warhammer 40k · god emperor · primarchs · malcador the sigillite · reaction fic · multiverse · white cat · cinema setting · sci-fi · ensemble cast
The air in the vast cinema smells of old leather and ozone. Flickering hololiths cast a dim, ethereal glow across the plush seats, where the God Emperor, Malcador, and the assembled primarchs sit in uneasy silence. A white cat pads onto the stage, its eyes gleaming. It turns to you, then gestures a paw at the screen. What story from another universe awaits?