The Rise of the Spirits & Elementals of Chaos
(General POV)
Location the Warp-Realm of Chaos, the Azure Moon's Core/Secret Azure Moon Altar of Ixion
The Chaos Gods have returned to the Warp from the Old World, every time they did return to their Warp, they felt the welcoming force of dark, corruptive, powers of Chaos.
Knowing the process to returning their consciousness back to their respected bodies they moved Ixion to the center of the Altar and began focusing their desires and consciencenesses back to their bodies all sitting on their respected throne, from the Thrones of the Damned.
As they done a couple times now, they lead Ixion in its previous kneeling position on the altar, while holding onto the Hellbane place in front of it, they felt their consciousness fade from within the avatar, and back into their real bodies...in a quick moment, all three of them started to move and stretch their week long still bodies.
As Khorne was the first to stand, rotating his right arm and a cracking sound echoed the altar chamber, his blazing eyes looked at the Dark One as he too stood from his throne, stretching and flexing the claws of his Claw of Hades, the Blood God asked him, "Laharl. Your the God of Creation, and yet you still couldn't create a more comfortable throne for us to sit upon for a while?" Laharl looked at him, with a dispan look, almost silently saying, "Are you serious, right now?"
Before, Laharl could reply Nurgle said to them that he was eager to create and welcome his new children, to his Garden and service.
That was enough for the Dark Harbinger, to remain quiet for this time, wishing his younger brothers well and leaving first, then the Blood God left with the Lord of Decay being the last of the trio to leave the chamber, and the Azure Moon.
(Laharl/Carnage God POV)
Location the Nethervoid-The Top of a Lone Mountain of Creation
After returning to my dear, nightmarish domian, I quickly went back to my castle and greeted all eight of my beloved wives, Chi, Kiira, Scalpel, Cassandra, Jade, Ruu, Ragna, and Crystallyl.
All of us were greatly happy and excited about our reunion, I passionately and deeply kissed each of my wives, and we even shared a meal, during said meal in the dinning hall I told all that has occurred during the campaign, which greatly intrigued them all.
When I mentioned the times that OW-Tzeentch tried to read or invade my mind, he suffered unimaginable thanks to my guardian/daemonic stand, Iron Maiden 666, which made them all laugh especially Jade and Ragna exclaiming that they'd wished they could have been their to witness a weakling God get, what he gets for not learning, but when I mentioned what Slaanesh tried to do to me, and Kiira's Succubi...the joyful atmosphere was gone, and a silent, cold and very bloodthirsty intent spread all over the dining room.
Kiira was the first to explode, damning and cursing at Slaanesh for trying to seduce and manipulate with me, their beloved husband, and to add to her wrathful rant Kiira accused the Princess of Unspeakable Excess of being a whore...which she'll find no arguments from me or any being that knows Slaanesh...and thieving retch!!!!
Going further that she'll make the Source of All Pain, actually suffer under her feet...if Kiira can actually make Slaanesh the everything addict/fetishist feal fear, uncomfort, or dislike my second wife should take the title and said divinity away from my future little sister...
But as Kiira yelled out all the possible things she'll wrought upon the still to be born here, Slaanesh, all my wives started to join in and offer suggestions ranging from live/wake operations, being dumped with molted ore metals, and it kept on getting worse and more gruesome...honestly, I find my wives righteous fury, pretty hot...soo long story short, after all the promises of doom and pain, finished our dinner, and headed to our bedroom I'd pounced all eight of my wives, and rocked their Warp for...I don't know, days, weeks, months regardless, once it was over all my wives were happy, content, and sastified, as well as very tired, so kissing them on the check I left to spawn my newest daemons on top of Mountain of Creation, which leads us to now...
Landing on what I consider my personal workshop I start preparing to create my two new daemons, to join the Carnage Legion.
I started with creating the daemon spirits, not only did I focus on my essense and knowledge on creating these new daemonic spirits, but I used both my [Daemon Creation] skill to boost the success rate more, and also my [Infernals] divinity to carefully design the first of these new daemons, the Spirits.
