"The First War between Chaos and Order occurred at the birth of Princess Miquella; the Emperor alone invaded the Warp and showed the Infinite Hordes of Demons the true meaning of Power and Horror."
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"ARGHHHHHH!!!" Hearing his daughter's cry of pain and agony, Aenar showed an unpleasant expression. Unlike his sons and daughters, Naerys had a more fragile body; a pregnancy was like standing before the gates of hell.
Fortunately, even if Hades appeared before him, Aenar would make the God of the Underworld kneel and beg not to be killed. No one can hurt his family. As Emperor, Father, and Husband, this was his role as protector.
"You didn't even sweat when it was my turn; just believe in your daughter's strength." Daenerys, who was next to Aenar, commented with a smile, seeing him so nervous about the birth of another granddaughter. Honestly, Aenar and she had a dozen grandsons and granddaughters, most of whom came from Daenys and Aemon; both seemed like rabbits, adding countless descendants to House Targaryen.
Honestly, even in the face of Alysanne I, Daenys was proud to have surpassed the Good Queen in the number of sons and daughters.
Aenar knew Daenerys was right, but this was not a normal birth. Naerys's psychic powers and the innate powers of his granddaughter, who was not yet born, were simply capable of destroying this planet into mere rubble.
If Aenar had not been present, everything within a radius of hundreds of kilometers would have been crushed by the violent and terrifying gravity of his daughter's psychic energy. Naerys, who usually controlled her power perfectly, was now running wild like an untamed horse.
Daenerys also knew this but trusted her daughter and her husband's protection. Aenar never disappointed her; he wouldn't now. However, noticing the gigantic fluctuations of psychic energy, she couldn't help but be shocked. Her sweet, fragile, and innocent daughter was so powerful that it made her wonder if she was facing a goddess of pure energy.
When Aenar was about to say something, he felt something, and his expression became extremely cold. Disappearing from the corridor, he reappeared in the Warp. This time, it was not his astral body that reached the Warp, but his physical body!!!
Observing the Warp, the Realm of Chaos and Entropy, Aenar no longer controlled himself and simply began to emanate an immeasurable amount of energy and power. His presence in the Warp made reality itself collapse in its essence. The concepts of time, space, the very matter that was the foundation of the universe was being torn apart by the explosion of energy from the God Emperor of Humanity.
"Get away from my daughter and granddaughter, you disgusting bloodsuckers." With Aenar's cold and majestic voice, a red light emanated from him and illuminated the surrounding environment. The demons, born from the Warp, who were being attracted by Naerys's birth, let out frightened roars as the shadows dissipated and their bodies began to burn on their own.
Do not look at god.
It was a strange saying for people, but for true gods, it was a fact that all inferior life must face. Gods were essentially beings from a higher dimension and had a totally absurd level of life compared to mortal races.
Mortal eyes were merely an organ that the brain used to analyze information coming from outside and translate it into images. Naturally, when the brain saw a god, it would try to analyze it, and when this process occurred, it would not be able to analyze the absurd amount of information and would collapse.
This did not happen with mortals close to Aenar because the God Emperor controlled his own aura and made himself more human in people's eyes. But, unlike how Konrad tried to understand his essence and almost tore out his eyes to save himself, these demons were not so lucky.
These demons, who were killed, should be generated again and would eventually be reborn, but that could no longer happen. Aenar did not hold back at all and destroyed the corrupt souls of these demons without any hesitation.
However, this was the Warp, the most chaotic dimension one could think of; if there was one thing this dimension had, it was countless hordes of demons. So, when Aenar began to kill demons like a god of war, more and more demons were attracted by the birth of his granddaughter.
Looking at the approaching black cloud, Aenar knew that trillions of demons were coming, and a large-scale war was happening. The most ironic thing was that the first confrontation between the Warp and Humanity did not begin with the invasions of the Demonic Hordes into the Material World, but the Material World invaded the Warp!
