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The Psyker looked upon TalOS with solemn eyes and a slightly gaped mouth. His eyes bore directly into TalOS like never before. Before the man was held captive, languished in terror, and even felt a moment of solace. Now was a time that was different from them all.
“M-my lord.” The Navigator said in a hushed voice and he placed the Psychic regulator upon his lap, “I… understand. It seems through your wisdom you have taken far more actions than any of us have before against those denizens.”
“The day they act I shall not be found wanting.” TalOS informed the Navigator as he gave a solemn sigh, “What do they do to you?”
“I would answer you, Arch Dominus T-TalOS.” The Navigator said as he poked himself with the blade, “But what I will give you cannot match words alone. I… hope it will also help you understand better what they are. They are not ‘Gods’ like how your people think of them.”
One drop, two drops. The two of them stayed silent as they counted each and every one a piece of priceless information that the Primarch would receive upon their totality. The twelfth finally fell and TalOS accepted the cup with hands many times larger than it.
TalOS took in a breath and felt the incense he lit moments ago flood his system, +The Mysteries of the Cult Mechanicus, First Law, Life is Directed Motion.+
And with those words he drank.
TalOS saw a realm unlike anything he had ever seen before. He stood before the turning and twisting of colorless color that bent in all manners of ways. These twists and turns were the thoughts and souls of all the living beings that inhabited the universe. Any kind of extreme emotion, let it be immense anger, depression, ecstasy, and even happiness caused these tides of the warp to shutter and fall into amazing new forms.
Then he heard it. Screaming. So much screaming that it would overwhelm the senses. From the moment TalOS landed upon Lucius he always heard the screaming but his mind was built to ignore it. Only when he first felt the blessing of Blackstone that there was true silence. Though the senses of another TalOS heard it all. Unfiltered by his making, TalOS heard it all.
Then he started to hear it. Aimless and immense words that seemed to badger him where ever he looked. They badgered him with promises of power and glory but in the end they were aimless. Claims that they were devils and gods that can give him power.
These were the whispers Lawrence spoke of. But TalOS’s will pushed forward and he gained an even greater understanding than the Navigator.
They were not <span class="mu-i">it</span>. That singular blue eye of… of…
