[{"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-404":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},1681272,2147,"Chapter 404 405: Savior: Damn, is the Father blocking the door?!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-404",404,"\u003Cp>The Dreamweaver hovered steadily in the turbulent void, trailing behind it a space fortress that occasionally sparked with fire and flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive shadow of a daemon loomed above the fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That daemonic silhouette was terrifying beyond measure—demonic horns wreathed in infernal flame jutted skyward, surrounded by arcs of black lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every now and then, a bolt would strike the metal walls of the fortress, visibly melting holes into the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no doubt—this was an immensely powerful Chaos entity, a presence on par with any Daemon Prince or Greater Daemon, capable of tearing open space and summoning Warp calamities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even the most learned daemonologists of the Imperium would be unable to identify his name, origin, or find any trace of his existence in the annals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was even more shocking—he belonged to no known Chaos faction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Chaos entity was newly born, forged from the flesh and blood of the Hope Primarch—the Savior—and the genetic material of thirteen Primarchs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—Boom—Boom—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Molten metal dripped to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden stepped onto the fortress plaza, each footfall leaving a scorched imprint in the metal floor, smoke curling upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His new body stood over three meters tall, etched with glowing arcane runes, exuding a savage elegance—monstrous yet strangely majestic. Not grotesque like typical daemons, but embodying an uncanny masculine beauty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What a perfect body… just like my own. No rejection at all…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden smiled faintly, baring his sharp fangs, his voice now a rasping growl—each word reverberating with a violent echo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel the rampaging power within him—far surpassing the time he'd pummelled Be'lakor with his previous dark blessing. It was stronger, more controllable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt... like his own strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or rather, it was his own strength—two sides of the same coin. He had simply rejected it before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the plaza, Carter and over a hundred Thunder Guardians raised their heavy bolters. Dozens of powerful Chaos Daemons and psyker \"genestealers\" also moved into formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their target: the Chaos vessel standing before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All units, concentrate fire!\" Carter barked the order, face resolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A horrifying barrage erupted—storm-chains of bolts, cannons, daemonic fire, and psychic storms engulfed the target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come on…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden opened his arms, meeting the assault head-on, letting the metal rain and energy waves crash against him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A full minute passed before the barrage ceased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the smoke cleared—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monstrous body still stood firmly in place. The metal beneath his feet had sunken inward, molten by the impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The attacks had only left minor wounds—already vanishing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Holy shit?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Eden could even react, a heavy armor-piercing shell struck him, tearing a massive hole in his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sighed, pulling the shattered shell fragment from his body and dropping it to the ground. \"Seems without any defense up, I still can't completely withstand specialized ammunition…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, it didn't deal serious damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he taken that hit with his real body, he might've ended up in a medbay—or worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the advantage Chaos had over mankind—stronger bodies and regenerative power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humans had only skill to compensate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Eden sensed something. He raised a hand, drawing together molten alloy and forming a daemon sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swept it forward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carter, sensing danger, dodged quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was too slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact sent him flying into a heap of metal wreckage, seriously wounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden didn't give him a moment's respite—he followed up with a flurry of strikes. But Carter had adapted, dodging more deftly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That power sword's sharp arc—Eden had to evade it himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its destructive force operated at the molecular level. One hit could wound anything—no matter how tough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, you had to land the hit first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden narrowed his focus. Carter fought harder the more injured he was. A critical hit wasn't out of the question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Thunder Guard commander was a top-tier combatant in the galaxy, nearly on par with a Custodes captain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unfortunately—he was fighting him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carter was struck again and again, wounds accumulating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he never gave up, pushing harder with each blow. He now treated the Savior as a true enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, his orders were to attack with everything he had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For the Savior!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carter roared, seizing a fleeting opening and slashing down with his full might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment the blade touched the Chaos vessel—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because a clawed daemon finger had already pressed against his forehead. Blood dripped down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without landing a single effective blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden flicked Carter's forehead lightly, ending the match. \"That's enough for now. You need rest.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, my lord,\" Carter replied, lowering his power sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old Carter, you did great. I'm satisfied.