Marvel: Warhammer Simulator

"This isn't some ordinary Astartes augmentation surgery... This is probably a perfect replica of a Primarch's heart."

Muttering to himself, Zaire squinted his eyes.

He carefully read through the numerous annotations beneath the third reward.

Then, deeply shocked, Zaire took a long, deep breath, while a flicker of doubt flashed in his eyes.

If a regular Astartes underwent complete surgical modifications at the level of a Primarch, even using materials infused with the genes and bloodline of a Primarch...

What kind of terrifyingly powerful flesh-and-blood creation would that produce?

The Father of a Million Astartes?

The Supreme Commander of the Three Hundred Custodes?

Or perhaps the leader of twenty-two Primarchs?

For a moment, Zaire's thoughts spiraled into vivid and wild imagination.

Until, moments later, the waves of pain coursing through his body yanked him harshly back into reality.

"Ahh—!"

Grimacing in agony, Zaire quickly shifted back onto the medical bed.

He once again focused his gaze on the simulator's interface.

Closing his eyes slowly, Zaire tried to calm his overly chaotic thoughts.

Then, murmuring a silent prayer to the Emperor, he decisively chose the third reward.

"Such a pity about the other rewards…" he thought instinctively, his frugal nature surfacing.

But in the very next second—

All thoughts in Zaire's mind were completely wiped clean!

In their place came searing, growing agony from deep within his chest.

Zaire had assumed the simulator would use some special method to implant Leman Russ's Heart directly into his body, and that even if it caused pain, it would only be fleeting...

But now, as waves of inhuman sensation swept over him, he suddenly realized—

This heart, blessed by the Emperor and imbued with the bloodline of the Wolf King, had to grow on its own!

In an instant, overcome with excruciating pain, Zaire was rendered unable to utter even a sound.

He collapsed heavily onto the bed, his entire body convulsing as muscles and tendons bulged and twisted.

Sweat poured from his skin, soaking the white sheets beneath him.

At that moment, Zaire's heightened senses allowed him to perceive with startling clarity the neural pathways and vascular networks forming within Leman Russ's Heart.

Inside his chest, it felt as though a monumental transformation was taking place.

Several organs gradually shifted to make room for the emergence of a new, second heart.

Thud—

As the second heart began to take form, it beat for the first time.

Zaire's short hair grew rapidly into shoulder-length locks, while his black hair took on streaks of mottled gray and white.

Each strand stood upright and coarse, resembling the fur of a wolf.

Thud—

The second beat of Leman Russ's Heart subtly disrupted Zaire's original heartbeat, forcing his eyes to snap open.

At that moment, his dark brown irises transformed into piercing blue wolf-like pupils, emanating an aura of savage instinct.

Thud—

With the third beat, now synchronized with his own rhythm, Zaire's canine teeth elongated into sharp fangs.

Even the bones in his hands shifted slightly, and his nails thickened into sharp, claw-like tips.

Thud-thud-thud—

With each loud, resonant pulse of the second heart, Zaire's towering figure suddenly leapt from the bed, landing in a beast-like crouch on the metallic floor.

His wolf-like eyes scanned the marks left uncleaned by the Iron Servitor, David.

His heightened sense of smell detected faint traces of disinfectant in the air and lingering scents belonging to Jessica.

And his sharp hearing picked up distant footsteps from outside the medical bay.

"Awwoooooo—!"

With a deep, guttural howl, Zaire unleashed the primal instincts buried within.

But as the howl faded, the animalistic urges swiftly receded, allowing Zaire's disoriented mind to regain clarity and reason.

"Phew—!"

Breathing heavily, Zaire instinctively crouched on the cold metal floor, panting as he tried to steady himself.

He raised his transformed hand, staring blankly at his sharp claws in bewilderment.

Bang!

At that moment, the metal door to the medical bay swung open.

The towering metallic figure of Iron Servitor David rushed in, its glowing blue eyes scanning Zaire's drastically altered form.

Yet, David seemed unsurprised.

It muttered reverently to Zaire, "Praise the Omnissiah… This is what the true Machine God looked like."

"What did you just say, David?"

Zaire's wolf-like eyes locked onto David, his gray hair cascading down like a mane.

David tilted its metallic head slightly before responding respectfully, "I merely wished to ask, my Lord, how you are feeling now?"

Hearing the concern in David's tone, Zaire frowned slightly.

Placing one clawed hand over his chest, he muttered, "At this moment, I can't say whether it feels good… or bad."

Slowly rising from the cold floor, Zaire walked over to the reflective metal wall of the medical bay.

His wolf-like eyes stared at the faint reflection of a tall, imposing figure.

"Gray-white hair, wolf-like eyes… just like the simulation. My height doesn't seem to have changed. Even the injuries from the boltgun have fully healed."

Frowning slightly, Zaire licked his elongated fangs with his tongue and said, "But these fangs… they'll take some getting used to."

Letting out a small sigh, Zaire took one last look at his transformed appearance before turning to David.

Sniffing slightly, he revealed his fangs and said, "Let's go, David. Accompany me to the training grounds for a test."

"As you command, my Lord," David replied, its tone carrying an uncharacteristic hint of emotion.

Turning, the servitor opened the heavy metal door, stepping aside for Zaire to pass.

"I could've done that myself… but fine, if it makes you happy."

Zaire's wolf-like eyes glinted as he lightly shook his mane of gray hair.

Patting David's metallic arm, he strode out of the medical bay, his expression resolute.

David's glowing blue gaze swept over the bright, sterile room before following Zaire out.

With the faint hum of servomotors, the heavy door slowly closed behind them, sealing the space completely.

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