---Victor POV---
Completing the preparations for Primarch Manus' resurrection, several of his sons took up positions at the edge of my magic circle. As Manus' last monts alive were on the battlefield at Isstvan V, the chances were very high he would awaken in a frenzy. Believing it was best if his sons were the ones to subdue him, if it ca to that, their Chapter Master selected the strongest among them to carry out this duty. Ensure his body parts were in the correct position, I looked toward my grandfather and gave him a nod.
"Everything is good to go. Are you ready?", I questioned, retrieving Azura's Star from my inventory.
"Please proceed.", the Emperor of Mankind spoke, stepping forward to observe the process closely.
Offering the Greater Daemon's soul trapped within the star; I called forth Manus' spirit from the Warp. Receiving a response almost imdiately, an astral form of the Primarch appeared before us in seconds. Activating the magic circle, ethereal chains appeared from the floor and wrapped themselves around him tightly. Carefully pulling his soul back into his body, I used several healing spells to restore his body to pristine condition.
"Sil Ahrk Slen, yz Gein!", I shouted, using the Thu'um to stabilize the fusion.
(AN: Soul and Body, beco one.)
Watching as Manus' chest begin to slowly rise and fall, the Iron Hands started silently weeping with unbridled joy. Having waited nearly ten millennia for this day to co, several of the marines ran over and hugged tightly. While the marines thanked profusely, the Chapter Master approached his Primarch and warily placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Primarch Manus, rise and greet your son's once again!", the Chapter Master said, gingerly shaking him.
Reacting to his na, Manus released a low groan as his eyes fluttered open. Recognizing the space imdiately, as he had been here many tis, the Primarch slowly sat up and surveyed the room. Uncertain how he got from Isstvan V to Terra, he asked Corvax and Vulkan what had happened.
"The last thing I can recall is us being caught in Horus' trap. In all the chaos, I chased after Fulgrim and we ended up...", Manus said, rembering what happened now. "I am certain Fulgrim removed my head on Isstvan V. How can I believe alive and well on Terra now?"
"Aremus' biological son resurrected you, brother.", Corvax spoke, giving him a familiar smile.
"You have been dead for quite so ti. Over ten millennia, to be precise.", Vulkan added. "Welco back, Manus."
Nodding his head in acknowledgnt, Manus rose to his feet and stretched out his stiff body. Giving several of his sons a fond pat on the shoulder, the Primarch ca to a halt when he noticed . Walking straight over and pulling into a warm hug, he squeezed tightly before abruptly letting go.
"There is no denying it, you are the spitting image of our brother Aremus. Had Corvax not ntioned you were his biological son, I would have mistaken you for our brother.", Manus spoke, giving a reassuring nod. "Given I have been dead for ten millennia, it is safe to assu I have a lot of catching up to do. If it is all the sa to everyone, do you mind if we catch up over a hearty al? I am so hungry, I just might be able to stomach Leman's cooking."
Laughing at Manus' joke, mories of fonder days began coming to the forefront of my uncles' minds. Agreeing to his son's request, the Emperor called out to the palace servants to begin preparations for a hearty feast. Taking the opportunity to excuse myself, I bid everyone farewell for now, and began opening a portal back to the party.
(Jarvis)
"Yes, have the Custodes and Grey Knights converge on the throne room imdiately. All other forces need to garrison and lock down nearby hallways and spaces. They are to hold their positions unless otherwise instructed by the Emperor of Mankind.", I spoke, making decisions without thinking. "Hold off on initiating an evacuation. We should refrain from needlessly inciting panic amongst the civilian populace."
Quickly recalling it wasn't my place to make decisions for the royal palace, I spun around and apologized to my grandfather. Telling not to worry about it, he approved of my plan and gave his blessing to proceed with it. Acknowledging his authorization, Jarvis sent the call out to the relevant parties. With our forces en route to face the threat, everyone present raced off to et them there.
