Capítulo 81: Chapter 81: Confession is Mercy, Resistance is Strict (Part 2)
The room was illuminated with a stark white light, reflecting off the immaculately polished table, gleaming brilliantly.
Behind the gas mask, a raspy breath slowly echoed.
The floor seemed to vibrate subtly, or perhaps it was just Hades's imagination.
For now, Mortarion's soul remained a sacred white.
Words, these wonderful syllables produced by vocal cord vibrations, held their primal power.
Specific individuals, at specific times, uttering specific words, could tap into the psychic currents of the Warp.
The Warp's interference with the physical universe had many prerequisites. Excluding areas where the barrier between the Warp and the physical realm was thin, like the Eye of Terror, for the Warp's power to influence the physical world, beings from the physical realm had to willingly open a pathway.
For instance, a deranged psyker, using the connection between his soul and body, could open a gateway for Warp entities.
Or rituals, religions, large-scale events filled with intense emotional fluctuations, combined with specific incantations, could summon the power of the Warp.
And just now, because Hades directly uttered its name—a word with conceptual and symbolic significance, especially in front of its favored toy—the Warp's power surged. But since it was in the physical universe, it only manifested as a mental illusion. And soon, Hades severed it.
However, if Mortarion himself were to get caught in an emotional whirlwind...
Hades swallowed hard, mentally rehearsing his words. He didn't want a repeat of the recent scene.
"So... it's a powerful Warp entity, composed of specific concepts and thoughts."
Hades dared not utter the word "god" this time.
"You can infer the concepts that make up this Warp entity from the demon we just battled."
"Decay, death, despair, entropy."
Mortarion fell silent. After processing everything, he slowly spoke, "So you're saying, besides representing these concepts, there are other kinds of these entities?"
Hades nodded, "There are indeed other types of Warp entities, but I haven't encountered them yet."
Would he dare mention the names of other gods?
If he did, Mortarion might become the chosen of all four Chaos Gods.
"And, I can't ascertain the relationships between different Warp entities."
Hades quickly added.
Mortarion hesitated, "So... I'm being watched by a powerful Warp entity?"
Hades nodded vigorously, constantly monitoring Mortarion's condition.
Thankfully, all seemed well for now.
Although pondering the gods meant being watched, as a Primarch, Mortarion was probably always under scrutiny.
Mortarion fell into deep contemplation again.
He was being watched?
The Garden whispered, murmuring softly.
Was this not the trickery of sorcery? Sorcery, the insidious magic. He had always thought that his adoptive father, Necare, represented the pinnacle of corruption.
The malevolent psychic power, emanating from the Warp, was repulsive even from a distance.
But now, Hades was telling him that within the Warp, there existed beings far more corrupt.
How could this be?
Flies buzzed, singing their song.
He instinctively wanted to deny it, to refute it. But then he "saw" the "demon" Hades spoke of.
He saw those god-like entities.
And he saw a struggling version of himself.
That was an illusion, right?
This was a hallucination caused by sorcery, Mortarion silently reassured himself. He was familiar with this; his adoptive father Necare used to torment him with painful illusions every night.
But... were there illusions this real?
That pungent stench of decay, that festering flesh, that unfamiliar sensation on his shoulders.
Was that him?
Was that his future?
Despair and illusions slowly crept into Mortarion's heart.
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