[{"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-293":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},1681213,2147,"Chapter 293 294: The War Decree — Mobilize the Army for Chaladon!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-293",293,"\u003Cp>Warp Space. Aetheric Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden felt a sudden blackness overwhelm him. Silence. Darkness. Time seemed to stretch into eternity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, he found himself within a constructed psychic realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, there was no danger here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a bit of effort, he could leave this space if needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden frowned as he looked upon the twisted stars and the impossibly vast, illusory ground beneath him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who went through so much trouble to find me like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My brother…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A calm, deep voice came from behind — warm, filled with anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden turned and saw a gentle holy light drifting in the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A towering figure clad in blue and gold armor stepped forth from the illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old Guilliman?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden blurted out, stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel the overwhelming psychic force emanating from Guilliman — even stronger than Magnus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait… this slowpoke actually has psyker abilities?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he used them earlier, Eden might've been captured back on Holy Terra.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Actually—wasn't he already caught?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not far ahead…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're… more handsome than I imagined,\" Guilliman muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had come with joy in his heart, but seeing his brother's face left him momentarily dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This guy was young and absurdly good-looking, even more striking than that pompous peacock Fulgrim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He might just be the most dazzling of all Primarchs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman was suddenly eager to see how Fulgrim would react when this new Primarch was revealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It might just kill that jealous bastard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He believed that when a new Primarch appeared, it would reinvigorate the Imperium's warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And strike fear into the hearts of Chaos cultists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother… should I call you the Devourer?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman stepped forward, offering a rare warm smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Or should I say… Great Savior?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, the Primarch had already gathered some intel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden didn't flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled back:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can call me Eden.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his growing presence across the Imperium, it was inevitable his identity as the Savior would be exposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would be stranger if Guilliman hadn't found anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only real question was how much he knew, and what he thought about Eden's many \"questionable\" actions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some practices in Eden's domain were borderline heretical by Imperial standards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still, they operated entirely independent of the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eden. I finally know your name.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman's mood brightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, he didn't mind Eden's actions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was normal for a Primarch to have his own realm — and not exactly follow the Imperium's orders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he himself had founded the Second Empire…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Guilliman, the Imperium was just a tool for humanity's survival — not the end goal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He patted Eden's shoulder, voice softening:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is our first meeting as brothers — and the moment you officially join our ranks…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait, what?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden blinked in confusion—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did he just… accept me as a lost Primarch?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Without question, you're one of us — a lost Primarch, our brother!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman's voice trembled slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had only suspected before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, after this meeting — he was certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were no signs of artificial augmentation on Eden's body or soul, nor evidence of gifts from powerful beings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His essence was just like them — naturally strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a human to possess such power, only one explanation made sense:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was born a Primarch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, the Emperor himself had long concealed the existence of some of the Primarchs…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man — no doubt — was one of those secrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden was still processing all this when—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman suddenly hugged him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A full-on, big-brother bear hug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Guilliman gently explained:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You may be confused, but all of us went through this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We were scattered across the stars, each becoming a leader of a world by our own strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One day, Father appeared — told us who we were, and handed us the burden of our destiny…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman tried to be as warm as possible. He didn't want this brother to feel cold or distant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because being found by the Emperor was rarely a happy moment for any Primarch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each of them had been genetically engineered — lab-grown sons of the Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His original plan was to raise them under his supervision — shaping them into ideal warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But a Warp storm scattered them across the galaxy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each grew up ruling their own worlds, often living wild, glorious lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until suddenly — they were found.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Congrats! You're my son. Here's your legion. Time to go conquer the galaxy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like that, the Emperor would throw his children into war — to buy time before Chaos consumed everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor was notoriously emotionless. Cold. Commanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He handed down responsibility like dropping a boulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rare moments of affection were treasured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Magnus got a hug from the Emperor… the other Primarchs were jealous for years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman, as the older brother, didn't want this new sibling to feel the same cold rejection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to welcome him with warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I may need a moment to adjust…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden understood where Guilliman was coming from.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled and returned the hug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would need time — to figure out how to handle this identity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, in this situation, outright denial would only cause more trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, he'd have to explain the source of his power and position to the Imperium — a massive headache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Primarch or not… what did it matter?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, Eden's power and soul were indistinguishable from a Primarch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a full genetic analysis — performed by the Emperor's decaying corpse on the Golden Throne — could prove otherwise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which was… yeah, not gonna happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would likely trigger the Custodes into a killing frenzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So why bother?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better to accept the identity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his forces expanding, and the galaxy descending into chaos, there was no hiding anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better to go all in — declare himself a Primarch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You'll get used to it,\" Guilliman chuckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Right…\" Eden blinked. \"But why did you come find me now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Constructing a psychic ritual like this wasn't easy — especially with Guilliman using his own psychic power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly something urgent had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman didn't mind Eden's nickname for him — it felt more brotherly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his next words made him wince.