---Golden Throne Room, Five Minutes Later---
Charging into the throne room with weapons at the ready, we entered the space just as a small fissure opened. Watching a heavily injured Slaanesh flop through and crash onto the floor, for a brief second, we glimpsed the hellscape on the other side. Spotting several Agaddon Hunters racing toward the breach, it slamd shut just as they were about to reach it.
"What the fuck were those things? I have never seen daemons like them before.", Leman comnted, intrigued to see sothing new after spending millennia in the Warp.
"Neither have I...", Grandmaster Dragio said, turning to . "You wouldn't happen to know what those were, would you?"
"Yeah, they are called Agaddon Hunters. Zephrim probably dispatched them to hunt down Slaanesh.", I said, cautiously approaching the Chaos God. "They are excellent trackers, and are laser focused on whatever objective they are given. Any psykers in the imdiate vicinity should be wary of a potential psychic attack."
Walking up to Slaanesh, I looked down at the exhausted deity with an amused smile. Staring back up at , she released a long sigh and told not to say a fucking word about her predicant. Forcing her extensive injuries to heal, Slaanesh slowly rose to her feet with a defeated expression.
"What business do you have with us, foul beast? Speak quickly, before I cast you back into the Warp.", the Emperor of Man spoke, gripping the hilt of his sword.
"PLEASE, ANYTHING BUT THAT!", Slaanesh shrieked, rushing behind to hide. "My subordinates are dead, my territory has been overrun, and a madman is trying to take my head off. I ca here to find my hubby and future father of my children because I have nowhere else to go."
Reaching back and grabbing Slaanesh by the collar, I lifted her into the air and brought her round so we could speak. Asking her to run that by one more ti, she boldly repeated what she said once again.
"Look, Victor, I recognize your opinion of is very low because of our first interaction. Give the opportunity to show you just how much I love you, please!", Slaanesh pleaded, much to the shock of my grandfather and uncles. "I will be the best wife in existence and shower you with my affections. We can even do naughty things that your current wives probably refuse to do."
"Haha...", I laughed, bringing Stormbreaker's axe blade to her throat. "Listen closely, Slaanesh. The only reason I won't kill you right now is because it will further empower our enemy. Since you are bound to cause trouble for the Aeldari and Imperium, we will travel together for a bit. Attempt to harm my family in any way, and dying will be the least of your worries. Just ask the Greater Daemon I bound to the toilet in the Space Wolves' barracks."
"Haha, it is the most popular toilet in our barracks.", Leman laughed, grinning ear to ear. "Nothing like listening to the muffled screams of a daemon as you are shitting down its throat!"
(AN: Duke Nukem anyone?)
Imdiately swearing to follow my instructions without exception, Slaanesh pleaded with not to be turned into a toilet or urinal. Even though she was the Dark Goddess of Pleasure, there were so kinks even she couldn't get behind. Setting her back down, she asked to wait a mont as she had a present for . Reaching into her bosom, the Chaos God began blindly fishing around for sothing.
"Before you jump to any conclusions, it isn't anything cursed or naughty, I swear!", Slaanesh asserted, finding the object she was looking. "This is a peace offering from to you. I hope it improves your impression of , even if only a bit."
Pulling the final Crone Sword out, she handed it over with a smile. Making sure she understood I would hand this over to the Aeldari, Slaanesh acknowledged this and was fine with it.
"You are banging two of their beloved goddesses. I figured you would use it to smooth things over with them.", Slaanesh spoke matter-of-factly with a smirk. "You know, since they brought into existence with their horniness, that makes their goddess as well."
"I am already beginning to regret this arrangent...", I groaned, opening a portal back to the New Genesis. "As I said a mont ago, I will take charge of Slaanesh and ensure she stays out of trouble."
"Given the circumstances, there really isn't a better option. Do your utmost not to succumb to her temptation.", the Emperor spoke. "No amount of curves or sexual acts are worth the baggage!"
With that, the two of us returned to the party. ntally preparing myself for the shitstorm about to kick up, I hoped everyone would be sowhat understanding of the situation.
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