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“Millions of years ago, when humanity was not even a theoretical path of genetic development the mammals of earth could become.” The Omnissiah began with a tale that was indeed as old as time itself, “A race known as the Necrontyr was upon the stage of the Universe. At the same time the Old Ones were.”
As words were spoken the Omnissiah could tell that the Emperor held within him a sense of interest. What was spoken was the lost history of the Universe that the Emperor wished to know so many years in advance. Only now, in the times of damnation, would he learn something that might have saved humanity from the fate it was about to experience.
A fool would call these words useless. Maybe they were both fools in this fact, the one telling the tale and the one who would listen to it. But both of them agreed that the information needed to be shared. That it would provide that little bit of insight that could change the galaxy.
“Their society was hierarchical, similar in a way to what you have created with the Imperium.” The Omnissiah admitted with a nod, “But in a sense they were far worse. In the Imperium you made it so even a Primarch, one of your own sons, could not so easily escape the charges of Murder and Massacre without your warrant. In Necron Society, it was far different.”
The Omnissiah raised a closed fist and held it aloft between the two of them, “In their society it was the duty of the lessers to make the vision of their betters come to truth. When an Immortal ordered those below him to build him a house, they built him such a homestead. When the Lord demanded that walls that touched the sky were built around his city they were built.”
The Omnissiah soon took his fist and rose it into the air, “But when one becomes an Overlord, they do not demand. They do not give orders. If a Planetary Lord, the Overlord, states that there is not a single thing taller than his Monolith than it shall be. Upon his declaration his people made sure that what he spoke was the truth. Entire mountain ranges were cut down within a fortnight and thousands of buildings were demolished as they dared to prove the Overlord wrong.”
“When a Pharon, a leader of their dynasties said that a system’s planet would go supernova his Technosocerers would make it happen. When the Triarchs declared that there were indeed salvations for the Necrontyr they had gods fashioned from space dust.” The Omnissiah then released his hand, “When the Silent King, their greatest Lord, declared that they shall all become immortal, they became <span class="mu-i">immortal</span>!”
The Omnissiah lowered his hand upon the Emperor, “You are the Emperor of Mankind, Lord of Man and Tyrant of the Galaxy. Equal to the Silent King in all aspects both empirical and meta-physical. When you, through Marvec, declared that the Omnissiah shall arrive upon Mar’s darkest hour it became more than Fate. It became the Truth of the Universe. Far more than you ever believed.”
