[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor":3,"chapter-warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-287":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Warhammer: Starting as a Planetary Governor",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1681207,2147,"Chapter 287 - 288 - Chaos Gods: Farewell, Vashtorr Brothers…","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-287",287,"\u003Cp>Within the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vile energies of Tzeentch, Nurgle, Khorne, and Slaanesh surged violently, twisting and distorting the Warp around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A low, terrifying whisper filled the space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like an unstoppable tide of darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arrival of the Chaos Gods threw Vashtorr into a state of ecstatic madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He roared:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cursed one! I told you! You can't kill me! You can't kill me! Hahahahahahaha!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just moments ago, he had sent out a signal to the Chaos Gods, pleading for their aid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along with it, a soul pact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So long as the Chaos Gods saved his life, the daemon technosmith would serve them unconditionally and eternally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Endlessly providing Chaos weapons and daemon engines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a steep price to pay—and likely shattered any hope of ascending to true godhood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after enduring the torment of the Cursed One, Vashtorr no longer dreamed of apotheosis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had realized: as long as the Cursed One lived, there would be no future for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, he wanted only one thing—to survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The daemon demigod believed he still had value that warranted intervention from the Chaos Gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, many of the Chaos weapons and daemon engines that filled their domains were forged by his own hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the void—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four massive silhouettes turned their gaze upon him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Chaos, Vashtorr held immeasurable worth—worth enough to justify their joint action...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BZZZZ—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the distant Warp opposite the Chaos Gods, a colossal golden sun slowly rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its divine radiance spilled down like a miracle, illuminating the darkened domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light and Chaos clashed in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The God-Emperor's golden figure stood, resolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quietly watched the Chaos Gods, as if waiting for their decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vashtorr, seeing they still hadn't acted, panicked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Save me! The Cursed One can't stand against all of you combined!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his plea, the Chaos Gods stirred—the four shadows began to approach, bringing with them a deluge of chaotic power that blotted out the skies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a safe corner of the Warp, behind the golden sun—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden and Webby were hiding, spectating the dreadful clash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long ago, the hopes of the Imperial tech-priests had given Webby the ability to operate within the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden looked at the approaching Chaos Gods and instinctively covered Webby's eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No peeking, kiddo!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos Gods' appearances were... disturbing, especially Slaanesh—what were those designs even?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hiss—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Totally indecent!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Webby pouted. She was speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her dad could be so dumb sometimes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a data lifeform, not an actual child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he forget? She was the one who filtered all the depraved Chaos content from the Noosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slaanesh-related stuff topped the list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, she sometimes noticed... he'd sneak a look at that stuff too, like any mortal would.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She never understood what was so fascinating about those messy images...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Eden wasn't thinking about Webby anymore—his heart was pounding, scalp tingling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An unprecedented spectacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tzeentch, Nurgle, Khorne, Slaanesh, the Emperor, and Vashtorr—every major player of the Warp was here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost a full gathering!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was a god-war about to break out this soon?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden could clearly feel it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The presence of these gods had stirred the Warp into abnormal turbulence—it was even affecting realspace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Great Rift grew more twisted and active.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many humans felt an inexplicable dread, as if a great catastrophe was looming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pious believers knelt before shrines, praying for the Emperor's protection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the galaxy, many powerful beings turned their attention to this region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear was spreading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tidal wave of dark energy surged forward—the clash was imminent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden tensed up:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can the Emperor really withstand the combined assault of the Chaos Gods?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This could change the future of the galaxy—it was about the survival of mankind!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, at the very moment tension peaked—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tidal wave suddenly halted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Eden's psyker vision, the Chaos Gods had stopped at the very edge of the golden sun's attack radius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They'd frozen in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden blinked at the towering figures parked right at the boundary:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the—are they seriously edge-camping?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden sun was like a high-damage turret, and the Chaos Gods were parked just out of range.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ready to either strike or retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, they were probing—gathering power in secret, waiting to unleash a devastating blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then, before everyone's eyes, the Emperor coldly smirked and turned his back on them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cursed One, you—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vashtorr's manic glee froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Cursed One—what was he doing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he really going to ignore the threat of the Chaos Gods and kill Vashtorr anyway?