Perturabo would be sitting on the command deck of the Iron Blood as the navigator started mumbling the same phrase repeatedly "The golden light burns and blinds... The golden light burns and blinds... The golden light burns and blinds..." as the navigator spoke a golden glow started emitting from his third eye, slowly increasing in intensity as his mumbles grew louder and clearer until he was writhing in agony and enveloped in a golden glow, screaming his voice raw still repeating the same phrase, as suddenly the ship shuddered as they were harshly ejected into realspace, the sensors screaming as through the slit windows The Lord of Iron saw a shattered moon, and a planet resembling ancient Terra.
Perturabo ordered a location and time check, both coming back as 'Unknown', their maps and systems unable to recognize any of the constellations as a voice echoed in his head, his father saying "This is a world rife with anguish and decay, a world that requires beauty be provided, a world that requires the Hammer of Olympia..." Perturabo would order scouts be sent to the planet to observe without being detected as he himself retreated into his mind in thought.
-Elsewhere-
"Well, that's interesting..."
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The Hammer of Remenant
FanfictionPerturabo the hated son find himself sent to another world by a familiar golden glow. I figured The Hammer of Olympia didn't get enough love so here he is in all his grumpy glory.
