[{"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-451":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},1681121,2147,"Chapter 451 452: Savior — Hiss, This Is Way Too Spicy?!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-451",451,"\u003Cp>\"What the hell is that?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden stared at the spicy image of the Emperor, nearly losing it on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rubbed his eyes to confirm he wasn't hallucinating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Burns the eyes. Blasphemy. Total blasphemy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Doing this kind of thing in public, in front of the Imperium's pious warriors—this was outright perversion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was clearly a hallucination conjured by the Prince of Pleasure, designed to affect their minds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can see it too?\" Eden asked the Goddess of Life beside him, his brow furrowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe it was an illusion meant only for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mmhmm...\" Isha nodded with a flushed face, clearly a little embarrassed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hiss~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden sucked in a cold breath. That made things trickier—who knew if the faithful could withstand this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Goddess of Life? A divine being? And she's blushing like a bubble teapot?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he didn't know was that the vision she saw wasn't of the Emperor at all—it was him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each person saw a different version of the hallucination. Some shared visions, but many saw drastically different ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the insidious nature of the Prince of Pleasure's illusions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These unnatural hallucinations blanketed the entire region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Eden and a few mentally resilient individuals could hold onto their sanity. Most of the soldiers were already ensnared, unable to discern real from fake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the horror of the Prince of Pleasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They could create experiences beyond the limits of sensation—nightmares that tormented and warped the mind, corrupting it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to Eden's years of freeloading inside illusions built by the Prince of Pleasure, he had developed a degree of resistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he wasn't heavily affected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using his psychic sense, he probed the minds of other warriors and experienced firsthand the twisted pleasure of the dark god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the Chaos God's direct intervention, their minds had long been corrupted—they couldn't tell illusion from reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kind of attack was far harder to defend against.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No! You damned Eldar abomination, get away from our father!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Primaris of the Nova Chapter found themselves bound to columns inside an Aeldari palace. Their armor and garments were torn to shreds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surrounded by exotic Eldar beauties, they were being lashed by thorned whips—wounded and bloodied even amidst overwhelming pleasure. Some had flesh peeled to the bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of it was reflected physically on their real bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that wasn't even the cruelest part.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still was watching their gene-father, the Imperial Regent, being subjected to the same fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Atop a throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Harbinger of Death of the Eldar, Yvraine, sat like a queen, training the kneeling Imperial Regent with vicious zeal—while he submitted to it like a loyal hound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It broke the hearts of the Primaris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Eden saw even more hallucinations born of soldiers' thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of them reflected some inner projection—torture, ecstasy, the glory of slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them, he noticed one oddly peaceful vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A utopian world made entirely of food. Warriors flipping woks joyfully, interacting with living dishes and basking in culinary bliss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Son of Man Legion's brainwaves are really built different...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that too was a kind of corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slaanesh's corruption didn't just come in the form of agony or overstimulation—it could also be in the guise of gentleness, like hobbies, love, food, even friendship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So enticing that one might fall into Chaos without realizing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden found himself in the garden of the Goddess of Life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is... Isha's hallucination?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything in the garden was soft, filled with longing and temptation, easily leading one astray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No! Let me go... ah!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Isha's voice cried out—fearful and weeping, as though she were being assaulted, powerless to resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden tensed immediately. \"Damn it—did that freak manage to snatch her into an illusion?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a divine being, Isha shouldn't be vulnerable to hallucinations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a god as powerful as Slaanesh could subject her to such torment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he rushed toward the source of the voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No matter what, I have to get her out of there!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd put in a colossal effort—fought the Tsar of Beasts himself—just to rescue the Goddess of Life from Nurgle's Garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Slaanesh hijacked that effort, dragging the goddess off to some twisted palace for endless perversion...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wouldn't that make him the greatest sucker in the galaxy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Might as well go sit next to Papa Nurgle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Staying on alert, Eden surged deeper into the illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, his psychic might was powerful enough that Slaanesh couldn't fully control or corrupt him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as he and Isha worked together, they could break free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No big problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when Eden reached the spot where Isha's vision unfolded—he was dumbfounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scene was spicy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the fragrant flowerbeds, tiny flower sprites sobbed in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the center, swinging gently on a floral swing, was Isha—being ravaged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the one doing the ravaging... was him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A torrential storm pounded down on the fragile flowers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The imagery was extremely explicit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden inhaled sharply. \"Where's the Prince of Pleasure? I don't sense their presence...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no trace of Slaanesh in the illusion. And Isha's spirit didn't seem hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt more like... a choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When that idea crossed his mind, Eden's mind exploded. \"No way... Is that what you're into, Goddess of Life?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like that, the idealized version of Isha shattered in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd worked so hard to save her, only to find out she craved him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And liked it rough?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was beginning to suspect she'd been imprisoned too long and developed some sort of Stockholm syndrome kink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So... what do I do now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pondered. He couldn't just charge in and drag her out of the illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or... should he give her a taste of reality?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That second thought died instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the Warp. Follow that logic and he'd fall into a trap faster than he could say \"safe word.