the shackles of the Demon Sword.

What is more important than this benefit is the new inscription that Calvin simultaneously received and transformed when he witnessed the dismemberment of Draconion by Imperial Truth.

This harvest not only expands the inscriptions already mastered, but also gives all Gray Knights more choices in psychic construction;

It is also a real deal, allowing these new humans who build their souls with inscriptions to have an increase in their development limit.

Even the battle itself has meaning, for from a theological perspective, victory equals deeds, and deeds equal traces.

The original existence of gods was born due to the intentional or unintentional prayers of countless souls;

The authority and power of the gods were originally created through the same desire, and then became true after being sung countless times.

Every miracle is a ritual that consolidates and enhances the existence of the gods;

And what the Gray Knights do has the same essence in a sense - that is, belief.

Firm faith is the food that any god dreams of.

Calvin defeated a demon, and the Gray Knights witnessed and sang about this victory.

Therefore, in the belief of the Gray Knights, the Lord of the Gray Knights is invincible against the devil;

So millions of times of firm belief turned illusion into reality. When Calvin actually faced the devil, he was actually able to get extra damage to the devil from these beliefs.

Although this gain was small, Calvin gasped after actually seeing it.

It should be noted that his life and that of the Gray Knights are already different from ordinary lives because of the inscription.

And in their perspective of looking at time, no matter how small this gain is, once it is accumulated over time, it is a force that can change the world!

This is the secret of the gods!

The so-called "blood is sacrificed to the blood god, the head is sacrificed to the skull throne" and the so-called "all things eventually decay, but a loving father gives new life" must also be repetitions of this kind of ritual.

What they want is not the soul, what they long for is the repetition again and again.

Hmm... Calvin sighed silently.

Falseness becomes reality, which is probably one of the biggest secrets in the universe.

To take the next step forward from reality to becoming great, in Calvin's eyes, the only way is to devote yourself to time to refine and leave traces in time with miracles.

The gods' coveting of reality comes from this. They need reality and a mirror that uses reality to maintain their false existence;

The Emperor's monopoly on subspace knowledge also comes from this, because only by completely cutting off the soul of the last "knowing" gods, will those ugly and twisted things return from reality to falsehood, and then roll back to history and time. Go to the trash heap.

But this is an unfair attack and defense, because as long as there is a breakthrough, it can bring about a large amount of pollution;

I only saw a thief the day before yesterday, how can I guard against a thief for a thousand days?

The Emperor's failure lay in this. He could not, by himself, shackle and suppress the thoughts of an entire human race.

So this road is blocked, so...that's why Calvin is today.

Since it cannot be forbidden, there is only symbiosis;

Since there is no way to block it, the only option is to rob it!

It is a reality that we cannot stop the pollution of the gods, but using the Gray Knights as the foundation to snatch faith is a direction that we can try!

But this brought up a new question, that is, why did the Emperor himself not take this path, but instead kept resisting the "God-Emperor" part of his body?

Why was it that before Calvin came, the Emperor, who clearly held the faith of the entire human race, was trapped on the golden throne of Terra, sitting there for ten thousand years?

This was a question, and Calvin had no chance to answer it until he returned to Terra.

He temporarily put aside this question and turned to another question that came to mind after being exposed to these secrets:

That is, since the existence of gods requires countless traces to prove.

So how do they ensure that they can succeed every time in countless communications?

This is undoubtedly a big gamble, because the long time forged by power does not allow any failure.

Once it fails, such traces will be captured and amplified by the enemy, and then become a conceptual weapon for the enemy;

But what a difficult task it is to achieve complete victory in thousands of sermons?

No, this road is impossible.

Calvin shook his head and rejected this unrealistic idea.

There must be other ways, in the hands of the gods, that he had not thought of.

Devil, devil!

Calvin looked at the demon prince who had turned into ashes before him, and suddenly understood what the gods were doing.

There is absolutely no need for them to plunge their entire selves into the dangerous pool of reality;

Aren't they just using these fragments of "themselves" to reveal their existence to mortals through repeated pollution and distortion?

The advantages of subspace over reality are reflected here.

An incarnation or concept fragment only needs one projection to create enough waves in the real world.

Don't say that these projections will not die at all. Even if they really put their incarnations into reality, what will it do to the huge whole of gods?

At most, it's just a long sleep... not even a physical injury.

And this is the biggest reason why the Chaos Gods and the demons under their command are emboldened despite repeated attacks in reality, and still maintain their greed for the real world.

No punishment, a huge profit deal. If it were Calvin himself, he would do the same.

But, is this really the case?

Since this world has been able to operate for so long, why does it have such a unilateral and unbalanced mechanism?

There must be something that the previous people did not notice;

There must be some factor that is enough to smooth out this one-sided plunder.

Calvin stopped thinking and stared blankly at the Imperial Truth in his hand.

This concept that maintains the shape of a sword in the eyes of mortals is buzzing in response to Calvin's will.

And through its appearance, Calvin could still see that the infected inscriptions were repeatedly breathing the afterglow of the fire of order.

Determination and courage are the core concepts of Imperial Truth.

But this concept was like a subtle reminder, causing Calvin to turn his head and look inquiringly in the direction of the emperor and the gods.

real name! Yes! It's your real name!

As the incarnations of evil gods, are the wills carried by those demons also related to the inscriptions on their bodies?

Are their so-called true names, just like their will-carrying components, determined by the inscriptions that make them up?

What about the Emperor?

No, not the Emperor.

It is the part of the Emperor's body that belongs to the God-Emperor.

He has performed similar miracles in the past thousands of years;

And just like Padilla, who is training on the Silver Dawn, are those "living saints" who belong to the emperor also in such a wonderful state?

At this point, part of Calvin's confusion was finally solved.

At least he had a trivial but extremely crucial understanding of what the inscription in the soul represented in terms of power:

The inscription is the truth, the inscription is the foundation!

The number and strength of the inscriptions directly determine how much will a soul can possess or carry;

And the inscription itself also requires constant repetition of will to move from illusory concepts to reality!

renew.