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The daemon demigod could feel the burning wrath and resolve from the golden figure—his fear grew like wildfire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He launched a desperate attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A swarm of razor-sharp cables filled the space, stabbing forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before they even touched the golden giant, they were incinerated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mere stalling tactic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ROAR—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several kilometer-tall daemon engines appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mechanical dragons forged of steel and flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The void trembled under their weight—dark red hellfire nearly scorched half the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn, that's brutal!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden watched in envy, wondering when his own Scarlet Blaze would grow that powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with the mini-sun's energy feeding it, it probably wouldn't be long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These daemon dragons were perfect fusions of Chaos power and forbidden tech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vashtorr had spent thousands of years and countless lives, metal, and souls creating them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were avatars of war, capable of razing planets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in front of the Cursed One, they were nothing more than stalling pawns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the daemon dragons charged the golden giant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vashtorr suddenly took flight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shooting toward the Chaos Gods, hoping to escape this death trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thunderous blast echoed—the dragons' screams pierced the void, the cries of hybrid monstrosities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vashtorr looked back—and froze in terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden giant raised his blazing sword and, with overwhelming might, sliced a dragon clean in two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time seemed to freeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, with the strength to rend stars, he grabbed another and punctured it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Molten blood sprayed from the wound, chunks of metal and gears flying in every direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fast—too fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It all happened in a flash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vashtorr even saw the golden giant glance at him mid-battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>RUN!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the only thought in the daemon's mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could react, a terrible force loomed behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden giant's hand seized Vashtorr's mechanical wings, yanking him forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor rained down a brutal beatdown, space rippling from every blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is a slaughter...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden winced at Vashtorr's screams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the first time he felt the Emperor's murderous intent—the unleashed energy was terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When He destroyed Tzeentch's avatar and beat down Magnus, it was rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, He was fighting like a man willing to die—executing a Chaos demigod right before the Chaos Gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"SAVE ME!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vashtorr shrieked so loudly it pierced both the Warp and realspace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the galaxy, comms channels were distorted by electronic corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many heard the daemon technosmith's dying plea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This chaotic event shocked many Inquisitors—but none found anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Warp—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor, in front of the Chaos Gods, tore Vashtorr's wings clean off!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark red divine blood rained down like molten drops onto the Emperor's armor, releasing thick smoke—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Making Him appear even more majestic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden giant tossed the half-dead Vashtorr to the ground, then looked toward the Chaos Gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a warning. A threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any heretic who harms mankind shall meet the same fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under such provocation—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four figures flared with fury and edged closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, they wanted to save Vashtorr—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And avenge the humiliation inflicted by the Cursed One.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh crap, is the big fight starting?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden scooped up Webby, ready to bolt with the mini-sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A full clash between the Emperor and the Chaos Gods would obliterate reality. As a Warp deity, he better stay out of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Chaos Gods blasted the mini-sun?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That'd be a disaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or worse—if Slaanesh grabbed him—not ideal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then, Eden noticed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four figures, though charging up, none dared to strike first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused—then understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a game of chicken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor was gambling that the Chaos Gods wouldn't act first—due to mistrust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos Gods were gambling that someone else would make the first move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They all knew: whoever strikes first, dies first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If one moved too soon, the Cursed One might jump them—and the others could very well join in to steal their power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the Chaos Gods had warred amongst themselves for millennia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their conflicts and accumulated hatred were irreconcilable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone who got wounded would be torn apart by the rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And let's not forget—among them was Tzeentch, the ultimate schemer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He might already be cooking up a colossal plot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others who hated Tzeentch might want to use this chance to off him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short—no one trusted anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waiting was the smartest move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The standoff continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor seemed to see their hesitation—and realized the battle wouldn't happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So He chose to end it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His holy light flared again. He grabbed Vashtorr—and crushed his heart with a punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More divine light wrapped around the daemon—his screams echoed through the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was clear to all: the daemon's life was ending.