Hope is a human emotion that is wonderful and cruel at the same time. But I wanted to give this child hope because I have the power to ensure that her hope doesn't wither in this cesspit.
She said while crying, "Where were you when my dad was dying? Why do you appear now? I prayed to you, I begged you to help us, but you didn't appear."
Her question stunned me. I met her for the first time, and she is questioning whether she has known me for ages.
Then, suddenly, I recalled memories from her about the Crimson Diety. So she has misunderstood me for that guy.
'Well, what can I do? I have to play along. Later, I had to obscure my face to prevent madness." I thought.
"My child! Fate is a powerful thing; I couldn't help you earlier due to the will of fate. Now you have met me, it was because fate willed it. Even I can't discern the purpose of fate." I replied with empathic expression.
Inwardly, I was smug because from the book "Lesson 101 on How to pretend to be a deity? Written by Mr Fool" it was clearly stated, A God can never wrong.
So I shifted the blame to fate, and my answers seem to be working.
But what stumped me was how to help her, then an idea came to my mind.
My lackeys... cough cough.
My soldiers, who are with me now, lacked sentience as compared to the high-level knight commanders.
It seems like there is a part of a soldier's soul that is missing, which could be filled. I could fuse her soul to my robotic soldier.
In response, my soldier would gain consciousness, but Leyliah's consciousness would be in control, and she would be bound to the city of calamity.
I want to experiment on that, but first, where are those 4 idiots? They should have captured those chicken ass motherf**kers.
"Wait here for me! I will be back in a few minutes." I said to Leyliah softly, to which she nodded.
Then, due to my connections with the soldier, I had found my boys, but they were idiotically searching the surroundings for daemons.
But those daemons were using a concealing spell to lie in wait behind black hills to ambush soldiers.
Luckily, I had placed soulprints on both of these daemons. I pinpointed their positions.
Then I did what would make any coward pathway proud: I jumped on one of the daemons from behind.
I had beaten him purple and blue( No pun intended). When I caught one daemon, the other was still in ambush position, gambling on the fact that I didn't know its position.
So I decided to play along with him. They love to play with human souls now; in return, I would play with them.
When I asked the daemon to reveal the place where his friend is hiding, that son of a gun started moving toward his companion's position with no resistance.
"Ay bro! Come out, bro! They caught u,s bro!" Daemon said while undoing the concealment spell on his buddy with a smug smile on his face.
While I was observing both of these daemons' antics, I took a breath of relief that this is the Warhammer universe I know
'This seems like a perfect model of a Tzeentch daemon. The first Tzeentch daemon I met must be an anomaly.' I thought.
When I turned to see what my soldiers and my first warp lackey are doing, the scene I saw made me want to cough up blood.
These retards, instead of finding the daemons, were chasing a pixie-like creature.
The scene resembled dogs chasing after butterflies, and my warp lackey was controlling the pixie-like creature.
(Pov: Warp Lackey)
'Yes! This is how it feels to control others. Khkhkhkhkhkhkhkhkhkh' I thought with satisfaction while controlling a creation of mine.
Suddenly, I heard someone cough behind me, and when I turned, it was my friend.
Then I saw a black gauntlet fist coming toward me, and darkness occurred.
(POV: Magnus)
Phew! That felt good. I ordered the soldiers to drag these daemons to the place where Leyliah was.
"Child! To protect you, I am going to grant you power so bear the hurt." I said to the child.
She nodded hesitantly. Then I ordered my soldier to bend down and touch their forehead with each other's.
With the knowledge of fusion of souls from my warp lackey, I started the process of fusing their souls by invoking the power of the city of calamity.
As their soul were fusing, I heard the screams of Leyliah. I wanted to stop the process, but I didn't because she is an important pawn in the great game.
So I let the process continue after some time; her screams subsided.
I checked on her condition after confirming she was fine with a slight side effect.
Her beacon was slowly dissipating, but I feel it now; she or he, as of now to speak, was bound to the city of calamity.
Yes! The side effect of using the City of Calamity was that it changed her gender.
Then I planted a memory of my honorific name, which is:
The Red Priest, born with the calamity.
You who reigns over the clouds of blood.
The Crimson Monarch, one who controls symphonies of War, Iron, and fire.
And I asked her if she is in a desperate position, she can chant the honorific name.
I also instructed him, if ever there comes a giant of my size in the gladiator's arena, get close to him.
I also ordered him that if the giant was punished and was ordered to be given a butcher's nail, he should chant my name.
After seeing her disappear, I took a breath of relief while I ordered the city of calamity to summon the defeated daemons.
You ask what if the daemon uses the power of the city of calamity to cause trouble, but I am sorry to inform you that the armor I am wearing is the key to controlling the city of calamity.
This key is connected to my soul, so it's a pipe dream to steal my sefirot.
After sending daemons, now I need 1 Nurgle daemon and 5 Khorne daemons to get the ingredients of the Sequence 9 potion.
Then I ordered my warp lackey to lure out a Khorne daemon to the place I set for ambush, where the previous Tzeentch daemons lay in wait for my soldiers.
You can say that these Tzeentch daemons are snakes, but their strategic thinking is on point.
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Donate some of that powerstone, will ya?