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This may be my biggest project yet here in the forum, and i see myself being too stubborn to let it die while the other W40K fellas don't care at all, save for one who didn't like the idea lol.
This rematch from a canon material is possible, as it is undiscussable that they weren't in equal grounds nor in a stable match location, as i detailed in the spoiler below.
TL;DR-
(re)Match conditions:
True Lord of Primordial Truth and Space Marine Legions, Breaker Of Tyrants Warmaster, Quasi-God and Chosen Champion of Chaos, Horus Lupercal -
@DaReaperMan, @Nonynho, @AppleMaker, @Rex_Eckles, @XxZetsuxX, @JustANormalLemon, @BlackDarkness679
Immortal God-Emperor-Master of Mankind, Allfather and Omnissiah Master of the Lines St. Neoth Alexander George of Lydda III -
[art by Neil Roberts]
This may be my biggest project yet here in the forum, and i see myself being too stubborn to let it die while the other W40K fellas don't care at all, save for one who didn't like the idea lol.
This rematch from a canon material is possible, as it is undiscussable that they weren't in equal grounds nor in a stable match location, as i detailed in the spoiler below.
tEatD v1
Emperor speaks to Malcador saying he can't fight alone. Malcador even reinforced "‘Of course you can’t,’ I say. ‘Of course you can’t fight alone.’" [tEatD Volume 1 part 1 chapter 23] and "An old man can dream. They may both be dead already. Or one may be dead, and the victor standing over his corpse in cheerless triumph.Forgive me, but I think that victor will be Horus." [tEatD Volume 3 part 3 chapter 19]
[tEatD Volume 1 part 2 chapter 22]
tEatD v2
[tEatD Volume 2 part 8 chapter 16]
[tEatD Volume 2 part 8 chapter 1]
[tEatD Volume 2 part 8 chapter 8]
[tEatD Volume 2 part 8 chapter 16]
tEatD v3
[tEatD Volume 3 part 9 chapter 9]
AND AFTER AAAAAAAAAAAAALLL THAT they start a direct 1v1
Emperor speaks to Malcador saying he can't fight alone. Malcador even reinforced "‘Of course you can’t,’ I say. ‘Of course you can’t fight alone.’" [tEatD Volume 1 part 1 chapter 23] and "An old man can dream. They may both be dead already. Or one may be dead, and the victor standing over his corpse in cheerless triumph.Forgive me, but I think that victor will be Horus." [tEatD Volume 3 part 3 chapter 19]
- Sanguinius, the most reliable future predicter in the series AFAIK, said that if he wasnt there to fulfill his destiny there was a risk of the Emperor failing to kill Horus and the latter coming to kill him
- "I foresaw a different death at the hands of Horus," the Angel says, a whisper. ‘I have been seeing it for a long time. I have worked to outplay the prediction at every turn, at every step of the way, each permutation, each possible version, as it has come upon me, I have evaded it and refused its truth. I have denied the prophecy several times. But the possible permutations diminish. It wasn’t Signus. It wasn’t Ultramar. It wasn’t Gorgon Bar. It wasn’t Eternity Gate. The possibilities are finite, and there is one remaining. It must be now. It must be the endgame and the Vengeful Spirit.’
+Your death?+
Sanguinius pauses. He nods.
+You intend to go to see this fulfilled?+
‘No, father. I intend to go to see it denied one last time.’
‘It is far too great a risk,’ says Caecaltus.
‘No, proconsul! No!’ Sanguinius declares. ‘The alternative isa greater risk altogether!’ He stares at his Emperor-sire fiercely.
‘If it is ordained that I am to die at Lupercal’s hand,’ says Sanguinius, ‘then I cannot let you go alone. Because that means that Horus will survive so he can come for me again, afterwards. Don’t you see? If I stay, Horus lives. And if Horus lives, then you will have failed.’
+Sanguinius–+
‘I must face the last permutation. I must force it. I cannot allow for the possibility of another, for the cost to us will be too much.’
