Godblight - Guilliman speaks to the Emperor || Voice Over

A scene I've been requested to attempt and one I've wanted to do for a while. Portraying the Emperor is quite a hurdle but I think I did the best I currently could with the tools I have! And overall a very interesting scene for the universe as a whole, whilst being emotionally crushing for Guilliman. If you enjoyed please like, comment and subscribe! It means a lot to me. And, my thanks for watching!

The fact that the Emperor essentially had to use every ounce of his godly psychic strength, just to be able to barely manage to say what amounted to "I'm so sorry. I love you, son." had me genuinely weeping.

Mortarion was right about one thing. His father is dead. The Emperor is not the same person he was during the crusade. There may be love there still... but millennia of suffering on an unimaginable scale would erode everything from you. Strip you to your barest nature and take even that away. The Emperor fights because that's all he can do. He can't even die.

In the grim darkness of the Far Future… There is yet Hope

I hurt for Guilliman, he is so lonely. I can’t wait for the reunion with the Lion.

The implication later on is that he doesn't have a full and accurate recall of this conversation. Like a million things were imparted to him and he remembers only a part of it.

"Is he gone... Finally. About fucking time. Dorn, you can come out of your box fort now, he's gone. I swear to fucking god, the chanting in my head was deafening. I was about to lose my hearing, and my eardrums rotted away millennia ago." "You cannot lose your hearing twice, father." "How un-fucking-fortunate. God damn it Rogal. Go back in your box fort." "No."

The amount of effort it took for Emps to pull himself together to speak those few coherent words is truly unfathomable.

That final “Guilliman” at the end is so tragic. It feels like he has so much more to say. The emperor wants to give orders to lead the empire with his son but he just can’t. He has to trust in his Greatest son to finally bring back hope and do what he himself could not. Again 10/10 work you truly are a talent.

This proves there was an emotional connection. The Emperor pulled himself together for nearly the final time, not to impart a command, but to speak his son's name.

04:50 "'Father, not a Father, thing, thing, thing' the minds said." That part really stood out to me. This sounded like the Emperor decrying the utter maddening horror he's become. All glory, splendour, and humanity lost, his self-loathing really comes through. Great job again.

I can’t imagine what it must be like for the both of them. For Guilliman to have such a crushing emotional moment like that and for the emperor to be suffering in perpetual pain stuck on the throne for 10,000 years because of the betrayal of his own creation, his own son, and for him to put in so much effort just to barely be able to speak coherently with the only son that hasn’t either betrayed him, gone MIA, or are KIA.

I think what guilliman feels is kinda same as adult whos parent has lost memory of them

That final "Guilliman" feels like the Emperor on his deathbed, reaching out his hand to console his son, letting him know one last time that he believes in him. One word with infinite weight, you captured the moment perfectly.

That last "Guiliman" sounded amazing, it almost sounded as if all the fractured pieces of the Emperor's mind he managed to pull together for this conversation were slowly being pulled back apart again and he delves back into his unending suffering for Humanity.

The fate of the Emperor is such a horrific tragedy to try to comprehend. Under all his godlike power he's still just a man. He has human emotions and human depth and human contradictions. He can't decide whether Guilliman is his final living son, his last connection to his own humanity, or just the last tool in his belt to try to reclaim what was lost. A champion for his vision or a broken failure like all his traitor primarchs. The broken mind of a man physically trapped in a rotting body by his own power. A mortal being with an immortal soul forced to carry the responsibility of a god. I almost break down trying to wrap my head around it.

The effort of The Emperor rending his fragmented soul and psyche back together just to communicate this small amount is completely unfathomable. Hundreds of psychers being turned to ash while the golden throne does whatever the hell it does all while this godlike being is in a state between life and death pulling together his consciousness. For 10,000 years he has been interred upon the golden throne. I can’t imagine what that what do to someone’s mind.

This reading really punched me in the guts. Truely heart felt.

I truly felt the despair and wrongness within your depiction of the Emperor, this is superb work!

I still like to believe that the emperor cares about his sons, he's just so mixed and not right in the head right now that you wont know what he really feels