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his loyal subordinate a bit dispirited, Eden clapped his shoulder—leaving behind a scorched, blackened mark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He understood how he felt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carter had followed him for so long, yet never had a real moment to shine. Every time he improved, the enemies grew even stronger. He was constantly beaten down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't even protect his master in a crisis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because in those moments—Eden was always charging in the fastest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It couldn't be helped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Savior, he faced the most terrifying foes. The next stage might even pit him against the Chaos Gods themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how strong Carter became, he would always be overshadowed by Eden's brilliance—known only faintly in the galaxy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would never become a legend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After offering his praise, Eden had the medical Sisters carry Carter to the ICU—again. At this point, it was practically a routine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he turned to the research team documenting everything nearby. \"That's enough testing. Disperse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From that brief battle, he now had a decent grasp of his Chaos body's power. Further testing wasn't necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was also wary of causing more damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd already shown signs of losing control and hurting his men—likely a side effect of Chaos power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, the benefits outweighed the risks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could now sense that with this Chaos body, he might even go toe-to-toe with Regent Guilliman. Maybe even beat him up a bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But… he wasn't sure he could win.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if the Primarch suddenly pulled a power-up or embraced his Warp nature fully?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden could faintly sense the immense power buried in Guilliman's body—possibly even greater than his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention all the faith Guilliman had accrued as Regent. Equal, if not more than Eden's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he dismissed the idea of challenging Guilliman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That guy was stubborn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he found out about Eden's Chaos dealings, he'd probably worry himself to death—then beat Eden senseless in hopes he'd return to the \"righteous path.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better to keep it all a secret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden leapt up, landing on a platform, and asked, \"Tarko, have the preparations been completed?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My lord…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tarko looked up with difficulty, taking a deep breath—and felt a wave of nausea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even knowing the figure before him was his beloved Savior, he couldn't suppress the instinctual fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body and soul trembled in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he forced himself to remain calm. \"The plan you issued has been executed. You may head to the Warp at any time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden took a step back and softened his tone to avoid harming his subordinate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he had restrained his power as much as possible, he'd gotten too close—Tarko's armor scrolls and purity seals were now scorched and almost burning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reviewing the holo-suspended mission plan, Eden waved the team away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humans weren't suited to linger near his daemonic vessel for too long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One misstep and they might be corrupted—reassigned to the Chaos forces near the Eye of Terror's Black Abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well… I suppose that counts as reemployment?\" he mused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe in future campaigns to cleanse Chaos-infested worlds, he wouldn't need to purge all corrupted humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could ship them to his Chaos outposts instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let them continue serving the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for faith? That wasn't a problem—regardless of which Chaos God they once served, they'd all fall under the Dark Prince's banner eventually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His daemons had plenty of methods for enforcing loyalty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better that than starving under another faction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden walked into the fortress depths. With a pulse of Chaos energy, molten metal shaped itself into a black throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such was the power of Chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could even reshape entire planets with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In time, this space fortress would be transformed into a daemonic palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seated upon his throne, Eden waited, his expression tensing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plan had been set in motion. Soon, he would head into the Warp and face Nurgle's domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More specifically—the Goddess of Life within the Garden of Nurgle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To seek a way… to cure the plague.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could only hope everything would go smoothly—otherwise, this Chaos body, cloned at great cost, would likely be utterly destroyed by Papa Nurgle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would be a catastrophic loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It might take a very long time before he could once again accumulate this level of dark power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before long…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden received a message from Barag, and a hint of joy flashed across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lord of Plagues had finally left his quarters and exited the Garden of Nurgle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, Eden tore open a passage and entered the Warp in his Chaos vessel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to sneak into the Garden of Nurgle, find the Goddess of Life, and achieve his goal before Nurgle returned...