- When they entered the Vengeful Spirit, some Astartes got mind manip'ed and have hurt the Emperor, with Malcador even noting that he got hurt by it
tEatD v2
- Caecaltus spends the whole 5:ix speaking of how good the Emperor is at facing "the tricks of Horus" and yet he gave a note in one of his internal monologue bits that Emperor's armour systems are ruined
- Abbadon notes how strange things are in the Vengeful Spirit's condition at that moment and keeps moving all his available troops back to Horus, and by him saying that "this must have the hands of the false emperor" together with 5:xxxviii saying that "It is impossible to behold the Emperor any more. There is light everywhere, a light so fierce it has erased all shadows", there's a chance that this scenario where it took a while for them to meet has completely affected where they battled, the warp wasn't the only one who did it.
- The releasing discharge of immaterial power spreads out, a rolling
shockwave across the transmuted realm. Great tracts of the Inevitable City
are wracked by the expanding empyric hurricane, and thousands of square
kilometres of the transmundane sprawl are further disintegrated to dust and
ash. The dissected and refabricated hulk of the Vengeful Spirit rocks in the
swell on its psykanic moorings. In what material parts of Imperial Terra
remain intact, every vox- and comm-system comes to life for a few moments
to scream the shrill, magnetic death-hymn of condemned stars, and they
continue to bleat and wail long after the shockwave has passed.
- Horus' shield generators were substantially (largely, one would say) consumed in the fight against Sanguinius
- One! Two! Three! Each strike
deflects from reactive power shielding, each strike makes Lupercal’s shield
generators howl as they struggle to maintain protective integrity, each strike
causes the shimmering ghost of the defensive field to quiver and coruscate
across his plastron and carapace.[...] - Impact. Encarmine strikes the raised shoulder plating that houses the suit’s
reactor. Sparks gout. More than sparks… Superheated specks of armour plate
and hammerscale. There is a raw-metal gouge left in the hunched back plate
of the Serpent’s Scales.
- One could argue that this regenerates with time, but it is quite a question if time is indeed passing in this situation as several statements would leave us saying that "it is and isn't at the same time", so it is a possibility easily discarded here
- Due to Horus being holding back, thinking he could tire Sanguinius by tanking his moves, the latter screwed him up heavily. Even though Horus just stopped holding back and f*ed Sanguinius up right after, still means he didn't fight Emp while in his 100%
- Sanguinius speeds between maul and claw, loops, dummies, flits left, and
drives the tip of Encarmine deep into Horus’ hip. The Serpent’s Scales
puncture like paper, exhaling steam, oozing thick, curdled blood that runs
black. The gleaming Angel’s relentless circuits around his ponderous foe
have become a kind of dance: nimble, acrobatic, unstinting, elegant. There is
intricate grace in his every movement, a demonstration of faultless martial
prowess that no one in the universe could replicate. [...] - One golden mote slicing the darkness apart, piece by piece.
Horus’ wargear is scarred in a double-dozen places. Gouges of bare metal
stripe and notch his plate. The wolf pelt is torn and slashed. Severed dermal
pipes swing and drip. Blood and plasma drool from ruptures. The armour’s
reactors and shield generators cough and moan to maintain stability.
Horus himself, his sweating face bathed in raw bloodlight, snarls and
grunts, twisting and turning, churning and heaving, but every massive motion
is too slow or too late to catch his tormentor. Every footfall is a thunderous
Titan-step, ringing and grinding on the deck, and the deck itself is broken in a
hundred places, the plating cratered and cracked by misplaced blows and evaded strikes.[...] - Encarmine, swung with both hands at full force, strikes the
Warmaster’s front plating. Failing reactive shields pop with a bang. The
blade strikes a thick section clean off the lip of the gorget, and leaves a
bloody tear across the Lupercal’s left brow and cheek.
- ‘He is coming,’ Sanguinius says. ‘You could not mistake that voice, or its intent.’
‘Let Him,’ the Warmaster growls back.
