[Ancient code words + no heroine + Warhammer fan]
The moment he was born in the high-radiation red sand wasteland of Bar-Sekandus, he looked at the furry black wings of flesh and blood on his back, and then looked at the cool guillotine beneath him.
He was confused.
Do you want to cosplay Louis XVI at the beginning?
Simply when he was about to be executed, a meteor fell from the sky.
From the breeding barn that fell from the sky, a baby with pure white wings crawled out.
When the elders of the tribe saw it, they were kind-hearted and adopted him and the baby together.
Only then did he realize that he had traveled to Warhammer and became Sanguinius's half-brother.
Not only was his cheap brother born with blood thirst, but he would also be made alive into Sanguinius sauce by Warhammer's chief filial son Horus in the future, and by the way, he would give the whole legion a gift package of eternal madness called "Black Rage".
Looking at the angel brother next to him who was tortured by blood thirst every day and had to bear the fate of martyrdom, he lit a stick of incense and patted the black wings on his back:
"Brother, don't hold back when you are thirsty for blood. Come and learn from me - take a deep breath, curse Horus a few times, and let's lift the cover of the alien spirit in front of us."
