Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

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If you ever need anything, call your bros, and we'll steal it together.

"Oh my God!"

Kaska, who was still searching for artifacts in the distance, suddenly shouted.

"Isn't that my stabbing sword!"

That's right.

Right there in the Blood Raven's relic treasury, in the center of the static force field, stood a slender and elegant sword blade.

"Casca!"

The "demon" in that stabbing sword isn't right; it should be the sword spirit now, and it seems quite excited.

"I knew you'd wake up! I knew you'd come to save me!"

"Quick, get me out of this awful place!"

It believed that Casca would definitely come to its rescue!

It has always firmly believed this.

And Casca will not disappoint it, it will bring it back to the real world.

Right...right?

Then it met Casca's smile.

Of course not.

“Perfect, Tarasin. I can’t let you go empty-handed.”

"Take this noisy thing. If you can, use it to exchange for that ship full of gene seeds."

"Then I shall respectfully accept your offer."

Tarachin smiled as he accepted the dagger.

Although not many relics were obtained, this failed and re-transformed Slaanesh demon still has considerable collectible value.

Not to mention that Kasgar used it to cut off Philus's arm, laying the foundation for humanity's victory in the Great Rebellion.

It has great collectible value.

"No! No!!!"

"I don't want to be sealed inside a static field!!!"

But that's not up to them.

"Help me! Help me!"

As if in a final, desperate cry, the piercing sword shouted at Kasga at the very last moment before Tarasin put it into his pocket.

"I! I can tell you clues about Fugrim!!!"

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"and many more!"

Almost at the same moment that the stabbing sword uttered those words, Kasgar reached out and stopped Tarasin from putting the stabbing sword into his pocket.

"Lend it to me for a moment," Casca said, his expression calm as if he hadn't felt any emotion.

"You have one minute to tell me why you said that."

He stared at the stabbing sword that had been yelling loudly just moments before: "If you say this is just to avoid being added to a collection, I'll annihilate you right now!"

"So where is Fugrim now?!"

"Just then..." The stabbing sword could see the golden-red flames that were still flickering and leaping in the opponent's eyes.

"Right here! I, I am Fugrim."

"......hey-hey."

Seemingly to cover up its embarrassment at saying this, the stabbing sword even gave a couple of nonchalant chuckles at the end.

Casgar: "......."

The stabbing sword made him laugh in anger.

Sometimes, when people are so angry that they are speechless, they will laugh.

Bear!

The next moment, burning psionic flames instantly covered the entire slender blade.

Let's just break this sword.

How dare they try to deceive me with this kind of information, and even insult Fugrim!

If only I had known... if only I had known, I should have burned this guy to ashes in the temple back then!

"Friend... according to the cooperation agreement, this is my collection..."

Tarasin tried to stop the other party from melting the dagger into scrap metal, but ultimately withdrew his hand.

However, seeing that the human's emotions seemed to be in an extremely unstable state, after thinking for a moment, Tarasin finally decided not to provoke the other party any further.

Go ahead and cause trouble, you living dad.

Who can out-argue you?

......

"...Still no effect?"

Kasgar pulled the flames away from it with some confusion.

If he was previously unable to completely eliminate it due to his own lack of strength, now an inextinguishable fire has been ignited in his heart, and his current spiritual power is in no way inferior to Magnus's.

(And most importantly, Casca is smarter than him.)

Faced with a creature from the subspace, his flames should theoretically have 100% power to completely wipe a great demon from this world.

But the reality is that no matter how much Kasgar burns the piercing sword, the demon residing within it remains unaffected.

"A stabbing sword? What's going on here?"

He swung the slender blade, but clearly, there was no response from the other party.

But in the next moment, a hazy purple mist gushed out from the sword.

“Casgar…do you know why I’ve never shown you my true form?”

"Because you don't have any original self, you just parasitize others?"

"..."