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd end up on the receiving end of the whip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Eden hesitated, Isha shifted in the scene, turning slightly and locking eyes with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence fell like a curtain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could see it clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face turned from crimson to pale, trembling from shame—on the verge of shattering entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She realized what had happened, turned away in panic, and the illusion of the \"spicy\" Eden vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a veil of silk fell across the flowerbeds, blocking everything from view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Eden remained in that part of the hallucination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let out a slow breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he had seen some forbidden secrets, at least there was no immediate danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, now he held a few of Isha's mental weak points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Might make their future relationship easier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe he could afford to be a bit more assertive with her from now on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once he confirmed that Isha was safe—if a little desperate—Eden turned to leave the illusionary space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then his body locked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pair of soft, pale hands landed on his shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eden...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A silky, electrifying voice whispered in his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holding his breath, Eden turned slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the purple mist emerged a graceful figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The body was seduction incarnate. Every curve was sculpted perfection. Her face was an impossible convergence of all things beautiful. Even the golden horns on her head were perfectly proportioned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And her skin... glistening snow-white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was the very essence of desire, the goddess of pleasure—Slaanesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slaanesh swayed forward, her hips moving like waves, until she stood before the frozen Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sweet smile blossomed on her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Finally, I've caught you, my little darling,\" she said softly. \"Come—immerse yourself in the greatest pleasure this universe can offer. You shall become my most beloved prince…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After nearly a century of chasing him, she had finally seized the Savior—the one who repeatedly rejected her gifts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it! I let my guard down!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's scalp tingled, heart hammering so fast it felt like it might explode. But his body wouldn't respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was completely immobilized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, his mind was screaming NO, but his body… his body had other ideas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the danger of desire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel the corruption already taking hold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was very, very bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slaanesh gently reached out to him, trying to drag him into her abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a personal move—she had come for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn you! What an unholy blessing!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He doesn't deserve this! That Savior is unworthy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somewhere in the violet mist…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A corrupted Phoenix, Fulgrim, follower of Slaanesh and invader of Nurgle's Garden, watched the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grinding his teeth so hard they nearly shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was too envious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether in devotion to the Prince of Pleasure, in artistic pursuit, or sheer beauty, he surpassed the Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had served that being faithfully for ten thousand years—so why had he never received such a gift?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such blatant injustice!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fallen Phoenix closed his eyes in agony, unable to bear the sight of the Savior enjoying that ecstasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Lucius the Eternal, Chosen of Slaanesh, gave him a comforting pat with a whip-like tentacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then—an unexpected change struck the illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, Prince of Pleasure!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both of them stared, eyes wide with shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A short while earlier...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shit, I'm done for!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden could only watch as his hand reached out toward the sin before him, sinking deeper into corruption, helpless to stop it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What now?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized he couldn't resist the manifested form of a Chaos God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He refused to become one of Slaanesh's Chosen or a Daemon Prince—too perverse, too extreme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, he'd seriously pissed Slaanesh off before, so who knew what kind of torment lay ahead?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse yet, Slaanesh was hermaphroditic. If He came at him with a masculine form...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden shuddered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He struggled with everything he had, trying to break free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, he quickly realized something—the corrupting power wasn't transforming his body. Instead, it was being absorbed by his Dark Side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This drastically weakened Slaanesh's influence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind began to clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—he noticed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The being before him wasn't Slaanesh's true form, but a construct made of condensed Warp energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, the real Slaanesh hadn't fully breached Nurgle's Garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Penetrating another Chaos God's domain wasn't easy. Even Khorne and Tzeentch had required meticulous planning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Slaanesh hadn't expected Eden to be here—this ambush had been a hasty decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not enough time to make a proper incursion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing this, Eden was no longer afraid and began quietly gathering his psychic energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savior, your struggle is so delicious to watch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slaanesh licked their lips seductively, visibly impatient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Corrupting such a powerful psyker would greatly enhance Slaanesh's dominion and provide a formidable Primarch-level slave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention legions of loyal troops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a prize no Chaos God could resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slaanesh leaned in, about to brand Eden with a kiss imbued with a permanent, unshakable Warp sigil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such marks couldn't be removed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like Mortarion, who had once been branded on the heart by Supreme Grand Master Kaldor Draigo of the Grey Knights—and had never lived it down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this would be worse. A demonic tattoo of desire that couldn't be hidden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone marked with it could forget about dignity—enemies would die laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"F**k that!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden saw it coming and exploded into action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zzzzap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pitch-black hair bristled, golden lightning erupting around him, especially in his right hand, which glowed with crackling energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, he drained most of the faith energy stored inside the Little Sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His punch, now amplified by divine lightning, became an unstoppable force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Screw you—Golden Fist of Justice!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He broke free and slammed his fist into Slaanesh's divine face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"SAVIOR!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slaanesh's face twisted grotesquely, and with a screech, the Warp avatar was launched into the purple mist, vanishing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My master...!