Seeing the trillions of demons, Aenar did not want to waste time with these ants and spoke with a calm tone.
"Caraxes."
Inside the Core of an enormous planet in the Imperial Asian Rim, a pair of reptilian eyes opened abruptly. The gigantic being moved, shaking the entire planet. Tectonic plates collided with each other. Huge tsunamis swept across the planets while entire mountains collapsed like sandcastles.
"RHUARRRRRRRR!!!" A fierce and simply loud roar sounded across the entire planet. The earth cracked as an enormous abyss divided the planet in two; a head full of lava emerged from the abyss with its mouth open. Soon after the head, the colossal body emerged like a demon coming from hell.
Caraxes, the Father of All Dragons, had just awakened with his master's order.
In the Warp.
Aenar did not move; his mere presence caused countless demons to be reduced to mere ashes, but it seemed that there was no end to the Demonic Horde.
Extending his hand, Aenar manifested his sword, Lady Lya. But unlike the slender and elegant sword before, Lady Lya transformed into a broadsword with a width of one meter and twenty. The entire blade was red and was covered in red lightning.
After a thousand years of being refined with the Imperium's highest technology, Lady Lya became humanity's deadliest weapon. It was capable of destroying souls, cutting space, and annihilating atoms; it was a weapon of mass destruction.
The God Emperor simply pointed the tip of the sword forward, and a gigantic pillar of red energy advanced, extending for hundreds of light-years.
The Demonic Horde, which was in front of him, was cut in half, and a gigantic hole appeared in the demons' formation. The demons that were hit ceased to exist; not even ashes remained to remember that one day, these demons existed.
However, a few moments later, the hole was closed, and the Horde continued to advance. Aenar could even see them piling up and roaring towards him regardless of whether they would die or not.
About to strike another blow, Aenar stopped and lowered his hand; a smile appeared on his lips. Under the Demonic Horde, a colossal head emerged from below; its mouth was open and simply swallowed an insane amount of demons.
Caraxes had arrived on the battlefield; the enormous crimson dragon looked like a true monster capable of frightening even the bravest of men and gods. The size of a planet twice the size of Earth, the dragon moved in the Warp with shocking ease.
Crimson flames gushed from his mouth, tinging the Warp with a malignant red tone. The enormous tail looked like a spear, destroying the enemies behind while the dimension seemed to turn into a true hell of fire.
Aenar laughed and joined the massacre; it had been a long time since he had fought alongside his old companion in arms. Landing on the dragon's head, Aenar spoke with a calm tone. "Old friend, let's fight again."
Caraxes's response was to reduce to ashes the demons that approached his body.
While the war continued, four extremely strong wills appeared on the battlefield. It was the Chaos Gods; they were watching everything with immense pleasure. Khorne, in particular, regretted not being born to participate in a battle of this caliber.
However, the mere arrival of the Chaos Gods seemed to give strength to the demons, as they began to become even crazier and stronger, as if they had been blessed by the Chaos Gods.
Suddenly, a baby's cry sounded in the Warp.
The entire war stopped for a moment before everything became even more chaotic. Aenar and Caraxes became even more violent and destroyed everything in their path. They looked like gods of destruction; crimson flames and pillars of energy made the demons feel fear and horror in their insignificant lives before the God Emperor.
Aenar, who was stained with the blood of the demons that managed to approach him, rose above the Warp and swung his sword; the very fabric of space was brutally torn.
When Aenar was about to continue, he looked up in surprise and found the astral projection of an adorable baby.
Quickly picking up the baby in his arms, Aenar looked at the golden eyes of the small figure that barely covered a small part of his hand with a smile.
"You are really problematic, my little granddaughter. Look, trillions died for your birth." Aenar laughed and spoke, pointing to the fight between the gigantic crimson dragon and the infinite horde of demons.
Miquella's eyes widened at the scene, and she had only one thought in her head.
I'm so fucked!
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