Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

"Where are you taking me?"

[Go outside the maze, to the wasteland that belongs to me. 】

"This is not your country?"

[Not entirely. 】

"...Then, what are we going to do?"

【Sold you. 】

"?"

[You are so noisy that I can no longer support you, so I decided to sell you and go dig coal mines in the black coal mines of Comoros for the rest of your life. 】

"..."

Conrad blinked. Faced with this ridiculous answer, he did not laugh out loud for the first time: because the voice lingering in his ears was so serious that it didn't sound like a joke at all. words.

…

She doesn't really want to sell him, does she?

For a moment, such an idea actually flashed through Conrad's mind, causing Midnight Ghost to struggle instinctively. He kept twitching his limbs, which caused him to grab one of his arms and push him away. The Spider Queen felt difficulty dragging herself on the ground.

So in the next second, an irresistible spiritual force came over, mercilessly grasping the back of Conrad's neck, and immediately strangled all his struggles in the embryo.

The midnight ghost was pinched by the invisible giant hand on the back of his destiny's neck, and he suddenly rose up in front of Morgan, looking at him levelly.

As a result, Koz fell silent instantly.

Although in this maze of reincarnation, Conrad's spirit seemed to have improved a lot, and the prophecy that had largely disappeared made him more focused, but when he looked directly at the face of the Spider Queen again, midnight The ghost was still frightened.

Although in his eyes, Morgan at this time was no longer a combination of skeletons, corpses and rotten tools. Her face was already a normal combination of skin and flesh, and she could even see the twinkling blue eyes. Pupils: However, the frost on the face and the unfaltering coldness in the pupils are more terrifying than a burning skeleton.

Morgan did not speak, but her silence shocked her blood relatives even more: in the short time they got together, Midnight Ghost already knew what the silence of the person in front of him meant.

So, he blinked his eyes, and after thinking for the briefest moment, he slowly raised his hands and forced a calm face.

Clever.

【……】

Morgan snorted softly, and she threw Conrad to the ground. Then she once again used her spiritual power to grab his neck and hair, and continued to drag him on the ground, rushing to her destination.

——————

When Morgan was fighting alongside Guilliman, she was actually thinking about Conrad.

She had to do it.

After all, no matter how much she didn't want to admit it, she had to face this blood relative, burden, responsibility or time bomb imprisoned on her ship: these words seemed to make no more difference now.

But no matter which description is used, the Spider Queen has to face a reality: she will be with Conrad for a while, so she must find a way to solve, at least partially, the madness that is entrenched in the minds of her blood relatives.

Morgan had actually realized this when Conrad had just boarded the Dawn Goddess, but she had not really thought about what was going to happen next.

Frankly speaking, at the beginning, Morgan was actually a bit shaky in this regard: after all, Conrad seemed to have no more use to her, and the trouble caused by his occasional madness seemed to be OK. Endure it without causing real significant damage.

What's more, when getting along with this midnight ghost, the Spider Queen, who has always been good at using different masks to communicate with ease, suddenly discovered that her calm thinking seemed to be accompanied by the loss of being next to Conrad, and gradually... Turning into a kind of crazy violence, her influence on Conrad seems to be indifferent, but Conrad's influence on her actually damages her interests.

This was intolerable to her.

So at the beginning, Morgan's attitude towards Conrad was indulgent, and she even deliberately let him run away: just like she was on her own mothership, raising a super large Alaskan dog, and having to give it to her from time to time. She had done something, and she wasn't going to care too much about it. She just wanted to be out of sight and out of mind.

Morgan did think so: but she soon realized that the being named [Midnight Ghost] really inherited the best part of their common genetic father in terms of causing trouble.

If the Legion that joined the Second Legion that day were not Ultramarines, or if Guilliman was not present, then even the Primarch would not be able to imagine the troublesome situation that would follow: However, in the briefest moment of rage, Afterwards, the Spider Queen calmed down and fell into thinking.

Is there such a possibility?

Conrad had accurately grasped that Guilliman, who came to meet her, was a good person, an idealist who could even be said to be weak, and a soft-hearted blood relative who would not make this matter a big deal: so How dare he do such cruel things?

Just like he knew how he was going to die, so he was completely unafraid of her punishment: these two things had the same underlying logic in Conrad's mind, and were a manifestation of some arrogance and superiority deep in his heart. .

…

It's very possible, isn't it?

With the Spider Queen's thinking, it only took her a moment to figure this out, but what followed was not more anger, but a long silence, followed by a helpless sigh.