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fallen Phoenix and Lucius could only watch, stunned, as Slaanesh's form flew past them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That man—Eden the Savior—having repelled a Chaos God's projection, ripped apart the illusion without hesitation and strode away in pure, glorious defiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a mighty back remained behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Etching an unforgettable image into the minds of the nearby Daemonettes and cultist women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The very air became thick with moisture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nurgle's Garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scent of flowers vanished from Eden's nostrils, replaced by the foul reek of rot—that familiar stench of the Garden of Nurgle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Finally out…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a deep breath—then almost threw up. \"Blegh—yeah, no more deep breaths here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed more slowly inside the illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only about ten seconds had gone by in the real world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eden, are you alright?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isha's hands glowed with divine life energy as she pressed them to Eden's chest, nearly draping herself over him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized that he may have only escaped the illusion thanks to her assistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head. \"I'm fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You... just now… did you see me…?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face flushed bright red, eyes downcast, her voice timid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\" Eden activated Oscar-worthy acting mode. Best not to reveal anything—her secret would be more useful later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at her seriously. \"Did something happen?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"N-No, nothing...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Goddess of Life fell silent again, doing her best to control her trembling, desperately hoping the Savior hadn't discovered her shameful illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden dropped the topic and turned his focus to the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The widespread hallucinations had left many warriors tainted. If it went on any longer, the consequences would be dire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savior!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A furious voice echoed through the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slaanesh had stopped hiding—clearly beginning to force entry into Nurgle's domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rifts opened, and the air grew thick with corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the Emperor, this is heresy beyond imagining!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Grey Knights scribe trembled on the verge of tears, silently wishing he were blind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few mentally pure warriors hadn't been ensnared by illusions—but they had seen the Emperor's image dancing mid-air, made of Warp fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That illusion of the Emperor… began to dance… and then… with Slaanesh...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then Eden joined in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Utter sensory violation. A nightmare orgy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cruel mockery of the Emperor and his warriors. A savage blow to faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden frowned at the abomination. \"After this, we'll need to schedule psychological recovery. Possibly... memory wipes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That same vision reached the real Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And He was furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He demanded the Savior open a conduit—immediately—to descend into Nurgle's Garden Himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Big E was officially pissed off!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Slaanesh, you're dead meat now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's eyes narrowed at the intensifying corruption. He began moving again, approaching the long-range units.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With focused psychic effort, he dispelled the hallucinations plaguing them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The troops returned to normal, signs of corruption fading—though their expressions remained shaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaplains began emergency recitations of the Litany of the Emperor, stabilizing minds and restoring faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How's the core?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden made his way to the center, where a several-meter-tall Holy Core stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an enhanced version of the Holy Spire Core, capable of channeling the Emperor's might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tech-priests clanked away, but nothing worked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We're sorry, Lord Savior,\" one of them confessed. \"The system and structure are intact—but it just... won't start.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's the reason?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Machine Spirit is... displeased.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden sighed. The worst kind of issue—spiritual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked, \"Did you try incense and prayer?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he quickly saw that was a dumb question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several tech-priests were swinging censers. Others smeared sacred oils by hand. One was chanting binary litanies directly into the engine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They'd even deployed mini sanctified ash-bombs and adorned it with rare Mechanicus sigils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They'd used every Machine Spirit appeasement trick in the book—and still, nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden was about to panic. Now of all times? Why the cold shoulder?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, he had a backup plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked to a figure nearby and commanded, \"Big Mek, you're up. Fix this, now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the core failed, Eden had contacted the Steel-Toothed Big Mek inside Nurgle's Garden, invoking his title as Four-Armed Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That genius was one of the key engineers who helped build the Holy Core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ork, clad in mismatched mechanical limbs and glowing monocles, walked a circle around the core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, to everyone's horror—he whipped out a massive hammer and smashed it down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>DUANG~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hammer struck the engine. The whole machine shook. Cracks appeared. Bits fell off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—somehow—the Holy Core roared to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Success!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden understood. The Machine Spirit was just tsundere. Sometimes, it needed a little tough love.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Big Mek gave the same verdict.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with an electric flash, he disappeared—teleporting back to his Ork horde using warp-tech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This guy's getting better…\" Eden muttered, impressed. No wonder the Old Ones built the Webway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tech-priests scrambled to finish activation, successfully booting up the core and its systems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, battle had begun. The front-line warriors were already clashing with Slaaneshi Daemons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came the noise—chaotic, maddening, ear-splitting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Noise Marines had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Riiip~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air split open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive violet form stepped through—Slaanesh's true body had breached the Garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their gaze locked directly onto Eden, burning with desire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can't run. You will know the agony of perfect pleasure!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Savior was instantly smothered by an overwhelming presence, barely able to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, the Holy Core fired a golden beam skyward—piercing into the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The searing, unstoppable, divine pressure of a greater force descended—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor's Wrath had come!\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>",2863,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.689Z",1,"novelbin.me","412ccff52d1a9020b5002bad10e8699b7b9c8e720e446774deaa4ddef632ac3c","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-452","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-350",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]