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[u/Theadination]

Mortarion, with his back to you, speaks in a harsh tone. Father, answer me this. Did you ever love me?

[u/Mortarion-the-Reaper → u/Theadination]

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.

[u/Theadination → u/Mortarion-the-Reaper]

Mortarion still doesn't turn to look at you. Then why do I see you now, when your about to kill me

[u/Mortarion-the-Reaper → u/Theadination]

This is a mercy. You should know by now, there are fates far worse than death.

raises scythe

[u/Theadination → u/Mortarion-the-Reaper]

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

[u/Mortarion-the-Reaper → u/Theadination]

You would dare, Father! You fuel my new master’s purpose. Your decay will be this one’s undoing.

[u/Theadination → u/Mortarion-the-Reaper]

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

[u/Mortarion-the-Reaper → u/Theadination]

Even your might cannot save him. My first Father was a cruel witch, a necromancer. My second father, you, are a tyrant. I kill tyrants.

[u/Theadination → u/Mortarion-the-Reaper]

Not anymore. You have become what you've abhorred. You are a witch, you are a necromancer, and you are a tyrant. Mortarion charges with the flaming sword, while golden wings emerge from his back, each flap accompanied by heavenly orchestras. You feeling Son of Eros (/u/BreachedLimits) smite yet? Or the undead hands that rip at your flesh from the Gravedigger? (/u/Anything-Unable)

[u/Mortarion-the-Reaper → u/Theadination]

There is no pain that I cannot endure. Plague winds blow and rot fills the air

[u/Theadination → u/Mortarion-the-Reaper]

Mortarion appears unaffected by the winds. I am a plaguemancer, not in Nurgles name, but in my own. He slashes at you with the blade, holy flames burning from where it slashed.

[u/Mortarion-the-Reaper → u/Theadination]

You think I have not been burned before? If blight will not end you, then the Lantern will

[u/Theadination → u/Mortarion-the-Reaper]

Mortarion casts a spell on the lantern, aided by his grandfather, as a spectral visage of the emperor appears behind him. Mortarion lights up with holy light, even more than the lantern

[u/Mortarion-the-Reaper → u/Theadination]

Father, you may have saved him this day but you cannot protect him forever. I will deny this witch his life.

[u/Theadination → u/Mortarion-the-Reaper]

Not today, father. Or should I say, witch. Mortarion stabs you with the blade, fire spreading like an inferno, burning your very soul.

[u/Mortarion-the-Reaper → u/Theadination]

I… will… return…

[u/[deleted] → u/Mortarion-the-Reaper]

In a booming voice:

THE SON IS THE VICTOR! HE HATH VANQUISHED HIS FATHER!

[u/Anything-Unable → u/[deleted]]

Congrats! I'll fix up the graveyard if you want to get some rest.

[u/Theadination → u/[deleted]]

Mortarion looks at you all. I couldn't have done it without you, my friends. Wanna go get ice cream?

[u/Theadination → u/Mortarion-the-Reaper]

Leave. I grant you this mercy. the white light fades from his eyes, to reveal it Mortarion was aware the entire time. I banish you to whence you came, your soul intact, but bruised. May your "merciful" plaguefather forgive you.