Warhammer: Starting as a Planetary Governor

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Kaul chuckled mischievously as he dialed the Governor's communicator.

Once the connection was made—

"Hello, Governor…"

Kaul instantly switched to an ingratiating/lapdog tone:

"Yes, yes, I have something important to report."

When it came to securing funding, Kaul knew to maintain a respectful attitude toward his benefactor until the funds were secured.

This was, after all, professionalism.

Governor's Office, Spire Estate

"Impressive. This technology holds significant value. Make sure you deliver results quickly," Eden's calm voice instructed Kaul.

With a faint smirk, he added, "The black prison isn't a pleasant place, is it? I suggest you be more careful in the future. Try not to end up there again."

On the other end, Kaul's confidence was palpable:

"Heh, it's nothing. Just a black prison—nothing that could faze the great Kaul.

If anything, being in the prison gave me the inspiration for this perfect idea…"

Eden's lips twitched slightly as he replied, "I see. Don't worry—you'll have more opportunities in the future."

Kaul quickly realized the subtext and backtracked:

"Ah, no, no! That's not what I meant, Governor…"

But it was too late.

Click.

Eden ended the call.

With his complete control over Urth, Eden had greatly expanded the influence of the Little Sun. However, this was now the limit.

The existing faith system had been tapped to its fullest potential, and population growth would take years.

This meant that, in the short term, Urth could no longer meet Eden's ambitions.

This lack of growth left him feeling vulnerable.

In recent weeks, Eden had made several ventures into the Warp, searching for intelligence about the current state of the galaxy.

Before arriving in this world, Eden had been merely a "cloud general," with limited knowledge of the Great Rift era's detailed timeline.

Warp storms had cut Urth off from external channels of information.

All Eden knew was that Urth lay on the Imperium's dark side. Beyond that, he was blind.

To ensure his safety and plan his next moves, Eden needed to determine his position in the timeline and the state of the galaxy.

After expending a significant amount of Hope Energy, he finally gleaned some fragmented information from the Warp.

It was the early days of the Great Rift.

The Indomitus Crusade, led by Regent Guilliman to reclaim the Imperium's dark sectors, had yet to begin.

From this, Eden deduced that the great Primarch—the Emperor's Thirteenth Son—remained in stasis within the sanctum of Macragge, the Shrine World.

Guilliman had been asleep for 10,000 years with no signs of waking—yet.

This, from Eden's perspective, was good news.

It meant he had a brief window to strengthen his power.

When Guilliman finally awoke and wielded the flaming sword of his crusade, the galaxy would descend into chaos.

Fallen Primarchs, Chaos forces, and xenos threats would emerge with greater intensity.

The fires of war would consume the galaxy, even drawing the Chaos Gods themselves into the fray.

Countless lives would be lost, entire worlds destroyed.

In his current state, Eden could barely survive the aftermath of such conflicts, let alone thrive.

To stand a chance on the galactic battlefield, he needed to grow stronger—before chaos engulfed everything.

Ding!

Kaul's funding request arrived. Without hesitation, Eden approved it via his mechanical console.

Kaul's concept of silicon-based disguise technology presented a promising solution to key challenges.

This innovation could significantly enhance Ron's capabilities and bolster the development of the Little Sun.

Faith-based power growth depended on two paths:

Expanding the planetary population.

Expanding territorial influence by conquering and integrating more worlds.

Both required time and steady progress.

Ron envisioned a third path:

Sending fanatical followers to infiltrate other worlds and spread his faith.

This faith would be tied to the Emperor's worship, ensuring feasibility within the Imperium.

The strategy involved leveraging pilgrims who revered the Emperor but also spread tales of a prophesied Savior—a figure tailor-made to Eden's image.

The story of the Emperor's chosen savior would gradually gain traction, generating faith and enriching the Little Sun.

Moreover, Eden could intercept some of the Emperor's faith, further empowering himself.

The plan required fanatics who were devoutly loyal to the Emperor but also worshipped Eden as a saint or deity.

The Eredar, with their hive-networked minds, were ideal candidates. Nearly all of them were already Ron's fervent followers.

Thanks to their hive-mind resilience, they could operate under extreme duress without betraying any information.

However, their physical appearance posed a significant hurdle. The subtle cranial ridges of the Eredar marked them as non-human, making them conspicuous in human-dominated societies.

Kaul's silicon-based disguise technology promised a solution.

By integrating nano-silicon into their flesh, the Eredar could completely mask their physical abnormalities. Even advanced scanners would fail to detect the modifications.

In cases of extreme threat, the nanites could self-destruct, destroying their bodies and genetic traces.

This self-destruction mechanism would leave no evidence, akin to a divine miracle.

Additionally, through the hive network, Eden could monitor the Eredar's activities, even viewing the world through their eyes.

With greater expenditure of Hope Energy, he could temporarily possess their bodies.

Disguised as pilgrims or missionaries, the Eredar could infiltrate countless worlds, spreading faith in Eden's Savior narrative.

The Ecclesiarchy of Urth would assist in legitimizing their credentials.

Eden anticipated this operation would rapidly expand the Little Sun's influence across realspace, generating vast faith energy.

Once Kaul completed his research, the first wave of disguised Eredar fanatics would be sent to Matira, the sector's capital.

They would infiltrate Matira's lower classes, spreading the Savior mythos and laying the groundwork for future domination.

Ding!

Another email arrived, prompting Eden to frown as he read its contents.

(End of Chapter)

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