Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Lane did not respond to Sigismund's words.

He also stood on the railing and looked at the glorious things in the distance.

Sigismund paid no attention to his silence either.

The two maintained the same posture, looking into the distance.

The sanatorium is high, overlooking Terra.

You can also see the glorious palace in the distance.

The light of the Apostle of Atonement can be seen clearly even in daytime.

This hospital has good taste.

War has eroded much of human good taste.

And in this day and age, people are picking them up again.

Outside the sick building of the nursing home is the botanical garden.

Birds sing in it, and some small animals protected by law are also active in it.

The designers try their best to present the original appearance of nature through such means, so that these returning patients can recover faster.

From time to time there was a loud noise from the botanical gardens.

Childish and full of vigor.

It's all from kids who have completed their homework.

They walked through it, and their hearty and childlike laughter carried a strange magic power, which reminded people of when they were still young.

Sigismund's youth was spent in the chaotic Innonus.

But that doesn't mean he hasn't been happy.

In Innonus, he has a group of orphans living together in a drifting camp.

A life of cruelty and hunger left them skinny.

They are like parasites on the garbage dump, struggling to survive with the garbage and their poor foraging skills.

It was there that Sigismund would touch his forehead to the hilt of his sword before going into battle, a habit developed there.

It is always difficult for orphans to survive.

At that time, cultists were rampant, and they would always catch those children to sacrifice or serve as food.

The orphans once had an eldest son named Sera.

A skinny, but taller girl.

She took on the responsibility of protecting orphans.

When those fanatical cultists surrounded orphans.

Sera touched her forehead to what she called a weapon, and stepped out of the sanctuary to face the cultists.

She stepped forward, but never came back.

Sigismund and the other orphans thus had a chance at life.

By the time they saw Sera again, she was a twisted corpse hanging from an abandoned railing.

Bright red blood dripped from the twisted corpse.

That once pretty face was covered with scratches, and all the bones in his body were broken, and none of them was intact.

The cruelty of Innonus shaped Sigismund's soul.

Sera's death taught him a very important quality, that is why he should fight.

When it came time for the next crisis, Sigismund did the same.

He touched his own weapon with his forehead, and stepped out to face the ghastly cultists.

That time, he almost died.

If it weren't for the arrival of the selectors of the empire, he would end up the same as Sera.

But Sigismund has no regrets.

He can hide in the shelter and wait for others to show up.

But in that case, he would be nothing.

"You know, I used to be the chosen one." Lan looked at the children running around, lost in memory.

"The chosen one??" Sigismund looked at Lann with confusion in his eyes.

"Yes, my people raised me up, convinced that the heavens will send me a great responsibility, and I am destined to become a powerful tribal leader and unify the chaotic world of Inwit."

"I don't understand, how could they have such an idea!! You unify Invite?"

"In the place where I live, there is a wide underground river. Its origin is nearly one thousand meters deep under the ice sheet, and thousands of tributaries extend out. This river is also called the river of life. The Lane family lives in Downstream, while the Dornish live upstream. My adoptive mother found me abandoned on the river bank one morning, not far from the bodies of a Dornish woman and two soldiers. Obviously, I was a The child who was hunted down, my adoptive mother adopted me against the odds, and explained to them that the reason why the Dornish people wanted me to die was because I was destined to overthrow the Dornish family and unify the Inwit. I grew up under the care of my mother, and followed her day and night to learn knife skills, hunting and other skills."

"And then?" Sigismund asked.

"Then Lord Dorne came down from the upper reaches, and all the Lan people knew at the first sight of Lord Dorne that their chosen one was just a poor imitation. He was defeated by Lord Dorne, Then he followed Lord Dorn."

A voice interrupted the conversation between the two.

Sigismund and Lan turned their heads to see who had interrupted their exchange.

Seeing each other's familiar face, the two called out each other's name at the same time.

"Acamus!!"

Acamus was the company commander of the Imperial Fist Legion during the Great Crusade, and also served as the leader's bodyguard, axe cavalry, and hussars.

Commander of the Honor Guard.

This guy is more rational and calm than Sigismund, and more in character to meet his genetic father.

Like Ran, he was born on the planet Invite.

The first warriors of the Imperial Fist Legion led by Dorn.

Acamus died in the early days of the Solar Wars, when he was in charge of investigating Alpha Legion infiltrations throughout the solar system.

He cooperated with his adjutant, the psyker of the genetic teaching, and finally judged that the Alpha Legion was very likely to attack Pluto, so he led troops to support it.

However, in the battle against the Primarch, he was pierced, and finally was pierced by Alpharius with a spear in order to protect Dorne, and finally died in Dorne's arms.

When they heard the news, everyone including Sigismund was deeply saddened.

Acamus was their buddy.

A solid fighting bond developed between them.

His departure is a huge blow to Sigismund and others.

Who would have thought that after thousands of years, they would meet again here.

Acamus had apparently just woken up, he looked very weak, and had to rely on a brace to walk.

"To be honest, Lann, didn't you get a new story after I left? Why do you keep repeating this story!!"

Acamus is Dorne's guard, unlike Sigismund who went to the World Eater's flagship to duel when he had nothing to do.

He stayed with Lane for a long time.

For a while, Lane told the story every day.

It made everyone at that time almost vomit.

"Don't you think this story is wonderful!!" Lann retorted, dissatisfied that Acamus helped him tell the rest of the story.

"It's just that you think it's wonderful." Acamus walked to the side of the two and said: "Let's talk about something else, talk about the upcoming celebration and the current holy emperor, wouldn't such a topic be more interesting to talk about?" Is it really impossible to talk about those children, it is also a good topic!! Stop talking about your old-fashioned stories."