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swirling black vortex churned with color and madness. Shadows whispered as they flitted past, and countless Chaos beings swam through the energies of madness, despair, rot, rage, and decay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with the arrival of a fearsome new presence, these beings fled like frightened fish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As expected, this body is much better suited to the Warp…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's Chaos form floated through the formless sea of madness, experiencing a strange sense of comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was his first time entering the Warp in a physical form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, it felt completely natural—as if he was born to dwell in this environment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even those once-disgusting whispers of madness now seemed harmonious, like birdsong in a peaceful forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had merged with the Warp like a fish returning to water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, Eden could see more clearly. Space and time were distorted, physical laws scarcely existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could effortlessly traverse stacked regions of space to reach his target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, he spotted the domains of the Chaos Gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four massive Warp realms, each glowing with different colors, pressed together like puzzle pieces—distant yet near. At their convergence lay an area larger than any of the four realms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Eternal Battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grandest warzone in all of existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, the Chaos Gods' armies clashed in endless war, battling ceaselessly for territory and dominance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tens of millions of legions marched across the wastelands. Daemon Princes without number. Countless mortal followers drawn from innumerable worlds, answering the call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A constant flood of troops stepped into that eternal war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If these Chaos legions ever descended upon the galaxy…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Imperium of Man would be drowned in despair, utterly doomed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There would be no chance of victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the hatred between the Chaos Gods made cooperation impossible. None dared withdraw their armies, lest their domain be seized by a rival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And besides, deploying these legions into realspace consumed unimaginable energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The numbers were so vast that even draining all of the Warp might not suffice to send them all into the material universe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Eternal Battlefield was too important. No Chaos God could afford to lose it, and none could truly triumph.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So the war dragged on, stalemated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps it would rage until the end of time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, to gain more power and territory, the Chaos Gods were forced to look outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hence their relentless invasions of the galaxy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each Chaos God dispatched their strongest Daemon Princes and elite forces to steal faith, populations, or drag entire sectors into the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That way, they could tip the balance in the Eternal Battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's brow furrowed as he looked at the realms of the Four.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Huh, seems like Nurgle's domain is just a bit larger than the others.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a barely noticeable difference translated to a significant power boost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Nurgle kept expanding like this, he might become the most powerful of the four.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wouldn't that just paint a big target on his back?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden shook off the thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had more pressing matters—like meeting with the Goddess of Life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following Barag's intelligence, he quickly located a secret passage leading to Nurgle's Garden, navigating along the edge of the Eternal Battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And soon, he arrived at the outer boundary of the Garden of Nurgle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crunch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden suppressed his aura, creeping toward a decaying path—only to step on the brittle remains of a Tzeentch daemon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, it didn't raise any alarms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He noticed that this shallow swamp was littered with bones—likely daemons who'd wandered from the Eternal Battlefield and been devoured by Nurgle's creations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Giant corpse flies buzzed through the stinking air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Eden felt nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps due to his inner darkness, he already bore some Nurgle-like qualities. They just hadn't manifested before—same with the other gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced toward the Garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he wasn't going in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd have to be crazy to walk into that hellhole.T.h.is conte.nt* is host$ed@ at M#|%V#|LE%^%MPY^R.@\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who knew how many Greater Daemons were lurking in there?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the domain of a Chaos God. Apart from the Emperor himself, anyone who went in was either dead or corrupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, if he entered, the chances of being discovered by Nurgle were too high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was better to contact her from outside—some other way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finding a hidden and comfortable spot, Eden quickly initiated the same Chaos-illusion contact method he'd used before to meet the Goddess of Life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, however, it wasn't a Slaaneshi dreamscape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He created it himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meaning he could personally tailor it into the ultimate euphoric fantasy—a sensory VR dream come true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But… it just wasn't stimulating enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still preferred to leech off Slaanesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the illusion took shape, a response came from deep within the Garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The illusion began to merge with the Goddess of Life's hidden sanctuary, overlapping and shielding itself from Nurgle's detection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thankfully, she'd always done it this way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minimized the chances of being found.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden looked up and found himself in a small private school classroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click-clack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of heels echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—she entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aisha, the Goddess of Life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wore gold-rimmed glasses, a short skirt teacher's outfit that accentuated her curves, sheer black stockings, and carried a whip in one hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Temptation incarnate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…???!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he step onto the wrong film set?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Slaaneshi-level illusion was way too accurate—it even nailed this classic trope!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Devourer of Daemons.