Warhammer: What About the Promised High-Dimensional Crushing?

When I woke up, my best friend and I both traveled into the Warhammer universe and became "conceptual existences". I have the "infinite loading and resurrection" like a gamer, while he has his own "information disturbance" - the more the Empire and Chaos analyze us, the more nervous we become. I thought I would be hunted across dimensions, but on the 59th day, both sides knelt down and begged: "Stop tampering with the underlying rules. How can your two ancestors be willing to leave?"