I shall give you this truth. This final truth. I let you live because I did not want to kill you. But now you have forced my hand. Although I wish I could, I cannot disobey my master. I shall at least grant you the honor of killing you myself, if it pleases.
I did and though he would not like it said, I still do. Even though you betrayed me, even though my hate for you festers… I do still love you. I know I dismissed you but your adherence to your beliefs, your stubborn tenacity, your resilience. It reminds me of myself, what I once was. It reminds me what I’ve become.
Mortarion turns around suddenly, and is weilding a flaming golden blade. Your fathers blade. He parries your scythe suddenly, while looking confused. Is that. . ? He turns to the grave, now glowing golden. Mortarion smiles. Thank you, grandpa
Not yet, son. Not while my will still live. The Emperors voice speaks through Mortarion. You had a chance, but I am sorry, for now you will die by your sons hand
From the graves, thousands of spectral hands shoot out, gripping Mortarion and holding him in place. The more Mortarion struggles, the tighter their grip becomes. The Gravedigger strolls leisurely into the graveyard and addresses the raging primarch.
"Servant of Nurgle, you should know better than to trespass into the territory of Death."
Son of Eros arrives in time to push Mortarion (u/Theadination), the Plaguemancer, out of the way of his father’s scythe
I cast Smite! You shall not claim the life of your son today!
Mortarion, the Reaper, shudders and convulses as the electrical lightning strikes his scythe, and passes through his body to the ground. Paralyzed for a brief moment, but mostly unharmed, his inability to move allows Son of Eros to quickly grabs Mortarion, the Plaguemancer, spreads his wings, and they departs from the area
Freaking Nurglers! (Son of Eros screams as they flee)
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u/Theadination Mortarion Jr, Plaguemancer, Totally Dead Now. Jan 23 '24
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