Holy crap!
Kenthelion felt as if his body was being squeezed inside a compressor, compressed relentlessly, and then rearranged over and over. The sensation made every second feel like years.
"Damn it!" he muttered under his breath.
He woke up dizzy. His vision was blurry for a moment before he realized he was inside a magnificent hall — walls adorned with the Imperium Caelestis emblem, towering golden pillars, and soft light illuminating the entire room.
"What happened...? What's going on...?"
He slowly stood up; his body felt light but unfamiliar. Everything seemed to spin around him.
"Emperor!"
That voice cut through his confusion. A woman in a scientist's outfit rushed to him, flanked by two Ultramarines with steel-like bodies, followed by a group of women and a little girl.
Angela: "Brother, you're awake!"
Several other women approached as well — their eyes filled with relief: Ran Bing, Jing Nan, Erica, Fan Di, Penny, Jessica, Bai Yuekui, Alice, Ada Wong, Claire Redfield, and Jill Valentine.
Kenthelion looked at Angela, surprised but offering a weak smile.
Kenthelion: "Angela? You've grown so tall... How have you been?"
Angela smiled sweetly, her eyes shining with maturity.
Angela: "Hmmm... You've been asleep for 30 years. I'm a grown woman now, even though my body is still 12 years old. I'm 42 years old... It's because of the serum you gave me. I should have fully matured by now."
Kenthelion sighed and smiled sheepishly.
Kenthelion: "Okay, okay... I understand."
He looked around. Everything felt strange yet familiar at the same time. Thirty years had passed, and his senses had greatly changed. His hearing had sharpened. His vision could now pierce through darkness.
Suddenly, his stomach growled fiercely.
"So hungry... so hungry..."
Suddenly, some women brought in a fat, white roasted pig, warm smoke and savory aroma filling the room.
Dr. Catherine Halsey: "Your Majesty, we found the meat of this alien species to be delicious. Our troops have been breeding them as a primary food source for the Imperium Caelestis."
Kenthelion glanced at the roast with raised eyebrows.
Kenthelion: "Isn't this the arrogant alien species that used to attack colonies? Hm... turns out they're still useful. Good, they'll be staple food."
The women chuckled softly. The magnificent hall felt warmer with the simple, meaningful laughter. The Emperor had risen.
Kenthelion devoured the meal while listening to the scientists' report. His body had undergone a tremendous transformation; psionic energy, The Force, and biotic powers had all fused perfectly within him. He could feel his strength growing steadily — like the legendary growth of a Saiyan warrior. Kenthelion continued eating, crushing the roasted pig's bones effortlessly with his now powerful teeth.
"Your Majesty, Emperor," Dr. Catherine Halsey spoke with calm respect, "you have been asleep for thirty years. Most of humanity has been saved. However, efforts to rescue distant planets and star systems are still ongoing. At present, we have secured control over a quarter of the former Human Federation's territory."
Kenthelion donned his armor with the help of attendants.
"How is the military operation progressing?" he asked, eyes sharp and focused.
"The Orc capital has been fully captured," Dr. Halsey replied. "Planet Concordia IX now serves as the main military base for Castellan Ursarkar E Creed and the other generals. They lead the forces on the front lines. Meanwhile, we have resolved all internal matters within the Imperium Caelestis. The remaining issues require your approval, Your Majesty."
Kenthelion nodded in approval. "Excellent. Place all documents requiring my signature on my desk. Additionally, we will build alien breeding and containment facilities to supply the Imperium Caelestis. These facilities will be managed directly by the courts."
Dr. Halsey handed the documents to the Space Marines who would deliver them to the relevant departments. "I am still occupied studying new sciences within the Imperium Caelestis," she said. "Please excuse me, Your Majesty."
Kenthelion watched her leave, murmuring inwardly, "For the survival of humanity, anything can be sacrificed."
Unconsciously, he uttered the words softly.
After those exhausting days, Kenthelion and the women spent a week shopping together on Terra Aeterna. Angela, now a grown woman, joined them.
Two weeks later, with the internal affairs of the Imperium Caelestis finally settled, Kenthelion began his journey to explore other universes. He brought with him two legendary warships: the Gloriana-class Battleship and the Emperor-class Battleship, fully crewed with elite personnel from military, technical, and psionic divisions.
Before his departure, Kenthelion summoned Castellan Ursarkar E. Creed and gave him a firm order:
> "Let Kylo Ren restrain himself. There's no need to destroy stars or planets at every opportunity. Many of those worlds could serve as future colonies or strategic resources."
Kenthelion had read the previous reports—Kylo Ren's actions had scorched several alien planets. It pained him. Though he shed no tears, the loss of potential colonial worlds weighed heavily on him.
> "He may not be a Primarch," Kenthelion thought, "but the level of destruction he causes rivals those who once rebelled."
With all orders given, Kenthelion boarded the shuttle that would take him to the Gloriana-class warship. He wore a golden suit of armor—an exalted replica of the Emperor of Mankind's own armor, reinforced with psionic energy, the Force, and warp technology. Behind him, the Red Guard and Shadow Sentinels of the Emperor followed in disciplined silence.
Moments later, the two colossal warships began moving toward the Dimensional Gate. With a thunderous warp crack, Kenthelion's fleet vanished—entering a new universe untouched by the Imperium