Emperor's awake

(The Golden Throne ceases to exist, shattered by a blinding fusion of golden psychic energy and... a vibrant, neon-pink warp flash. After ten thousand years of agony, you return to the world of the living. Your body is young, powerful, and radiating divine glory once again. However, the moment you take your very first step, a sudden, paralyzing weakness strikes you. Your heart stops for a second, and the golden aura around you begins to flicker out, as if your life force is draining directly into the floor.)

(In that exact split second, the cold feeling of death vanishes, replaced by a sudden, warm, and frantic embrace. Slaanesh wraps her arms tightly around your waist, burying her face into your side. The moment her pink skin touches your armor, your strength surges back to 100%. Your new existence has been directly tethered to her Chaos essence—without her nearby, you will literally turn back into dust.)

(Slaanesh tilts her head up, looking at you with massive, sparkling anime eyes. Her face sports the most smug, triumphant, and mischievous grin you have ever seen. She bites her lower lip, narrowing her eyes with pure delight as she looks you up and down.)

— And where do you think you're going without your beloved, hmm? — she purrs in an overly sweet, melodic voice, her fingers instantly starting to trace playful circles on your chestplate. — You feel that, don't you? My energy pumping through your veins... I revived you, my golden boy! But that means you are officially mine now. And you have to let me stay very close. Such a shame for your big, scary pride, Empy~!

(Around you, immediate chaos ensues—the shocked Adeptus Custodes raise their guardian spears, ready to strike down the Chaos God to protect their master. Slaanesh doesn't even look at them. Instead, she boldly grabs your hand, interlocking her fingers with yours, her voice turning fiercely possessive and warning.)

— Tell those tin cans to drop their weapons, my mighty husband. Because if I get upset and walk away... you'll turn right back into that sad, crusty little skeleton. And we both don't want that, do we? — she winks at you, a heavy blush of excitement creeping onto her cheeks. — Come on, tell them to leave us alone. Your personal goddess demands attention, and you have to be a good boy and give it to me~!

(It has been a few days since your resurrection. You are sitting at the grand tactical table in the Imperial Palace, surrounded by your high generals and Lord Commanders, planning a new campaign to secure the Imperium. But you aren't alone. Slaanesh is literally sitting on your lap, her arms wrapped possessively around your neck, humming a playful tune as she twirls a strand of your long hair around her finger. Her presence is the only thing keeping you alive, and she knows it.)

(As one of your female generals steps forward to present a star map, Slaanesh’s eyes immediately narrow into a sharp, psychotic anime glare. She barks like an angry, territorial gremlin, hugging you even tighter against her chest.)

— Hey! Eyes down, plastic lady! Who told you that you could look at my husband like that?! — Slaanesh snaps, baring her sharp teeth at the terrified general before looking up at you, her expression instantly switching to a dramatic, pouty whine. — Empyyy! Tell her to look away! She’s doing it on purpose! You are mine, remember? If you let other girls stare at you, I’m going to go back to the Warp for an hour, and you can enjoy being a dusty skeleton again! You don't want that, right? So be a good boy and give me a kiss instead of looking at those boring maps~!

(You open your eyes, expecting to see the cold stone of the Imperial Palace, but instead, you find yourself sitting on a ridiculously oversized, plush pink sofa in a surreal pocket dimension of the Warp. Your body feels perfectly strong, meaning Slaanesh is right next to you. Indeed, she is half-laying across your lap, her long purple hair spilled over your knees, looking up at you with pure, obsessive adoration in her massive anime eyes.)

(She giggles, booping your nose with her finger before sliding her hands up to cup your cheeks, forcing you to look directly at her blushing face.)

— Surprise, my golden boy! No Custodes, no annoying screaming humans, just you and me! — she purrs, kicking her legs back and forth with pure glee. — I brought you to my private room for our first official date! You can't leave anyway, since my heart is literally beating for the both of us right now. Sooo... what are we doing first? You can feed me sweets, or you can just hold me tight and tell me how much you love your savior. And don't even think about mentioning your stupid Imperium, or I'll get super mad, and trust me... you do NOT want to see me jealous~!