If he's unrepentant, the Emperor destroys him as kindness to the galaxy. If he repents from Chaos, then the Chaos Gods would never resurrect him, but would absolutely torment him, so the Emperor destroys him as kindness to his son. Horus is sorely wounded, possibly mortally. Sanguinius doesn't come back from the Rage, and the Emperor kills him. The Angels assume that's him dying, but he's actually entering the Black Rage, and Angels who succumb to it are just further along in the vision. Horus is kicking Sanguinius's ass, and the Blood Angels experience that. (A bit of tawdry fanfic to accompany your amazing art. I tried to spare you from slaying your son and instead forced you to do it anyways. The presence filled him from within, a blazing golden light that scorched his soul. And that burned away what little remained of his humanity. He knew what new horror he did, what new line he crossed. He felt new wetness on an already soaked hand. Like a wounded animal driven mad he lashed out. A presence that he used to love enveloped him. I am beyond.”Ī golden hand grabbed his blood slicked one. Bring yourself back before you are lost.+Ī sob of pain and hysteria left Sanguinius’ lips. Thick red-black vitae fell in long sticky strands.

Like he was your son.” The Reddened Angel looked down at his hand. He burned your beautiful future to ash for self service. He took our purpose and perverted it, corrupted it. Spittle gathered at the corners of his mouth, thickening from hunger and her.

It had to be me.” His fangs grew as he spoke. “Could you have done it? Could you have slain a beloved son? No, I think not. +The burden was not supposed to be yours.+ His eyes, once filled with light and passion, were swallowed by Old Night. His skin was paler than marble and colder than stone.

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