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had come… to ask for help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like the Emperor had done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly understood why his father had done it. The weight. The desperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, Guilliman braced himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Forgive me… I came to request your aid. The daemon prince Be'lakor has invaded Chaladon. The region is collapsing under Chaos…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Say no more.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden instantly got the message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We're brothers, aren't we? I'll personally lead a fleet to Chaladon — to purge those heretics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the survival of mankind, I shall not falter!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfect timing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden was already preparing to move into Chaladon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, he had legitimacy, Imperial sanction, and probably support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman was deeply moved by the response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately — using his power as Lord Regent — he granted Eden full authority over Chaladon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once reclaimed, it would fall under Eden's control — with a permanent tax exemption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he would publicly declare Eden's identity as a Primarch of the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the Imperium was too weak to handle Chaladon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps it was best in Eden's hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman believed Eden could restore it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a guy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden couldn't be more pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he'd been worrying about what to do after conquering Chaladon — this solved everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he had Imperial backing, a clear right to rule, and full autonomy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The war would bring salvation to the people of Chaladon — and faith to fuel his cause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the precious minerals would solve his crippling resource shortage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No more hiding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This war would be his grand reveal — a declaration to the galaxy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That he was one of the Emperor's sons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That Eden Grant had returned — and stood against the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crushing Be'lakor beneath his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meeting between long-lost brothers… ended in perfect harmony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it was over, Guilliman took a long look at Eden, then turned and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still had other thoughts — like naming Eden the Regent of the Dark Imperium — to guard the Imperium's lost worlds until the Crusade could reach them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But… was he truly ready for that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It might be too much. Too dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilliman decided to wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe they'd talk again — on Baal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Primarch vanished, the psychic realm crumbled instantly…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spire Palace. Balcony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's soul snapped back to his body, basked in sunlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the psychic meeting had lasted a while, only a second had passed in realspace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked down at the bustling court district.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Took a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The war… has begun.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This galaxy knew only war. Death. Endless waves of enemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to survive — mankind must fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Eden summoned the leaders of the Internal Affairs Department, Military Affairs, Logistics, the Mechanicus, and the Ecclesiarchy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A war council convened in the military hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half a day later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The doors opened. The high officials strode out, returning to their posts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Preparing for war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior officially issued a War Decree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dominion had entered a state of Total War.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the second such decree since its founding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last one had been 23 years ago — during the conquest of the sector capital and the execution of the tyrant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This decree meant one thing:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From this moment on—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All resources would be poured into the war for Chaladon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No limits. No reserves. No hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Eden—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strategically, he could be aggressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But tactically, he had to be conservative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strike only with overwhelming firepower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crush the enemy. Win completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the Dominion's first major appearance in the galactic chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had to make it count.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To make Chaos tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victory — was the only option.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the War Decree active—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Goliath Sector roared to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Massive logistics columns assembled — shipping ammunition, weapons, rations, and more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Storm Group's armored divisions moved into orbital elevators…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boarding giant war transports.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sanctuary of the Void Angels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surrounded by dense forests and black vines, like a jungle temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a stone-paved square—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive statues of the Golden Sun and the Savior loomed above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten thousand navy-blue Void Angels stood in perfect formation, their red visors gleaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dreadnoughts lined the sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chapter Master Duke held a power spear and addressed them in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his amplified voice thundered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brothers — war is upon us. What is our duty?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, they roared:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Follow the Savior's will — fight to the death!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duke's voice rose:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"WHAT IS OUR DUTY?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Follow the Savior's will — fight to the death!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three times they shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Duke turned toward the Savior's statue, knelt with his spear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire chapter followed — kneeling in unity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their power spears ignited, tips glowing, illuminating the whole plaza…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lunar Forge World.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Titan hangars, rows of towering war machines stood ready.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pilots boarded via lifts — starting the engines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM BOOM BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Titans marched out of the hangars and into massive boarding pods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pods fired into orbit, heading for the military transport fleet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These Titans — part of the Storm Group Army — would fight alongside Knights and armored divisions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blackstone Gate Platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the observation dome, Eden watched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three battleships, six cruisers, and dozens of warships drifted toward the Warp Gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was just the vanguard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their mission — recover Sahim and gather intel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They moved so quickly because Eden had launched them the moment he received the distress call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More armies were gathering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it wasn't enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many of his forces were still scattered across the galaxy on relief missions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to recall those that could return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To join this war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the comm towers activated, and beacon-lights flared—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior's War Decree was broadcast across the stars…\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>",1988,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","04c79ecf13648f8e27d5bd3c937acb46c62f4867621b3673e43dc097b764d5d9","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-294","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-292",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]