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“Fabricator General, one whose name was lost to even yourself.” Declared an Avatar of a God as he looked down at the form of the diminished Tech Priest, “I thank you for this welcoming. My apologies, but may I speak with my son before anything else?”
The Fabricator General, a man that TalOS respected above all others, took a step to the side. TalOS stood right behind the man as his position was Arch Dominus and thus he held one of the greatest positions on the planet.
As if in a flash TalOS felt something, but a moment later it was gone.
The Creator stepped closer to his creation, the look distinct to give words to covering the immortal’s face. AS if TalOS was swept into another reality he felt his feet shake and his non mechanical legs begin to fail him.
“TalOS DAV1S, my son.” The Creator addressed his son with a perfect voice, “It brings me joy to have finally met you after so long.”
TalOS would have kneeled at that moment. His body telling him to bend to such a magnificent being for he was surely the Omnissiah that was missing for so many years. A God Incarnate stood before the Second Primarch and he knew that was his purpose.
His purpose was not to work with the Mechanicum, not to believe in some foolish god, but to fight wars for this man. With him they would unite not only the lands Lucius could touch but the entire galaxy.
But then TalOS felt it. On his breast a deep seated warmth began to burn. His mind slipped for a moment as he realized the Blackstone was burning on his chest due to the overwhelming psychic energies that were bombarding it.
>Bow to the Emperor, as fate ordained it.
>Do not bow, for he is a fraud. The Machine God will never accept a Psyker as the Omnissiah.
