Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The quiet dark hall was quiet and silent. Only the containers piled around existed here. They were stacked high, like the high walls of a maze, and built countless narrow or straight passages between the boxes.

A faint cold light shone from a distant place, illuminating the silver armor plate. Vito walked on the quiet road. He looked around the towering boxes around him, looking for the mysterious figure, and he found it.

The silver shadow flashed in the distance and disappeared behind a box. The silver hair was lightly waving in the air with fingers, as if to seduce Vito. The latter smiled and then walked over.

He came to the back of the box and saw a thin skirt hanging on the side. Vito gently lifted the skirt with his hands and smiled.

"At least this way I don't have to take off my clothes anymore."

He said, and continued to move forward along the clothes scattered on the ground. They fell back and forth on the ground, like a winding road stretching forward. First, some outerwear, then skirts, boots, socks, and finally underwear.

Vito came to the end of the road and picked up the underwear on the ground. It was made of soft material, so thin that it was almost negligible. Holding it in his hand, it was like holding a piece of illusion of nothingness, and this was also true in the sense of heaviness.

Vito smiled and held the underwear in his hand.

"Come out, don't hide, I know you can't help it."

Before Vito finished speaking, a breeze suddenly came from behind him, and then a body pounced on him from behind.

The slender arm stretched out from Vito's face, and he smiled at the pair of snow-white arms.

Feeling the soft silver hair brushing across his face, Vito held a handful of hair and put it in front of his nose, smelling the unique scent of violet mixed with clove and currant.

"You still use this perfume? Don't you want to change it?"

"If I change it, how can you recognize me?"

The soft voice whispered in his ear, the lips almost touched Vito's earlobe, and the soft and light breath blew on his face, just like the warm breeze in spring.

The man behind him threw Vito to the ground, and Vito fell heavily on the hard ground, looking at her standing in front of him.

The long silver hair fell like a waterfall, blocking her purple eyes on one side, and only the other one appeared from behind the silver hair, flashing a dreamy purple halo under the long eyelashes.

All her clothes were left on the ground, only the tail behind her was raised, swinging in front of her body to cover some parts.

She sat down all of a sudden, her legs stretched out from both sides of Vito's head, hitting the ground like a spear, and her whole body suddenly moved closer, sitting on his chest, her snow-like hands with a slight coolness held Vito's face, but he could feel the hot blood underneath.

"Dear, I really miss you, it feels like several lifetimes ago when we last met."

"We have only been apart for five years. Is time important to you and me?"

She smiled, leaned close to Vito's face, touched her forehead with his, and the aggressive smile hung on her lips.

"There is no time in the subspace, it may have only passed a few days, or it may have passed a long, long time."

As she said, her fingers began to unbutton Vito's body, and her curly and slender tail skillfully pulled open Vito's belt.

Her purple eyes were very close, flashing a brilliant light in front of Vito, which looked like an invisible dream.

"But I feel like it's been a long time, hundreds, no, thousands of years. Oh dear, why don't you come with me to my magic realm, so that we can be together forever." Her fingers stroked Vito's face. Although her movements were gentle, the madness and patience hidden underneath had already reached their limit, as if they were about to burn. "Come with me, okay? Let our souls merge together forever. Don't worry about this fucking empire and that corpse. He doesn't deserve you." "Come with me, I'll give you everything. Do you want a throne?" As she spoke, she had already laid on Vito's chest, and her purple eyes were full of uncontrollable desire. Vito looked into those eyes and showed a sly smile. "You look like you haven't indulged for a long time." "Of course, I said that my love and feelings will only belong to you, and my body, too." She said charmingly, and her words were full of the fire of desire that struck the soul directly. In her eyes, it had been imprisoned for a long time, and now it was about to burst out completely. She sat up and moved towards Vito's lower body, but when she was about to sit down, Vito grabbed her soft abdomen and stopped her. Seeing this, she showed an angry expression, like a teenager who was doing something happy and was interrupted.

"Don't do it here. The Geller position on the ship is broken. I don't want all the astropaths on the ship to die suddenly."

"Change to another place."

A smile appeared on her face again, that evil smile, and she leaned down. The demon horns on her head grew out, growing out from under the silver hair.

Her eyes also changed from the brilliant purple center to black hole-like eyes outward.

She came close to Vito's lips, with a greedy smile on her lips, and her fingers tightly grasped his shoulders and controlled him under her body as if she was afraid of losing him.

"I know a great place you'll love."

After saying that, she bit down. It was actually a kiss, but biting was the most appropriate way. She greedily and possessively hugged Vito's neck and kissed him.

In an instant, a burning portal appeared under Vito, with black flames burning in the center, and normal fire surging outward toward the edge of the black sun.

He sank into it all of a sudden, and then suddenly found that he was sitting on a throne. Vito raised his hand that was pressing on the armrest of the throne.

On the back of the throne there is a double-headed eagle like a golden throne, but it is covered by a group of purple liquid. They stick to the eagle and seep around.

This throne was almost completely built in the shape of the Golden Throne, and every detail was correct. The builder must have been to Terra and seen the throne with his own eyes, and was even one of its creators.

He perfectly copied the appearance of the golden throne, but added many elements to it, a purple liquid exuding desire.

Purple tentacles coiled around it.

"How's it going? Do you like it?"

Her voice passed through the thicket, and Vito saw that she was walking naked from the middle road in front of the throne, and the beautiful succubi on both sides took off the last decorations for her.

She walked to the throne, and Vito looked at her. The latter suddenly jumped up and stretched his legs from his waist, sitting on his waist, with his arms around his neck, with an evil look on his face. Another sly smile.

"Are you familiar with this throne? I made it especially for you, your throne, mine, the king."

She hugged Vito's neck and came alive on his face, while Vito looked at the armrest of the throne with a wry smile.

"What would that guy look like if he knew?"

"I'm in front of you, but you're still thinking about that skeleton?"

She grabbed Vito's head and asked him to look into her eyes, who smiled wryly.

"Then what do you want me to do?"

She smiled.

"Okay, make it up to me."