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The first time he left the warp the Omnissiah made his way down the numerous chambers and halls that led to a massive maze of the vessel. Such navigation even when he was TalOS was something he found to be easy and effortless. As the Omnissiah it was a wonder that he even needed to walk there.
Well the reasoning was simple. Teleportation was hard and he was still bound to certain methodologies. Still measuring out his powers the Omnissiah could not fold himself into the realm that beings like Deathmarks and Flayed Ones are able to. At least not yet.
With a simple strike of his mind the Omnissiah opened the chambers that belonged to Perturabo. The Machine Spirits singing his praises as he asked them to give him entry to such an intimate location of his brother. Such songs and praises were odd for the Worshiper. The Omnissiah simply considered that he needed to get used to such events and cries.
The room of Perturabo was spartan, as expected of the man his brother had become. Perturabo the Primarch did not seem like someone who would humor themselves with anything but the mission. But that fact the Omnissiah knew not to be true as he walked over to a shelf and parsed out what was a simple drawing of a wall.
The wall was a wall, simple as that. But underneath the wall was a road wide enough to take in vehicles and pedestrians with ease. If built in the center of a city this wall would quickly become a vein that commerce travels within. To add to that, it appears that his brother’s suggested method of construction did not rob the walls of any strength in doing this.
Yes there were a few more issues with this design. However those were just quirks to an otherwise decent idea.
It was after this that the Omnissiah traveled to the safe where his brother alluded to. As his brother said TalOS simply needed to wave his hand and the container sang its devotion to the Machine God.
With it opened the Machine God reached into it and drew out the gift.
The model was of the most exquisite detail imaginable. Each piece is a perfect replica of what could be found if someone looked at the real thing. Its colors, blue and gold, were exactly the same hue and tone that were found upon the item it was a reference of. When the Omnissiah placed it upon the safe and based it to move, it moved in a way that was endearing to the eye while also being accurate.
Perturabo’s gift was a scaled version of Particep Semper, down to the detail.
