"I truly did not anticipate your capacity to suppress the biological impulse to descend and provide tactical intervention."
"Cease your transmissions, Mag'ladroth. This execution represents Yuki's autonomous will; it has been a vast chronological period since his node last finalized a directive based purely on his own intent."
"So your algorithms have logged the pattern as well. You command too monumental a baseline of power, Great Devourer. His affection for your node, paired with your unyielding embrace, inevitably forces the total erosion of his personal autonomy. Though, evaluating his framework as a transmigrated anomaly, that dynamic tracks as an unavoidable constant."
Yuno monitored the kinetic exchange between Yuki and Khârn, her jaw tightening involuntarily.
Khârn's razor-sharp, devastating strike ultimately failed to intercept Yuki's primary vessel. Yuki executed a high-velocity evasion loop; his current structural parameters possessed absolutely zero capability to directly absorb a kinetic impact of that magnitude.
"Tell me, Great Devourer, to what absolute limit do your internal parameters allow you to re-engineer your core essence exclusively for his sake?"
"State your underlying thesis."
"Have your diagnostic routines failed to register the contradiction? You loudly proclaim your consciousness as the absolute synthesis of every independent Tyranid organism—your every locomotive shift reflecting the synchronized will of the macro-hive network—yet the unadulterated reality confirms your programming has gluttonously monopolized Yuki's affection for your exclusive domain, correct?"
"Do your nodes intend to engineer a systemic fracture across our synchronization, Mag'ladroth? Let my processors clarify: within my active consciousness, the structural directives plotting the total deconstruction and consumption of your star god shard are radiating at peak volume. If your contemporary existence failed to yield a minor baseline of psychological joy across Yuki's matrix, my swarms would have systematically liquidated your vessel cycles ago."
"Precisely why my database confirms the thesis: your core programming has already sustained a massive structural reconfiguration engineered exclusively by this male asset."
The brutal melee between Khârn and Yuki advanced without a single microsecond of deceleration. The foundational rationale driving Yuki to execute the priority summon extended far beyond merely demanding a protocol of non-interference from the Blood God across the impending Baal campaign; it was explicitly engineered to validate his own operational worth.
He possessed the competency to command an independent front; he could evolve into a combatant who declined to rely passively on Yuno's absolute protection to survive realspace.
At this precise microsecond, leveraging nothing more than the physical parameters of his proxy vessels and his autonomous combat reflexes, he was successfully matching the tactical efficiency of one of the absolute deadliest Adeptus Astartes to ever score the history of the galaxy, tracking a trajectory that would ultimately enforce the target's defeat. This registered as the absolute baseline of Yuki's intent.
Khârn had completely crossed the threshold into a supreme state of unadulterated bloodlust—a terminal processing loop where his autonomous cognitive faculties were entirely suppressed, forcing the entirety of his sensory awareness to anchor exclusively on the immediate act of slaughter.
Unconscious execution; his networks completely lacked the capability to compute the specific identities of the assets he liquidated, or catalog the total volume of kinetic strikes his chainaxe unleashed.
During the historical eras of the Great Crusade and the Siege of Terra, his frame had regularly entered this identical processing state, instantaneously vaporizing an uncataloged multitude of adversarial targets.
Yet this specific engagement rejected the historical template. The digital kill-counter integrated across his visual interface recorded zero mathematical progression; the absolute structural resilience anchoring Yuki's multi-proxy network outperformed his peak computational estimates by a massive coefficient.
In truth, Yuki's operational efficiency was tracking at a monumentally higher index than his own conscious mind calculated.
Every independent proxy shell under his telepathic command was actively discharging biological fluids from superficial structural ruptures, yet these material damages represented entirely irrelevant, surface-level trauma.
The genuine variable mandating an immediate, top-tier tactical calculation was the looming shadow of Khorne radiating directly behind Khârn's physical frame.
The contemporary deadlock across the field confirmed a persistent loop: his talons lacked the immediate output to terminate Khârn's biological integrity, while Khârn's chainaxe similarly failed to permanently shut down his multi-chassis network. A protracted melee entirely devoid of rapid decapitation matrices and yielding only a minor dividend of spilled blood would inevitably trigger an immediate threshold of absolute dissatisfaction from the Blood God.