The mist gradually solidified before Casca's eyes, forming a physical form—a humanoid figure with cascading, silvery-white, luxurious hair and a magnificent, vibrant purple-gold upper body armor, perfectly complementing her serpentine lower body... making her appear so noble and...

As for her face... it was a face that Casca knew all too well.

......

"This is......"

Casca's eyes widened in shock at that moment.

Fugrim...?

Not just Fugrim, but Fugrim in snake form!

That's clearly the form one would have after being corrupted by Slaanesh!

How could this stabbing sword contain a Fugrim in its corrupted form by Slaanesh?

And if what it says is true... then wouldn't that mean that Fugrim really was abducted by Chaos, just as it said?

Do not!

impossible!

The scene that unfolded before him... was enough to leave him stunned for several seconds before he came to his senses.

Then, in the next instant, flames engulfed Casca itself.

He will clear away all these illusions—whether corrupted or not, Kasgar will not easily let go of the stabbing sword demon that dares to display the scene Kasgar fears most at this moment!

This is absolutely an illusion created by that stabbing sword in order to gain my trust!

You damned swordsman, you'd actually pretend to be Fugrim just to save your own life?!

"I...I don't believe it!"

"You demon, show me your true form!"

Quickly snapping out of his daze, Kasgar shook his head and used psionic flames to cleanse himself of any negative effects, such as charm, that he might be suffering.

Clearly, as a former Slaanesh demon, the piercing sword possesses an inherent allure for seducing people.

But obviously, this couldn't fool the hero Kasgar!

How could he be fooled by such a petty trick!

Bear!

But... even as the flames continued to burn, the illusion of "Forgrim" not only did not disappear, but instead twisted and coiled around Kasgar in a serpentine form.

Unpurified by Kasgar's psionic flames, the demonic entity within that piercing sword was actually able to resist this power that traces back to its origin!

"Don't come any closer!!!"

"Casca...you said not to come over, but what's wrong with your heart...?"

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"Ugh."

Then, "Forgrim" sighed softly and gently placed his hand on Kasgar's helmet.

"Let me tell you the reason for all of this."

.......

Is the stabbing sword actually Fugrim?

It is, but it isn't.

Or rather, her birth originated from Fugrim.

In the original timeline, after the Thug seduced Forgrim to kill Feralas and manipulated his body, no one knew its true name or what abilities it possessed within the Slaanesh faction.

This is clearly illogical.

That was the greatest contributor to the tragic outcome of a massive rebellion, its merits comparable to...

It's no exaggeration to say that the stabbing sword changed the original plot, allowing Istvan 5 to directly overpower Fauci with a relentless hammer blow.

Such ferocious iron hands, besides these ten thousand, there are hundreds of thousands more!?

If it weren't for the piercing sword's power that ultimately led to the death of one Primarch and the fall of the other, Eastfan V would have already been the scene of the final battle of the Great Rebellion.

Or perhaps Fugen never fell into evil, and in the end, he and Fethulhu were directly defeated by Horus, who was empowered by the Four Gods, on the Istvan III.

With such a brilliant record, even the four Chaos Gods would favor him greatly.

A great demon capable of tempting the Primarch to corruption could not possibly be so disliked by the Chaos Gods, and ultimately disappear from this world without even a name.

A comparison will show that even if Slaanesh's chosen one, Lucius, could be killed by stepping on a landmine, Salis would still resurrect him without holding a grudge.

How did it eventually disappear without a trace, its name unknown, and never appear in the world again?

Therefore, there is only one possibility.

The demon residing within the stabbing sword has never been a Slaanesh demon or any other strange creature.

That is Fugrim himself.

Or rather, its existence stems from Fugrim's own pride and the inferiority complex hidden beneath that pride.

From the moment the Primarch joined the Great Crusade, she bore an unbearable burden of pressure.

As the only legion among all legions qualified to wear the Eagle Emblem, Fulgrim firmly believed that he could do it perfectly, cultivating the Sons of the Emperor into the most perfect, powerful, and enviable legion.


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