“Jaghatai started to cough, sending more bloody spurts out over the ripped-apart ground. Fabius ignored the newcomer, even as Igori stiffened. Behind them, the entrance to the laboratorium whined open, and someone entered. ‘There will be no place for me in the paradise to come.’ He laughed. ‘I imagine I will be first among the foundations, my dear.’ He smiled thinly. ‘And where will you be?’ she asked softly.įabius stepped back. You will hunt angels, in the days to come, and make a new kingdom from their bones". And in that moment, you and yours shall assert yourselves, for the first time and the last. Those who remain, after that final hour, will fight one another for the right to rule the ashes. For my brothers will not surrender to fate with dignity. You and your kin are to be my hand on the throat of the future. As mankind dies, so it nurtures its own replacement, all unknowing. Generation upon generation, their strength breeding true. They, and their children, carry on my teachings into the dark. The rest are scattered across the galaxy, burrowed into the flesh of a dying empire, so that they might best guide it to its well-deserved and long overdue grave. Of them all, I kept only you and your closest siblings. In your generation, there were five hundred. But first, you - we - must teach them how to survive, until that moment. “The day will come, my dear, when your children's children stride the galactic rim as the kings and queens of all they survey.
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