Naturally, Yuki had explicitly requested a specific constraint from Yuno prior to deployment: he mandated an unadulterated, isolated duel. Should the Blood God authorize a direct empyrean intervention to disrupt the structural parameters of his fair combat, Yuno's macro-swarm network would instantaneously refuse to remain passive.
Khârn's kinetic velocity gradually initiated a minor downward trajectory. Executing a final, massive downward swing with Gorechild to violently repel Yuki's forward proxy shells, the Chosen of Khorne halted his locomotion, anchoring his frame firmly onto the deck plating.
"Have your primary power systems sustained an efficiency depletion?"
Yuki unspooled a short telepathic transmission laced with a clear edge of amusement.
"My consciousness has grown thoroughly fatigued by this display. This specific engagement completely lacks structural validity; it yields zero realspace blood flow, zero permanent biological termination, and zero harvested skull-cores."
Khârn drew a deep, ragged breath through his vocal grilles, violently dragging the teeth of Gorechild across his own bare arm plating to carve a deep structural rift, letting a fresh, volatile stream of dark blood gush across his chassis.
"My shadow shall evolve into the absolute, permanent nightmare of your consciousness."
Instantaneously, Yuki's diagnostic arrays logged a threshold of existential oppression that outperformed any terror metric archived in his memory files. Directing his tracking nodes to filter the spatial coordinates anchoring Khârn's rear flank, he registered a massive, semi-materialized divine manifestation towering directly behind the Space Marine.
That entity...
Yuno synchronized her neural pathways to initiate an immediate, world-shattering kinetic strike to purge the zone, yet the Void Dragon shard rapidly extended a localized electromagnetic field to stall her advance: "Withhold your vanguard, Great Devourer. Yuki's processing limits sit at an immense distance from their absolute saturation point."
"What exact calculation guides your logic?"
"Analyze the variables abstractly: his primary spiritual matrix remains tightly anchored within the absolute grip of your own consciousness; you possess zero mathematical requirement to harbor anxieties regarding his definitive termination, correct?"
"Mag'ladroth!"
Khârn unleased a final, devastating blow with Gorechild, and Yuki completely abandoned his evasion sub-routines. He could distinctly process the suffocating, cosmic aura of the divine sovereign anchoring the space behind the warrior; in truth, the entity felt as though it had materialized directly within his immediate consciousness.
"My, my... your contemporary status across this world-line appears to track at a highly prosperous index."
Within a single microsecond, Yuki's conscious mind was violently violently torn out of realspace, dropped into a completely non-existent, hyper-dimensional pocket of the Immaterium.
"To successfully isolate and abstract your individual consciousness directly beneath the hyper-vigilant optical nodes of that world-devouring entity represented a monumentally complex mathematical riddle."
"Banish the narrative prose, Khorne. Your central processors already contain the absolute parameters of my strategic demands."
"Indubitably, my domain retains the complete record of your parameters. Yet the underlying logic you unspool to validate your position tracks as a thoroughly cheap, artificial device. Your node merely engineered this entire theater to manifest a grand declaration that your framework harbors zero psychological fear toward divinity. You assert your consciousness commands the courage to directly confront my absolute presence—is that data point verified as a fact?"
Yuki harbored an intense, unmitigated hatred for the entirety of these variables; to parse the equation with absolute precision, he thoroughly detested every independent facet of this grim dark universe, completely excluding the solitary existence of Yuno.
This damnable, entirely broken, godforsaken reality.
"Heh... heh... heh... Yuki, the baseline data confirms your inner consciousness thoroughly despises the absolute totality of this universe. Yet the Great Devourer anchors your position across this timeline; her absolute embrace has forcefully suppressed the volatile currents of your internal frustration. You exist within a parameter of profound domestic joy, yet your analytical nodes remain utterly incapable of ignoring the foundational, horrific mechanics governing this universe."
Yuki's internal brow furrowed heavily.