Sanguinius flies at him with such sudden and ferocious speed, Horus
Lupercal has barely time to move. The Angel rains blows upon him, across
his head, his throat, his chest. Encarmine cleaves the Warmaster’s scalp,
opens the line of his jaw, and severs the bunched pipework at the base of his
neck. Blood hoses out, jetting into the stale air, and Horus roars as he
stumbles aside. Sanguinius allows no time for respite or riposte. He swings
his peerless blade with both hands in a wide and scything slice that rips
through Lupercal’s midsection, and opens plate, sub-armour, flesh and meat
down to the bone. Horus sinks onto one knee, panting and gasping, as steam
and pitch-black blood pumps out of him. Entrails protrude. Haematemesis chokes him.
‘Stay down,’ says Sanguinius, sword raised. ‘Do you want to be alive to
greet him, or would you rather be spared that shame?’
Horus aspirates blood; a cough or a laugh, it is hard to tell which.
‘Stay down, brother,’ Sanguinius urges. ‘Out of my love for you, I will grant
you a measure of mercy. Please. I can make it quick and painless.’
‘There is no mercy here,’ says Horus Lupercal.
tEatD v3
- The part about being weaker than usual should be true for the Emperor too, after the rejection of the dark king thing, implied by narration and spoken by Horus' perception
- He’s changed too. He seems small. A shadow of His former
self. In truth, you were secretly afraid of this reunion. The
father you remember was a huge and terrible force of majesty.
His presence always overwhelmed you. At His side, long ago,
during those thirty perfect years, you always felt safe and
scared in equal measure. He was everything. You adored Him
with every fibre of your being. You flinched every time He spoke a word.
But look at Him. Look at Him. Oh, He still appears impressive.
The golden armour glinting in its own sunlight.
The mantle about His shoulders like a cloak of silks cut from
the finest damask nightfall and the richest royal blood. The
stature. The serenity. The long and gleaming black hair. The
noble, haloed face. The crown of radiance that rests upon Him.
The Imperial aspect.
But He does seem small.
- Emp played dirty AF by bringing Loken, which heavily affected Horus mental state. Emp was also certainly in not the best mental state by seeing dead Sanguinius, his quasi-romantic relation with Malcador also made him show sadness right as he got up from the throne (and as Malcador's already dust by this point, he should've felt it and is definetely another layer)
- [tEatD Volume 3 part 9 chapter 16] Emp being struck by that chaogenous power move from Horus is definetely making him hurt, and those fellas ganging up on Horus definetely add to the damage Sanguinius dealt him.
AND AFTER AAAAAAAAAAAAALLL THAT they start a direct 1v1
TL;DR-
- Emperor was heavily implied and stated to be the underdog of the situation;
- Horus and Emperor didn't start the fight while at "100% hp and stamina" per se;
- Emp could really not be feeling well after seeing his other son killed, and Horus definetely was affected by one of his sons being there;
- Their sheer aura affected the ambient, with time given, and there were a lot of detailing in the books about why Vengeful Spirit wasn't exactly a typical place.
(re)Match conditions:
- SBA
- As soon as Horus takes his insanity-and-hiding-in-the-past facade and The Emperor got up from the throne, both are TP'd to SBA's location
- meaning Warmaster Horus vs Operation Anabasis Emperor
- (out of any possible order, the) Battle themes are
- Couraças by Alice Schiavoto
- The Herectic Prevails by Shadow Of Intent
- Unanswered by Suicide Silence
- Godless Times by Rings Of Saturn
- Slave Knight Gael by Yuka Kitamura
- Neodämmerung by Don Davis
- Duel of Fates by John Williams
- Faça Eles Sentirem by Saint Juvi
- The Emperor's Time by Yoshihisa Hirano
- The 13th Dilemma by Yoko Shimomura
True Lord of Primordial Truth and Space Marine Legions, Breaker Of Tyrants Warmaster, Quasi-God and Chosen Champion of Chaos, Horus Lupercal -
@DaReaperMan, @Nonynho, @AppleMaker, @Rex_Eckles, @XxZetsuxX, @JustANormalLemon, @BlackDarkness679
Immortal God-Emperor-Master of Mankind, Allfather and Omnissiah Master of the Lines St. Neoth Alexander George of Lydda III -
[art by Neil Roberts]
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