Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 75 Cancer and Sores

On the way to start walking again, Calvin's mood was a little complicated.

He looked at the cursor of the last file left on the screen on the gauntlet and thought about it, and finally clicked on it...

File VII-2: 697.M39
I spent three whole months playing a game called hide and seek with these little yellow cans.

The content of the game is how to use this can in my hand, which is larger than other cans, to attract waves of them to die.

How funny!Do you also have the friendship of comrades-in-arms?Are you worthy?

You don’t think of yourself as human beings anymore, so what do you need human feelings for?
If you really have feelings, how can you deal with these people who have spent their entire lives frugal and have never even walked out of their nests?
It is the tax they contribute that feeds you!It is their existence that makes your existence meaningful!

The feelings of your so-called comrades-in-arms, after you raised your butcher knife against these civilians, are worthless in my eyes!

I was so patient with the wave after wave of Astartes who tried to take their commander away, that I even enjoyed watching over his corpse day and night.

From a squad's attempt to steal, to a platoon's firepower attack.I take it all and give them a generous death.

The tactics and fighting will of the Astartes are indeed worthy of the title of the elite of the empire in my opinion, but unfortunately, I am no longer the original me...

I no longer fear them, I no longer believe in them.

Standing in front of them now is just a vengeful person who gave everything for power, a pathetic existence who even gave his soul to the evil god in exchange for power.

I know my state. Although my mind has been gradually corrupted by the divine power from Nurgle, thanks to his fraternity, he didn't take my soul away in the first place greedily.

Although I have less and less waking time belonging to myself, I still thank my loving father for his generous promise. At least, I will completely lose myself after completing my revenge.

Thank you merciful Lord of life!Thanks to the generous Lord of Corruption!
I ended up not being able to wait for all of these cans.

98 cans are the number when they descended from the sky, and 86 cans are the number I smashed.

I waited for a long time on the top floor of the hive capital, but I couldn't wait for the last 12.

Have you given up?It's not like their style... I feel like I vaguely forgot something important!

But I'm so sleepy, I might need to sleep for a while...

I remembered!that seed!Oh my God!

How can I indulge its growth all the time!I should have destroyed it first!
If I could do it again... well, I'd probably still choose to smash those cans first!
But this problem cannot be ignored!
I shook my head when I just woke up, Gan!This is where?
As my conscious time became shorter and shorter, the place where I woke up each time was farther and farther away from my residence.

But as long as I can wake up, I must go back to that hall, pick up the can that has been dead for a long time and smash it again!
I finally walked back to the chapel from the corner of the corridor, all the way back, and there is where the seed is.

I was stopped at the door, and a force of the same origin was holding me back.

I can see the existence of that seedling, which is no longer a seedling.

An inconspicuous but beautiful shrub is growing vigorously over the pool.

But I'm not going to be fooled by its appearance.

In the psychic vision my Father bestowed upon me, I could see the gigantic, endless tentacles hidden beneath the soil and masonry.

I can also see how hideous its true form is in the projections of the Warp!
Although I belong to the same origin as it, I understood the essential difference between us immediately.

If I represent paternal generosity, it corresponds to endless greed.

I am the source of decay and disease, and the foundation of rebirth after life withers.I symbolize rebirth after death.

And it corresponds to the disorderly and wanton growth of death.What he symbolizes is that after unprecedented growth, the land finally ushers in withering.

We are born to belong to different sides of the infinite power of the loving father. We have the same root and the same origin but have different interpretations of life.

We can live together, we are destined to overcome each other!
That's why I can't go any further, approach it and destroy it.

The loving father has already set the rules of the game for us from the very beginning.

I got all of the top nest, and he got all of the bottom nest.

I am an animal and it is a plant.

I can attack, but it can only defend.

My offense is actually defense. I want to guard its tentacles, preventing it from passing through the path of fate behind me, so as to prevent it from retrieving its own fruit and achieving consummation;
Its defense is actually an offense.If you don't kill me, it will never become a demon forever.

And winning or losing between us will determine the ultimate fate of this planet.

I win, it dies, I get the power contained in it, the power I represent will stay in this world, and prove my way in the constant birth and death of life and reincarnation.

It wins, I die, it will try to spread deeper into the center of the earth after eating up the life of the entire hive city, until it hollows out the entire planet, and finally dies from the exhaustion of energy.

The moment I saw it, I suddenly understood the real names and meanings of it and mine.

I am the eternal sore, which means reincarnation and new life;
It is the cancer of eternity, which means the death of the rest of the world after greed and taking.

Between our two children the great loving father has no favourites.

And that's good, because no matter who wins this battle in the end, the righteousness of the father will walk on the earth.

This is very good. In this confrontation and reincarnation between life and death, I will exercise His righteousness and try to please Him as much as possible.

This is His reward for my gift.

This is good.

I turned my head and left this passage.

Its growth has not yet come to an end, and I no longer have to guess what happened to the civilians who nested, nor did I have to think about the final destination of the remaining 12 cans.

I already knew their fate from the soul-laden fruit that had begun to bear on this bush.

On the top of this shrub, on the bright red mulberry-like fruit, there are countless souls crying in pain on every tiny particle.

I saw it wary of my advance approach, on its trembling branches, the souls in the fruit were making their last cry before they were assimilated:

"Be one with me! Bear our sins! Be one with me! Meet the end!"

I turned and walked away, this bullshit and the accompanying psychic pollution doing me no good other than being a bit irritated.

If it weren't for the father's rules, I don't think it would take me longer to destroy it than to breathe.

I have to wait a little while until its growth comes to an end, and by then there will be a war between us.

And now, there is still a little time to prepare for the war between me and it.

What should I do?Well, let's start by smashing the can again.

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(End of this chapter)