It was from that time that Morgan finally realized that she could no longer maintain this state of self-deception: she could not let Conrad be the Sleeping Beauty in the stasis field for more than ten years, let alone tolerate him adhering to If she continues to wander with this mentality, who knows what kind of cruel work he can do to her next time?

Containing the killings of midnight ghosts is indeed an improvement: but it is not enough.

She needs some more obvious push to deflect Conrad's downward curve, or to formalize her relationship with her blood relative with a new and strong relationship: the Spider Queen has never been arrogant enough to think she can. To reverse the Midnight Ghost's madness, her goal is actually very simple and selfish.

Within the scope of her influence, she did not allow Conrad's madness to break out again, because it would affect her tranquility, interests and work rhythm: as for what he would do elsewhere, she would not care. .

But in front of her, the Midnight Ghost must listen to her. This is a must: As for what method to use to achieve this goal, as for the relationship between her and Conrad, it will become friends, enemies, strangers, and so on. Or simply threatening and being threatened will not be an issue that Morgan cares about.

After all, she didn't care much about this semi-crazy blood relative from the beginning. Conrad was not Jonson or Guilliman, so he was not worthy of the Spider Queen's special treatment.

In this way, driven by this ultimate goal, the Lord of the Second Legion was conducting the Osiris expedition while writing her own new book, and also thinking about how to adjust and establish her relationship with the Midnight Ghost.

These three undertakings are proceeding in an orderly manner, thanks to the multi-threaded processing system in the brain of the Gene Queen that is exactly the same as her Ultramar blood relatives, but is slightly inferior in practical effects. The second legion The Lord will not be in a hurry.

When the Osiris psychic seed completely disappeared in the galaxy, the Spider Queen had already roughly figured out how she could communicate with her blood relatives again, so she came immediately without any hesitation. The location of the Midnight Ghost's Cage.

She was taking him somewhere.

A place that was enough to knock a crack in Conrad's strong mind.

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[In your spiritual world, you have a very terrifying existence, and the considerable wealth that comes with it, my parasite brother. 】

Just when Conrad closed his eyes, numbly letting his blood relatives drag him along, Morgan's words were like ice cubes suddenly stuffed into his collar, causing him to open his eyes suddenly, He didn't even care about the real friction and pain on his virtual skin.

Morgan was talking, Morgan was laughing, she spoke quite casually, but her identity as a psychic master made her jokes sound like irrefutable truths in the world.

[But unfortunately, my brother, your control over the mind is terrible, full of an incomprehensible stupidity, weakness, blindness and self-deception. It is only a little better than Magnus: this is too much. Oh no. 】

[Your weakness directly leads to the worst result: the prophecy ability that originally brought you both benefits and disadvantages has now almost become a pure disadvantage. You have no idea how to profit from this ability. You just Like a little girl who has been violated, she can close her eyes and cry, then raise her hands in surrender. 】

"..."

Conrad's face was a little ugly, but it was not as angry as it was brewing. He just looked at Morgan with a hint of confusion in the cold, curious about why she was talking about this.

Morgan ignored him. She waved her hand to create a portal in front of her, then temporarily placed her blood relative on the ground, looked directly into the eyes of the midnight ghost, and continued her talk.

[I remember, you seemed to have confided a problem to me just now. 】

[Midnight Ghost is powerful, but Conrad is weak? 】

Kurtz didn't reply, nor did he show any obvious shame. He just nodded, and his silence caused Morgan to smile. It seemed to be a kind of ridicule, but also seemed to be a kind of helplessness in the face of extreme stupidity. sigh.

[In a sense, what you said is not actually wrong. 】

[Midnight Ghost is powerful, but Conrad can be a softie. 】

[But tell me, my dear parasite brother: Who do you think caused all of this? 】

Morgan's words seemed to contain some kind of too obvious trap, but Midnight Ghost didn't care about this: or maybe he didn't see it at all.

"Father, our father."

He spoke, and there was a child-like dissatisfaction in his voice.

"He shaped me into this, this contradictory and ridiculous status quo: on the one hand, I have to suffer because of my nature, my blood lust that I can't completely control, but on the other hand, he gave me My mission is always ordering me to use blood and pain to complete those things."

"He needed a midnight ghost, but he made a Conrad: it was his crime and his joke, it was the ugliest malice of his omniscience, and this malice will always be with me. A lifetime of tearing all my trials into stained jokes.”

"This is his crime: since he needs a judge without emotions, then why should he give me emotions, and why should he make me thirst for blood? He can obviously erase these two things that should not exist. He can Arrived! But he didn’t do it!”

"He created the Midnight Haunter, a parasite of his malice, and banished it to a hell of his own making, where weakness and blood plagued his creation."