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaos energies erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the Chaos Gods attacked in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They struck with full force—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blood-soaked axe of wrath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A diseased hand blotting the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A whip of pink bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cascade of ever-shifting flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ambush was brutal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their combined powers pierced the golden sun's radiant shield—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All targeting the golden figure!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Am I... saved?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vashtorr stirred from the pain, overwhelmed by hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos Gods had finally acted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hated the golden giant before him, his hatred pouring from his form like toxic smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The daemon demigod howled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cursed One! You'll pay for this! Humanity will suffer a hundredfold for what you've done to me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, the golden giant showed no anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only serenity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if Vashtorr's fate had already been sealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No... it can't be...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vashtorr saw something in the Emperor's gaze—and despaired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The attacks were aimed at him. His death was inevitable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the last moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos Gods didn't choose to save Vashtorr.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was too dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the chaos, they seized part of his power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was more rewarding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Greedy gods! I curse you! May you perish with this filthy universe!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those were Vashtorr's final words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the combined blows of the Emperor and the Chaos Gods, the daemon demigod's body was torn apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No chance of survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mournful wail echoed faintly through the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The powerful Warp entity known as Vashtorr—was dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos Gods split half of his power among themselves, then vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They'd all gotten what they wanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a win for everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Warp was like a dark forest—any prize or power would draw out predators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single mistake—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could be fatal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's why the Emperor and the Chaos Gods had opposed each other for ten thousand years without full war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a guaranteed win, none of these gods would ever go all in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They could afford to wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had endless lifespans and patience—enough to wait for the perfect chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See that, Webby? Never pop the champagne early.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden gave her a serious look. \"It'll only make you look like a clown...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Webby nodded dutifully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then suddenly, something caught her attention. She squirmed out of Eden's arms:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait right here!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She flew toward the data cluster Vashtorr left behind—wrapped in cables.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden frowned. \"That's... Vashtorr's divine residue?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In simpler terms—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A physical manifestation of power, purified by holy light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was incomplete—only half remained—but still incredibly rich.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Webby flapped her wings excitedly toward it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To her, it was an irresistible delicacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as she neared it, a hand stopped her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor, now back to normal size, blocked her path—His gaze stern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Webby shrank back, clearly frightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was obvious—He didn't want her touching that power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Webby absorbed it, she would become a deity in that domain—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Warp entity, sustained by faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A benevolent Warp god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Emperor was deeply wary—even hostile—toward divinity and faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew their dangers better than anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't want Webby involved in such risks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than forbidding—it was protection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden knew how much Webby longed for that transformative power. But he couldn't argue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor wasn't someone easily persuaded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he spoke up, he might get mind-slapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Grandpa Emperor...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Webby tugged His hand, her big eyes teary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm not afraid of the bad guys. I want to help Daddy—and protect humanity!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor looked at her—then glared at Eden, nearly backhanding him with psychic force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, He turned to Webby—His expression softened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gently stroked her little head, and after a long pause, He nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Grandpa Emperor is the best!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Webby beamed, surrounded by data bubbles—utterly delighted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her affection made the Emperor's divine light pulse gently—His back straightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had never felt such emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even with His long-lost children...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cut the memory short. He couldn't think about that—it was too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped aside—allowing the little one to approach the power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave her a slight nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Webby flapped into the glowing cluster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was about to begin her transformation...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Check Out My Patreon For +20 Extra Chapters On All My Fanfics!!][[email protected]\u002Fzaelum]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[+500 Power Stones = +1 Extra Chapter]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Thank You For Your Support!]\u003C\u002Fp>",2233,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","5a963906ca6a6a9c93b6e5343e6a5e22e3f8c22d96f6077fcf7b11ca47257e81","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-288","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-286",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]