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His arrival down to the surface of Lucius as always had no issue. The Primarch enjoys the air of his homeworld for both the pollution and incense that were carried upon the winds. He was joined by Steel Wardens, but their orders were that they were supposed to supplement the Skitarii and their brothers who were present. And indeed, the welcoming party included Steel Wardens, Skitarii, and even Acillians who learned the secrets of the Legio Cybernetica.
In front of all of them was the lone and small figure of the Fabricator General of Lucius. The old man looked upon TalOS with the solemness of a proud forgemaster.
+Come.+ He said while giving a wave to TalOS. Upon the command the two of them made their way forward and into the Manufactorium, with their guard merging into one.
The Manufactorium was massive as always, displaying to TalOS the sheer scale of operations that were before him. It was always a marvel to see the place where the Astorum Titans were built from. Magnificent in all ways TalOS thought.
They traveled across the catwalk until they reached an office space just like the one TalOS’s personal manufactorum hosted. It was sound proof and with a simple flip of a switch isolated in a mechanical sense to those outside. The ancient that was before TalOS moved over and took a seat before looking up to the Arch Dominus.
+TalOS, it has been a while since we’ve talked like this. The last time it happened you were to become Arch Dominus. Now, we bear the title as Sanctus Dominus, a Divine Warleader.+ He said with aspiration littering the code he was delivering, +I have called you here because I have realized that we are approaching a new epoch. I, who have guided Lucius for thousands of years, find myself stretched thin by the immense growth you have given it. As such my cogitators have come to the conclusion that if I am inadequate, another should take my place.”
+Fabricator General.+ TalOS could not help but feel a pang of fear within his voice as he heard those words, +You are suggesting that I succeed you?+
+Yes.+ He answered simply, +I know there is no preamble or that I broach the subject more subtly, but I do not wish to cushion or persuade this choice of yours. Will you accept my nomination?+
>Yes
>No