"This is it: What our father did, it was wrong."

【It is indeed wrong. 】

Morgan nodded. She took a moment to absorb Conrad's words, and from those nagging complaints and whispers like nightmare nonsense, she was ready to grasp the true thoughts of the Midnight Ghost.

[To put it simply, you are confused about one thing: since our genetic father is omniscient and omnipotent, why did he add unnecessary emotions and bloodlust when shaping you, a ruthless judge, so that your Has life become such a complete mess? 】

"..."

Coz didn't admit it, but he didn't refute it in the end. He just looked at his blood relatives quietly and expectantly: no matter what the relationship between them was, Morgan was after all a being of the same level as him, and he longed for that The answer came from her mouth.

But Morgan didn't answer him with words. She just smiled, grabbed the midnight ghost's neck again, dragged him away, and plunged into the portal.

Morgan knew very well: words could never move the Midnight Ghost.

He needs reality, a reality that really happens in front of him, a reality that is so bloody that he cannot refute it. He needs to be beaten by these realities until he has to wake up from his self-deception.

After all, it comes down to it.

Words cannot wake up someone who is pretending to sleep.

But beatings can.

And now, Morgan plans to do just that.

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With the fluctuation of the portal, the Spider Queen threw her blood relatives into a dark wasteland: this is her kingdom, the spiritual world in her heart.

They landed at a high place and could easily overlook most of the wasteland, as well as the three storms constantly fighting in the black sky in the distance: the power of the Chaos Gods is so terrifying and unknowable, even though their wills have fallen asleep. Most of them, but even the instinctive fighting and fighting can easily destroy countless galaxies in the mortal world and cause inexhaustible catastrophe.

[They are very quiet now: If it were when I first had the will, the storm would have been a hundred times more severe than it is now, and it would never stop all day long. I even wanted to destroy my wisdom to get rid of these pains. 】

After bringing Conrad here, everything seems to have become a lot easier. Morgan no longer even needs to clamp down on her blood relatives. She can just sit aside, cross her legs, and let the midnight ghost look into the sky of her soul. , the indescribable storm and existence, the constant confrontation with the blue and purple hurricanes, and even some golden giant swords that were exhausted.

Coates looked at that scene. He sat on the ground, his hands seemed to be shaking, and behind him, although Morgan's words had some warmth, they were causing unprecedented scars.

[There is no doubt, my dear brother Conrad: that is our father, that golden sword represents his will, represents all the power he can put here, represents everything about him, his Full strength. 】

[There is no doubt that at least he still needs me now. He can’t kick me over as a piece of trash. He still has a reason to keep me: so he can’t hold back, he can’t hide anything, that is Said, what you see now is all his power and all his means. 】

【And as you can see...】

Morgan walked behind Conrad. She slowly lowered her body, and touched her hands from behind her ears to the withered face of Midnight Ghost. She touched the pair of eyes that wanted to close, and wanted to turn a blind eye to everything in front of her. Stupid eyes.

Without any hesitation, the Spider Queen pinched Conrad's eyelids and forced him to open his eyes. Her shoulders clamped the Midnight Ghost's arms, imprisoning him, while letting the bloody reality break through the Midnight Ghost's arms. Weak Dreams, while putting her lips close to Conrad's ear, spoke softly and mocked.

【open one's eyes. 】

【As you can see. 】

[Conrad Coze, my weak blood relative: Only in this regard, you are quite self-aware. 】

[Now, look at it, look at the reality happening in front of you. 】

[You know them, right? You should know them. After all, you can see the tragic visions of the future. How could you miss the figures of these subspace evil gods? You should know them, from the beginning. 】

[This even makes me wonder: Since you know their existence, how can you be sure that the father of our genes is omniscient and omnipotent? 】

[Look at the scene in front of you. He is not an omniscient and omnipotent person at all. There are too many things that he cannot do, and there are also existences that he cannot defeat: just within your field of vision, there are two There is a problem that he cannot solve at all. How can such a person be omniscient and omnipotent? 】

[How can he be responsible for the crimes you mentioned? 】

With a kind of hysterical desire for revenge and a ridiculous mentality born from being too close to Conrad, the Spider Queen barbarously and unreasonably restrained her brother, constantly transporting scenes from the distance that were enough to pierce the lies of the Midnight Ghost. in his pupils.

Judging from Conrad's constantly shaking and struggling body, this seemed to be more effective than any previous torture: Morgan, who discovered this, couldn't help but increase the intensity, and her words lingered in the ears of the midnight ghost. , although it does not have the cumbersome rhetoric of tomorrow, it seems more direct and deadly.

