According to the main plot, there was some time before my brothers and I would be snatched from our father's embrace and hurled to different places across the galaxy.
To prepare in advance, I had to become Hunter, which is a sequence 9 due to the City of Calamity.
If I had been given the sefirah castle, I would have chosen the error pathway. It would have been much more fun.
I would have given the so-called Chaos Gods a certain condition, and that would be PTSD of monocles, and let them know the might of three coward pathways.
Well, what can I do? The life-saving boon was given to me, and I am not going to be ungrateful for that.
It would be a pain in the ass for the ritual of Sequence 4 Iron Blooded Knight, then I had to solve the issue of the gene-seed mutation.
So I had to prepare the ingredients of the Sequence 9 Hunter pathway.
With that thought, I summoned the armored knights into the throne room.
When these bad boys entered the throne room, I got the feeling Khorne would love to have an army like this.
When the knights were settled down. I ordered them, "Buckle up, Boys! We are going to hunt some daemons."
As I ordered them, there was a shudder in their armors, for the distance I know I had said to them the magic words.
With that, I started my first journey through warp. With the thought, the city of calamity transported us to the area adjacent to the realms of the gods.
There I saw a grotesque creature of a dark color harassing a beacon of light. According to the lore, I know it's the soul of the psyker and mainly of an untrained psyker.
Well, the common daemon warp has presented itself on the dish, and who am I to deny the present heaven has given to me?
"Boys! We have found our first lucky winner. Look at this ugly creature. If I were that ugly, I would have sued my parents for giving birth to me. Beat him, boys, and leave him half dead." I said while provoking that creature.
Then I heard the sound of clattering of a few armors, and suddenly I had a bad feeling in my gut that something was very, very wrong.
"Boys?" I said meekly, my voice cracking. When I turned around, I saw only 3 weak infantry soldiers who were even less useful than me.
Then I turned around and saw Daemon looking at me, and he roared like I had eaten his last pudding from the refrigerator that he had saved for himself.
"Oh Shit!" I said while I carried two soldiers on each of my shoulders, and I carried the third one in princess style, and made a run for it.
As I was running, I requested that the city of calamity summon us back to the city, and guess what I got in response in my head.
It said, "Complete the hunt and then I can be summoned back."
I should have known that Lady Luck is like my stepmother, who wants to fuck me in every way possible.
I dodged the claw of the daemon while cursing my luck in such colorful language that even a whore would blush upon hearing those words.
'Think, think of a way to get out of this sticky situation, oh, how would I have given my virginity to Mother Tree of Desire voluntarily for God of Storms to exist in the universe?' I thought bitterly.
I would have performed the supreme combo of Klein, that is to shout 'Leodero' with my lungs out while running.
'Wait! I can shout it now, I got nothing to lose.' I thought.
Then I shouted the magic word, "LEODERO!!!" All of a sudden, lightning hit the spot where I had rolled from to the left like a Soulsborne character, and now where the daemon was.
'Leodero! I knew it! You will never betray me except the Ancient Sun God." I sincerely thanked the Lord of Storm.
Then I looked at the spot from where lightning came, and there I saw a figure in a blue cloak with hairy legs, pardon, I mean feathery legs.
After observing him, I examined the warp daemon. The dude looked like an NTR hentai heroine after an ugly had done the deed.
Well works for me, but the thing is: I have to deal with the Dumbledore the blessed of Tzeentch.
While I was thinking about how to deal with the situation.
(Back to City of Calamity- Knight Commander)
It had been a day of joy for us that the Lord of calamity had descended upon us.
After a millennium, now we have our Crimson Monarch who will lead us to the battles across the universe.
He would paint this galaxy with blood. He would grant us the honor of fighting alongside him.
When he summoned us for the hunt, we rejoiced that finally we would have our first war.
Some of my fellow commanders started fantasising about the battlefield.
But suddenly, after the announcement, our Crimson Monarch disappeared.
We were dumbfounded that he didn't take us on the hunt.
"Ezekial! I think our king left for hunting without taking us." My fellow commander said with emotion.
Then suddenly it dawned on me that we are weak. Our Blood Emperor didn't want unnecessary casualties. He cared for us so much.
That thought brought tears to my eyes. Then again, I started fantasising about the battlefield where our Monarch was headed, where even we would be cannon fodder.
That thought brought a shudder to my whole body.
"You are right!" I replied to my fellow commander. "It seems we are too weak for the war where the Blood Emperor had gone. We have to train harder so we can fight alongside our Lord."
While Ezekial was using an exquisite technique of Alger Wilson, known as glazin, he didn't realize that his idiot Monarch, whose spirituality, also known as his psychic powers, had not matured enough to take all of them with him.
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