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aisha's soft, sweet voice called out—filled with joy, and perhaps… longing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had been alone for so long. No mortals, only daemons and gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked around and noticed the unfamiliar scene and her unfamiliar attire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is this place?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahem. Just… something from a corner of my homeworld. Don't mind it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden coughed and waved his hand, transforming the illusion and strengthening the link to her sanctuary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That way, more information could be shared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the connection deepened, the classroom morphed into her divine garden, and his consciousness became more solid—nearly real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, he had truly entered her domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She also reverted to her usual Elven goddess appearance, clad in a flowing gown of light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Devourer, I saw the fate of the future. The beings of the galaxy will soon…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aisha's face tensed, nearly in tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aisha, just call me Eden. You were going to say the Lord of Plagues is about to unleash a galactic-scale plague war, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cut her off, summarizing what she was about to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No time to waste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, Ed—Eden.\" She paused, her ears turning slightly red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden ignored the moment and got straight to the point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked Aisha to give him all her plague research and treatment methods—and promised that he would rescue her soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right after this plague was handled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes welled up at his words. She began to sob—again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crystalline tears fell and clinked as they hit the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden looked down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those weren't just tears. They were raw materials for Eldar spirit stones—worth a fortune!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too bad he couldn't collect them now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But once he got her out of here, he definitely needed to make her cry some more. For scientific purposes, of course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her sob, he rushed over to comfort her. He needed her to calm down and hand over the plague knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, nothing was more important than learning!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden took her soft little hand and soothed her gently—successfully obtaining all the knowledge he sought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mission accomplished!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This knowledge wouldn't just help stop the plague—it would vastly improve the Savior Territory's entire medical field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And, in her emotion-fueled gratitude, Aisha gave him even more of her divine essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She entrusted more of her life power to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such trust!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Eden felt a twinge of guilt. If he didn't rescue her after all this, he'd feel like a jerk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because now—it was time to go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he got the knowledge—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let go of her hand and prepared to sever the connection, to pull his consciousness out of the Garden and return to realspace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every second counted now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any delay could ruin everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aisha noticed too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though reluctant, she helped cut the link.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, her Devourer had more important things to do—he was going to save the galaxy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That thought only made her admire him more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Until next time…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden smiled gently and began the severance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—disaster struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead of weakening, the connection intensified. Aisha suddenly embraced him tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—vines, flowers, and grasses exploded from the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They completely wrapped around both of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse yet—those vines sealed off the only exit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden felt the softness of her body and the faint floral fragrance—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And didn't dare move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He really didn't dare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Nurgle had returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wave of foul power engulfed the entire garden. The sky filled with yellow mists, thunder cracking through the air. A grotesque mountain of flesh approached, radiating apocalyptic decay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump. Thump. Thump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each heavy step from Papa Nurgle brought Eden closer to a nervous breakdown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though shielded by the Goddess's power, any movement could expose him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't escape. If Nurgle entered the garden, he would be found.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it! This whole sneaky cuck mission just turned into a suicide run!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As tension peaked, and Eden and Aisha clung tightly to each other—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The footsteps stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the Garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Papa Nurgle looked at the overgrown vines sealing the entrance and… paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn't he trample her flower bed before he left?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe she was still mad about that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a gentleman, the Lord of Plagues didn't barge in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But neither did he leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead—he set up a massive cauldron outside the garden…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To brew his finest plague stew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He planned to offer this lovingly prepared rot-soup as an apology—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To win her forgiveness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(TL: D-Did Nurgle just got NTR'd!!???)\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>",3192,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","0045f78dbcc529f6b73b9696cd856b816e20719c044a5677df3436135d6279fc","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-399","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-398",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]