Like a demon.

Just like Morgan's true side, no one has ever discovered that despicable face hidden under countless masks.

[You know, Conrad, you knew from the beginning: Our genetic father was never an omniscient and omnipotent figure. He created your existence and may have tried his best to shape it to the best, so he could not Be the end of your condemning logic. 】

【He will not be the sinner. 】

[Then, who will be the sinner? 】

[Who is it, who knows clearly that our father is not omniscient and omnipotent, but still believes so firmly in words and even in his heart, so that he can naturally get rid of all responsibilities and make himself appear so innocent and pure? 】

[Who on earth, after throwing away this most basic responsibility, has given up on himself and regarded his own incompetence and stupidity as an unchangeable truth, stopped working hard, and allowed his shallow knowledge to control his brain? 】

[Who is it? Although he is a primarch with infinite talents, he has maintained ignorance and arrogance for such a long time. He is so ignorant that he cannot even explain the true meaning of the law, but he is so arrogant that he is a natural judge. Woolen cloth? 】

[Who is it, who clearly has no grasp of laws and punishments, but is so arrogant that he thinks that he will not hesitate to bring so-called judgment on countless people just based on his own inner views of justice? 】

[Oh, he couldn't even explain to me what the word justice meant. 】

Morgan chuckled. Her face at this time actually showed an unprecedented sense of relaxation and comfort. She was like a vicious conspirator witnessing his own proud plot in the dark. Driven by countless people who thought they were smart, the entire The world gradually fell into a sea of ​​fire.

She had never seemed so relaxed or carefree when getting along with Conrad: as she got along with the midnight ghost more and more, the Spider Queen seemed to have put on a new disguise unknowingly. noodle.

The mask of wantonness.

After violently suppressing the latest madness of the Midnight Ghost, the Spider Queen pondered in distress for a while, with the corners of her mouth raised all the time betraying her pleasure.

[Oh, I’m so sorry, my dearest parasite brother, I just told you about such a shameless coward. I can’t even believe there is such a person in the world. 】

【And I can’t believe it even more. 】

[It is such a person who dares to rush into the real universe with his incredibly simple concepts of law, punishment and justice, conduct trials arbitrarily, and treat petty theft and murder as one category. , while hating his behavior in his heart, he thought that all the mistakes were not because of himself. 】

[Why didn’t the emperor shape me well? 】

[Who told them to violate the private law in my heart. 】

【Who told me that the only methods of punishment in my mind are torture and death penalty. 】

[Can you imagine: He said these words without shame, and he could peel off the skin of a teenage girl alive and hang it in the square for everyone to see, fear and fear. 】

[Then, he can declare even more proudly: Look, they are afraid, they are closer to the human realm, and my human skin brings order and law, although I have no idea what these two words are. mean. 】

【But it doesn't matter. 】

[I am a midnight ghost, so I can do this. 】

【This is my right. 】

[Although I don’t understand what law, order, justice and punishment are. 】

[But it doesn’t matter, I don’t care about these things, and I don’t bother to learn. 】

[Although I don’t know why perpetrators commit crimes, why suicides lose the courage to continue living, why thieves cannot get food, why there are so many criminals in a city, why people who once endured hardships and endured hardships have to leave Go astray. 】

[But it doesn’t matter, I don’t care about their tragic past, and I don’t care about their future life. Anyway, I just need to bring judgment to their heads when they commit crimes. I just ask that there are no crimes or criminals in my eyes. , as for those innocent people who died of starvation, disease, and died of long toil and vicious conditions in factories, what does that have to do with me? 】

[Although I don’t understand or understand how to alleviate social conflicts, improve social productivity, reform production relations, and establish a complete supervision system, how my country can operate without me. 】

[But it doesn’t matter. As long as I kill enough people, as long as those criminals who still have a little bit of brains know how to hide temporarily instead of continuing to run on the streets stupidly, I can proudly claim that I have changed mankind from Barbarism has been elevated to civilization. I have brought an order and a future that I myself do not understand. I have used fear for a year to intimidate the new generation who have never seen me. 】

[Yes, of course I can do all the above. Of course I can make them understand things that I don’t understand. Of course I can kill them without restraint and judge them without law, without lawyers, and without other supervisors. Under the circumstances, claim that my trial is the most formal and noble act. 】

[Because I am a midnight ghost, because I am superior to others, and I am destined to bring those beautiful things that I don’t understand, and I am such a powerful midnight ghost. 】

[How can you refute me? 】

[How can you be innocent: I have already judged you guilty. 】

[How can you not die: The only punishment I know is death. 】

[How can you deny that I am your judge: Although I neither understand the knowledge nor the compassion necessary for a judge, I possess the power that belongs to a judge, but I have never I haven't met anyone who can point out my mistakes and stop my killing. 】

[Then: I am right! I am justice! 】

【……】

【……】

[I am...Midnight Ghost. 】

——————

[Is there anything wrong with my words? My dear Conrad, do you have anything to refute or modify? 】

Morgan let go of her blood relative and left him lying on the ground, silent.

