"The Black Crusade... It all starts with the gods hating us, I have no doubt about it... They need us, we are just their fuel, our thoughts and actions give them life... Fundamentally
, they are us, and every nightmare, every wound, every death - feeds them, grows them, shapes them."
In the dark cell, with his hands tightly bound by the chains on the wall, Kayan was slumped on the ground, facing Soshiyang and murmuring in a low voice. In the ears of any judge, it was enough to be called a treason.
Discourse.
"However, they are not independent and rational entities, and the sentient soul can never understand them in the slightest... They are forces that are not bound by reason. Emotions and behaviors give etheric form and burn eternally behind the curtain of matter.
...But they just hate us, I have no doubt about it."
Soshyan stared at the person in front of him. After being stripped of his power armor, what appeared in front of him was a tall and tall body but slightly thinner than the Astartes.
Kayon maintains the standard amber skin of the Tizka people, with almost no scars visible, except for some faintly visible tiny scratches on his shaved head, which seem to have been made by slender claws.
Over the years, Soshyan has seen many Chaos Space Marines. Without exception, they are either bloody and violent, or crazy and chaotic. Their faces almost always have a desire for killing or destruction, or they can't hide their gloom and deceit.
But the person in front of him is very unique. If I have to describe it, Kayon's temperament is closer to that of a melancholy and haggard poet. His calm face has a very bookish air. If you ignore his superhuman body shape, he is completely a standard scholar.
.
Soshyan will also compare him with Talos, but the result is that the temperament of the two is completely different.
Talos is more like a crazy poet with suicidal tendencies, and beneath his surface melancholy, his cruel killer nature cannot be concealed.
In a sense, Khayon is the most peaceful Chaos Space Marine Soshyan has ever seen.
"It seems that you have a deep research on the evil god of subspace."
"In the long period of time before joining the Black Legion, apart from wandering around, I was searching for all kinds of knowledge. This is our instinct as Thousand Sons."
"Then you go ahead."
"Some people believe that they have no mind or purpose, and they don't hate us - they can't hate, they can't love, and so on... Others believe that they are very generous, even kind, but it's hard to deal with them
People must understand their desires and see the power contained in their gifts, even the most damning ones... There are also people who regard them as distant and dazzling existences.
, is in love with the secret beliefs that he is familiar with, and believes that the gods have seen the potential we have, and we have to sweat and fight to realize the potential... Only Azek believes that they can be exploited.
Overcoming and transcendent beings—rational, irrational, and so on.”
"I thought all of you were fanatical believers in evil gods."
"A part, even a large part, but by no means all... They laugh at our dreams, laugh at our ambitions, and fight with us humans just to enslave us, even though they know they need us...
.They need strong men for their own purposes, so they elevate us and give us much to achieve our goals...and when we resist their vanity, they abandon and destroy us, which is far from the case.
Simple malice - malice often comes from intuition and is very crude, even a beast can understand it, no... this is resentment, which requires perception, emotion, and the ability to hate and rage."
"Since you think the evil god is controlling everything, how is the current Abaddon different from the Horus of the past? He is also favored by the evil god, but he will also fail."
"No, you are wrong, they never favored him... The gods reserved their strongest hatred for Abaddon, oh... It is unimaginable how much they despised him, they wanted him hungrily,
They even fought with each other, just to seduce his soul wrapped in iron armor and seize the great glory of playing with it... The gods' hatred of Abaddon was like parasitism, or obsession,
The resentment born from this further feeds them. If there is no Abaddon, then no one has any hope of victory, and if he only chooses one god, then the war of Chaos will end quickly."
"It sounds like you don't think highly of Abaddon, the Great Predator."
"Optimistic? A perfunctory word. He doesn't fight for the gods who still hate him even though they need him. He has no interest in the war between the gods. Abaddon only does it for himself, for ambition, and for those who go with him.
Fighting as brothers together... He fights for the legions abandoned by the Emperor. He looks at the Empire we built with blood, sweat and sword, and wants to take it back... He just wants to return.
In front of the false emperor who gave us life, looking at the false emperor bleeding like a river for all his failures, he only thinks about continuing his father's failed career, only thinking about the union of the cursed, and only thinking about what happened to us.
The wrong destiny for all."
In the darkness, Soshyan sneered with contempt.
"A traitor is a traitor. Don't talk about the so-called brotherhood. Those things were torn apart by you during the Great Rebellion. I'm afraid Abaddon can't even count how many relatives' blood he has stained on his hands, right?"
"Do you think he's hypocritical?"
"certainly."
"Yes, and this is the source of all the contempt the gods have for him... They plead with him, beg, betray him in contempt, and then have to crawl back in the hope that he will change his mind and kneel to them! Yet!
Power always belongs to Abaddon, and the gods will never forgive this. Abaddon's greatest advantage is also his deepest flaw... because he will never surrender to the gods, and the gods will always abandon him and let him
His ultimate triumph becomes out of reach! Some say that Abaddon's destiny is that of a ouroboros, a giant snake trying to swallow its own tail. Just as the gods seek a submission that he will never give, so does he.
A victory that never comes."
"You have said so much, what does it have to do with the question I raised?"
"So, this is the truth. The history of the Black Legion is written in blood, and most of it is our own blood... Even though one can easily despise the betrayal and cowardice of the dying Sons of Horus, their reborn strength and resistance
I'm afraid it will make people even more disgusted. In short, we refuse to perish! Oh, because of this, our blood relatives hate us. They stalk us in the eyes of fear, just because of our two great
The crime: to live and to fight for one's destiny."
After hearing these words, Soshyan spat directly on the ground.
"Two major crimes? Bah! In my eyes, your two major crimes are only: betrayal of humanity and betrayal of the Emperor - but no matter which one, it is enough to wash away the glory you once carried, and in the soul of each of you Chaos lackeys
A permanent mark of shame is engraved in the depths! The betrayer is not worthy of defending himself, and will pay with blood."