Stuck in Warhammer 40k(isekai)

Alpharius or Orion?

Author's note: hello everyone. Originally the full cover Art was going to be above, yet thanks to Wattpad's less then ideal formatting, it does not accept the file, thus the full artwork of the cover which is directly related to the chapter is found on the link below on the doc. the cover of the story by Wolvenhour on instagram which I commissioned, wonderful person to work with. This chapter took much longer than expected, due to a weird combination of personal life and trying to make this coherent due to both alpha legion fuckery and and make the whole dynamic between them make sense and how they communicate. I had to rewrite this 3 times, but I hope you guys enjoy the final version of this chapter.

Link to the cover art: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1gRePf5jFLgalGwVp63LAITgFGiM6Ml_UdY3S4_N6o2o/edit?tab=t.0

edit:I have been checking around and I found away around wattpad's link problem. if you copy the link while viewing the comments, it seems to work. 

Night Lord Accent Guide:

One of the common(and deserved) criticism of the story is on how accents were starting to bloat the story, without giving much to the story(and being confusing), Thus here is an guide to the night lord accent and how it affects the story, first is a guideline on how the night lord accent, based of the romanian accent, work:

Replace the 'e' in any word with 'a', so 'more' becomes 'mora'

Replace the 'a' with 'ae', so 'day' become 'daey'

And when a word ends with 'd', replaced it with 'dt', so 'ford' becomes 'fordt'

An important note in accent is by the 'stronger' it is (more words of the sentence have parts replaced by the rules above), the more nostraman the night lord is in behaviour( Gang culture, hunter demeanour, their morbid sense of humor). The 'weaker' the accent is(less words in the sentence have the rules above), the less nostraman the night lord is, which shows they are even more dangerous, by they are able to reign in their urges to truly become dangerous around the, of course, there are exception to this rule( the Altermar or the Bone lord)

"Hellspawn!"Orion spat, his voice laced with the fury that surged within him. The indignation at the unspeakable trials endured by the innocent at the hands of chaos. The alternate version of himself—this 'pristine replica'—remained utterly motionless, offering no resistance to the charged force that was Orion, as the power axe flickered ominously to life, preparing to deliver a downward strike aimed at his head. Yet it passed through him as if he were but a mere mirage. "Remove yourself from my mind and fight with me, you coward."

"Perhaps I was in error; I had presumed you possessed greater intellect than this. However, it is fair to note that you perceive me as a minion of Tzeentch after recent event. I am not. But as for your true self... or perhaps our true self? It remains a rather perplexing situation," the voice echoed Orion's perfectly, revealing a shrug as it concluded its statement.

"Because you are a daemon!" Orion readied himself to charge once more, only to find his legs momentarily immobilised and then his entire body locked up.

"Your wrath clouds your judgement. You are me, and I am you. I am your true self and the original" the copy advanced, once again scrutinising Orion with an intense gaze. "Thus, I command a far greater power over our shared 'soul'. Nevertheless, it appears that you—" he gestured with his gauntleted hand, mere inches from Orion's faceplate—"have assumed primary control. It should come as no surprise, as you possess a far stronger will than I had anticipated."

"What are you, speak plainly for Emperor's sake" Orion spoke, his erstwhile passionate ire supplanted by a frigid disdain, a mien of defiance adorning his lips even as he found himself ensnared within this void.