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Casca traveled to the wasteland world. The sky is filled with yellow sand and poisonous radiation clouds covering the earth's surface, leaving only fortress factories behind desolate iron walls as human habitations. He was determined to save it all. Before that, as the unpopular last son of a powerful family on the planet, he was about to have a political marriage with a female workshop worker. The other party is a beautiful girl with white hair and purple eyes. Except for being a little bigger than the others, everything else is perfect. He was satisfied. Until I heard that the other party was called Fulgrim. What! ? Fulgrim? ! He expressed doubts about this. He realized something was wrong. He let out a cry like a toe stubbed. ... Damn it, this is time traveled to the Warhammer world! It's still a Warhammer world where Slaanesh's atmosphere is like a scourge! But he was still figuring it out and was still determined to save it all. ... The distant and dark 30th millennium, the flagship of the Emperor's Pride. Phoenix Theater. Fulgrim, the primarch of the Third Legion, once again took off her power armor gloves and showed off the Sagittarius gold ring on her left hand to the Legion soldiers: "... Thirty years. The thirty years that Casgar and I spent together on Chemos may not be considered a long time..."