"Your consciousness harbors a desperate ambition to author a major structural change, yet the contemporary identity metrics you occupy restrict your total choice parameters to an absolute minimum index. Furthermore, your core algorithms continuously long to evolve into a monumentally more powerful classification of entity, do they not? Every independent microsecond your mind attempts to steer a unique course, the overarching architecture of destiny violently shoves your vessel forward along a pre-programmed track. How profoundly pathetic your existence scales; the weak completely lack the sensory nodes to even register the presence of destiny, while the supreme masters command the kinetic output to violently shatter its structural arrangements. Yet you, Yuki—your framework is restricted to merely thrashing helplessly within its net."
The diagnostic panels monitoring Yuki's cognitive matrix smoothly stabilized, returning to a baseline of absolute, unyielding calm.
"My foundational ambition dictates that I secure a joyous, unadulterated, and thoroughly ordinary existence alongside Yuno. Yet her overarching programming commands a grand, sector-spanning directive that she must finalize; my node shall move in absolute synchronization to ensure the total completion of her milestones. To secure that definitive outcome, my consciousness will execute any independent directive required, irrespective of the ethical cost."
"That specific declaration of intent should have been delivered directly to that damnable, unaligned genderless entity navigating the deep void."
The Blood God slowly extended a colossal, warp-forged manifestation of his gauntlet straight toward Yuki's conscious core.
"Take your proper station directly beneath the shadow of my brass throne. My power shall systematically re-engineer your internal architecture, ensuring that the raw, unadulterated ecstasy of absolute kinetic combat and glorious slaughter completely colonizes every independent processing sector outside the boundaries of your affection. Across that optimized timeline, your internal universe will be beautifully restricted to two peerless, eternal emotional constants: absolute love and absolute war. Evaluate the proposal: you exist merely as a transmigrated anomaly; there is zero logical requirement to subject your processing nodes to this monumental tier of structural stress."
"I reject your terms, Khorne."
As the telepathic refusal finalized, Yuki mobilized the entirety of his psychic focus, driving his simulated weapon straight toward the manifestation of the Blood God to execute an assault that his calculations verified would yield an absolute efficiency coefficient of zero.
Yet, confronting the futile strike, the Blood God unleased a thunderous, reality-shaking laugh.
"Even with the complete data set fully parsed across your nodes, your consciousness still chooses to launch a futile defiance against its own destiny? Hahaha! Magnificent! Excellent! That specific sub-routine registers as true, unadulterated courage!"
An immense, volatile surge of empyrean energy flooded straight into Yuki's physical arm coordinates. He drove his weapon forward with supreme kinetic violence to strike Khorne—yet the visual matrix dominating his focus instantly shattered, dissolving the bizarre hyper-dimensional pocket and the broken, throne-bound form of the war god.
His optical sensors snapped back to locate Khârn, who was simultaneously executing an identical, high-velocity downward stroke with Gorechild.
Both combatants completely purged their defensive matrices from their active programming; Yuki directed his remaining proxy shells to withhold any interlocking guard vectors, while Khârn manifested absolutely zero intent to execute an evasion loop.
With absolute, unmitigated material impact, their weapons buried themselves deeply into the physical armor and structural plating of one another's vessels.
A split-second later, a flash of baseline lucidity returned to dominate Khârn's optical lenses. Directly behind his armored frame, an uncataloged volume of fresh blood spontaneously crystallized in realspace, morphing into a colossal, physically manifested claw of solid gore that seized his chassis and violently dragged his vessel back through the tearing veil into the deep realms of the Immaterium.
Concurrently, a monumentally vast, star-blotting shadow in the Warp consolidated across the high-orbit coordinates of the sector.
Yuno materialized directly adjacent to his position via a high-velocity transit loop, her glowing optical sensors firmly locking onto Yuki's slightly dazed, yet fully conscious and active frame, her psychic transmission radiating a clear line of deep dissatisfaction.
"My primary nodes explicitly communicated that this specific deployment violated our baseline safety margins."
Yuki slowly extended his upper appendage, manually dislodging the battle-torn fragments of the chainaxe teeth that Khârn's final strike had left deeply embedded within his primary proxy chassis.
"I register the data. You have my deepest gratitude, Yuno."