Warhammer: Starting as a Planetary Governor

As Eden hesitated, the last foraging party of the void survivor tribe returned, armed with crude spears.

"Father!"

Tia ran excitedly to hug the robust man leading the group.

The elderly shaman approached him and asked:

"Duke, did you find the fungal clusters?"

Duke shook his head.

"We searched farther than ever before, but it's as if the fungi have vanished entirely.

The cursed creatures are growing more numerous. We barely made it back alive..."

Hearing this, the shaman sighed in despair.

Duke, however, clenched his fists, his resolve unshaken.

"After we resupply, we'll venture even farther until we find the fungi!"

Tia grabbed Duke's hand, her voice brimming with pride:

"Father, you don't need to risk your life anymore. I've found the deity!

He will take us to paradise, where no one will ever go hungry again."

She turned to Eden, her gaze filled with hope.

"Isn't that right, great deity?"

Duke noticed Eden standing on the platform and gasped.

"Great deity, is this true?"

Realizing he might have offended the divine, Duke quickly lowered his gaze, swallowing his words.

Eden hesitated, uneasy under Tia's expectant gaze.

The truth was that he planned to lead the void survivors not to paradise but into battle.

As Eden remained silent, Tia's eyes began to glisten with tears, as if the deity had refused to grant them salvation.

"Great deity..."

The elderly shaman trembled as he knelt before Eden.

"You see it yourself—the fungi are disappearing, and we've starved for far too long. If you don't save us, we will all perish from famine."

Faced with their pleading eyes, Eden hesitated before deciding to reveal the truth—albeit with careful phrasing.

He told the void survivors that paradise had been invaded by dreadful demons.

He had come to find powerful warriors to help him repel these invaders.

Eden also explained the risks of this battle, warning them that many might perish.

The void survivors erupted with fervor.

Wielding their spears, they vowed to fight for paradise.

The paradise they had dreamed of for generations could not be allowed to fall to demons.

"Great deity, we are willing to fight the demons!"

"Yes, we'll fight!"

"Kill those accursed demons!"

For these void survivors, battle was a way of life. They had fought endlessly against Chaos creatures to protect their tribe and gather food.

Combat was etched into their very blood.

Seeing their indomitable spirit, Eden agreed to lead them to paradise, promising them plentiful food and superior weapons and armor.

When Eden consented to guide them, the void survivors wept with joy, their long-awaited prophecy finally fulfilled.

They would journey to the paradise they had dreamed of for generations!

After gathering their belongings and families, the void survivors assembled.

Eden used his Hope Energy to open a Warp portal leading to Urth.

Full of hope, the void survivors stepped through the gateway to paradise.

As the portal closed, over 20,000 void survivors found themselves standing in the Holy Plaza of the King's Court.

They marveled at the magnificent buildings surrounding them, adorned with the timeless beauty of Imperial architecture.

When they saw the towering golden statue of the Emperor, they were awestruck.

"This is the deity's statue!"

The void survivors knelt in reverence, praising the miracle before them.

It was natural for them to mistake the Emperor's statue for Eden's likeness.

After all, when the statue was restored, Eden had instructed Bayev to slightly adjust the face to resemble his own.

Eden ordered the logistics team to treat the void survivors with utmost hospitality, providing them with the finest food.

He then headed to the military office to review the battle plans.

Upon arriving, Eden received good news:

Webby had successfully calculated a route through the tunnels!

It was an abandoned and concealed passage, minimizing the chances of detection by the Genestealers.

"Father, I did great, didn't I?"

Webby beamed with pride, seeking praise.

Having spent so much time interacting with Kaul, Moss, and the tech-priests, it was becoming more human-like every day.

"You did amazing! Truly my precious little helper!"

Eden praised it wholeheartedly.

A war council was soon convened, attended by Eden, Bayev, Webby, Carter, Arye, Kaes, Kaul, Doni, and Duke, who represented the void survivors.

The council decided to select 3,000 of the strongest void survivor warriors for the operation.

With extensive discussions and calculations led by Webby, the final battle plan was established.

Eden approved the plan to launch a decapitation strike targeting the Genestealer Patriarch.

The King's Court assembled an elite force of 2,000 Guards and 3,000 void survivor warriors, fully armed by Kaul.

In the tunnels:

"Warriors, move out!"

As the massive iron gates of the tunnel district creaked open, Eden, clad in his modified golden power armor, led over 5,000 troops into the dark passageways under the cover of night.

They would navigate the calculated route to the underhive, striking the heart of the Genestealer lair.

The mission was to execute the Patriarch before the Genestealers could muster their horde.

Failure would mean being surrounded by millions of Genestealers, leaving no escape.

The beacon was already lit.

The Tyranid fleet could arrive at any moment—be it years or mere days.

This desperate gambit to slay the Patriarch was Urth's only chance of survival.

For many, this battle would be a one-way trip.

In the underhive:

The district was a sea of revelry.

The Genestealers and their cultists held grand gatherings, embracing, sharing food and drink, and celebrating without restraint.

The offspring of the Genestealers and their followers indulged in brazen acts in the open.

In one corner of the hive, Gallia and his family joined the festivities.

Gallia had been told he no longer needed to fight on the frontlines and could now enjoy the final moments of salvation.

As people danced in the streets, Gallia and his wife Eve captivated everyone with their graceful movements.

After the dance, Eve held their young son, looking lovingly at Gallia as they cherished their family time.

"How wonderful… If only Eden were here too," Eve thought wistfully.

Under the cult's influence, the Genestealers and their followers firmly believed that the great Emperor would descend from the heavens to redeem the planet.

When that moment came, they would be freed from all suffering, achieving ultimate liberation.

For now, they smiled in blissful anticipation—

Ready to welcome the Day of Ascension.

(End of Chapter)

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