She waited long enough, and even somewhat expected that Conrad would jump up in the next second and overturn her theory: but the reality was cruel, and it was impossible for the former King of Nostramo to overturn this theory. The theory, at least, cannot be overturned in a short time.

If he could do that, he wouldn't be a midnight ghost.

"..."

Curze was silent. His face was more distorted than the grins of the gods above the night. From the initial daze, to the consternation, to the rage at his peak, until now, his aura was as silent as his. Dead silence: he looked like he had nothing to say.

"What do you want to say, Morgan?"

"Are you just innocent and want to make fun of me here?"

The pupils of the Midnight Ghost flashed with a light that chooses and devours others, but this did not stop the Lord of the Second Legion. Morgan's smile still hung on her face. She shook her head, and then slowly walked towards her. Blood relatives.

[No, Conrad. 】

[I just want to confirm something very important with you. 】

Morgan walked up to Conrad. Compared with her, Conrad seemed a little short at this time: because he was sitting on the ground, his whole body had a common depression.

The Spider Queen squatted down, her hands involuntarily holding both sides of Midnight Ghost's cheeks, and holding the messy black hair with her forehead: only in this way can her pupils occupy all of Midnight Ghost's field of vision, her distortion Only words can penetrate Conrad's heart.

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[We all know it, Conrad. 】

[Don’t kid yourself. 】

[You call yourself a Midnight Ghost, but you have neither the nobility to become a Midnight Ghost nor the wisdom to become a judge. The only capital you have to show off in front of the guilty person you say is nothing more than your strength. 】

[You are strong enough, so you can be the Midnight Ghost, so you can do whatever you want to them: you know this. 】

[You know very well that you have already implicitly admitted and acquiesced to this: the midnight ghost can be a monster, and it can be a person who has the power to impose itself on other people by relying on pure strength instead of any nobility or kindness. Tyrant of will. 】

[This is the law you recognize in your heart, isn’t it? 】

"..."

Morgan waited.

She didn't wait for Conrad's rebuttal: except for more distortion and unwillingness on that dead face, more indignation and nothing to say, she got nothing.

This couldn't be better.

She laughed, stared closely into Conrad's eyes, and used the ruthless, cunning, serious and cold whirlwind in her blue pupils to pass through the confusion in Conrad's eyes wantonly. His heart was frozen in her words.

She spoke.

[So, look now, my dear brother. 】

[Who is stronger, you or me? 】

【I. 】

[You and me, who can you defeat? 】

[I can defeat you. 】

[So, you and me, who can impose his own consciousness on the other person? 】

[You and I, who is the more powerful, more arrogant, more powerful to be the judge, the midnight ghost? 】

——————

【it's me. 】

[It’s Morgan. 】

【I am better than you. 】

[So, it should be so. 】

——————

[As you said, everyone in the world is guilty, it's just whether the guilt is revealed or not: This sentence is not completely wrong, and it also applies to you, Conrad. 】

[You know, you are guilty. 】

【You are the guilty one. 】

[And the guilty one needs his judge and his midnight ghost. 】

[So, you need the Midnight Ghost, the Midnight Ghost that belongs to you. 】

[It’s not surprising that even the Midnight Ghost will need his own Midnight Ghost. 】

【And now. 】

【And at this moment. 】

【And between you and me. 】

Morgan paused. Her pupils were occupied by unprecedented seriousness and arrogance, ensuring that her gaze could continue to crush Conrad's pupils and penetrate into his heart, ensuring that her words could linger in his heart. In my ears, it won’t go away for a long time.

[I am that midnight ghost. 】

[I am the midnight ghost between you and me. 】

[I am your judge. 】

[Remember this, remember it forever, Conrad. 】

[Everyone needs his or her own Midnight Ghost, and the Midnight Ghost that belongs to you is me, Morgan. 】

[This will continue from now on until the moment you are judged. 】

[Before that, you have to remember, you have to recognize this, you have to understand this truth-like reality. 】

[My name is Morgan. 】

[I am yours, Midnight Ghost. 】