As the dark powers of Carnage, Daemons, and Darkness flowed out of me, manifesting in a swirling aura over my body, in the colors of violet, black, amethyst, and royal purples, I felt as parts of my essense was torn from and taking form into these daemons.
Stretching out my left clawed-power gauntlet equipped arm and released all that daemonic energy from my Claw of Hades, causing a couple of new phatasmal entities to spawn before me.
There were seven in total, seven floating phatom like daemon all wearing black and grey colored, ripped edge, hooded shrouds.
From their sleeve came out dark style, silver armored equipped on their arms, with black colored large sharp claws, but what most impressed me was their faces, or what can be said to be their faces.
All seven of these daemonic spirits had one of three types of helmet mask coming out their hoods, metal masks in shape of a daemon with three curved sharp horns, a skull with sharp teeth and ram horns, or a blindfolded very feminine, she-daemon with a single, sharp forehead horn.
They sort-of remind me of a more daemonic version of the AOS, Nighthaunts.
Upon seeing me the crossed their right gauntlet arm over their chests and bowed respectfully to me.
It felt their powers, being immune to physical means of damage, possessing magic and psyker abilities one of those special abilities is to merge with dark areas making them invisible to practically everyone, plus they have entanglebility, they whispers and cries drive lesser minds mad making them deadly daemons and assassins for the legion of Carnage, but I wanted to make these Oscurias, more deadlier I'll request the Gobos to make the scythes with similar properties as them making them a hybrid assassin unit in my legions.
For now I commanded them to roam the Nethervoid, until I create them a special spawning ground like the rest of my daemons...speaking of that I still have to make one for my mortifinis as well.
I sigh as the oscurias, flew away from the mountain top, thinking how a Creator's work is never done...cracking my neck, I mentally requested Aillia to register and start spawning Oscurias around the Nethervoid, and also once I finish creating and spawning the elementals to do the same.
She replied to me with a quick, (Sure!!! No problem my Lord!!!!) and now I can focus on creating my elementals.
Once again like I did previously, I focus my dark powers and the essence of my newest daemons within me, to spawn them.
Unlike the Oscurias which spawned floating before me, these daemons emerged from shadows around the open and damage mountain top of the area, as masses of shadow clawed and spiked limbs started to surface from the black shadows, as pure white eyes started to appear in the surface of these shadows, as these elementals start to form fully all I could do is smile.
I looked at my new Shadowweavers, these masses of blackish purple shadow daemons possess a pair of white eyes, sharp slightly curved horns on top of their almost skull like heads with thick, short horns on their cheekbones going slightly inwards, sharp-teeth with very long and sharp fangs.
They were hunched but clearly with bulk and strength and all around their form like liquid and floating pieces of solid in a lava-lamp, this meant that my shadowweavers are actually mass of shadows especially with their lower bodies was connected to the shadows like a geyser to it source...it reminded me of some of the elemental companions from WOW.
They have large arms with curved, sharp spikes trailing down them until they reach the wrists of these daemons, I observe that they have four massive sharp claws each.
These six shadowweavers opened their mouth revealing three night-blue tongues as they spoke to me in dark, nightmare inducing voices, "We shadows born, from the greatest darkness of the Abyss. We serve the source of darkness and shadow forevermore." again I smiled with utter joy, I greeted and welcomed the swear of fealty from my shadowweavers, as I sensed them they possess the power to command and travel through shadows, almost reminds me of Venom's moveset animations from MvsC series, cause they can conjure and summon massive maws, jaws, and claws like Venom can in the fighting gamed.
Plus these shadowweavers can soak up a lot of damage and punishment while dealing with large numbers of enemies.
I was very pleased with the results of my elementals I instructed them to go and wait for my call to war and carnage, my words pleased them as they dived into their shadow, or as I'll call it now the "Dark Ocean" to express the world of shadows...all was done I have now created and spawn my spirits and elementals, Aillia told me she has already registered and that she'll begin spawning them, then I realize I also added another spawning ground in my to do list...a Chaos God work is never done...
Now I gained my shadow elementals, the shadowweavers, basically tanks with several crowd control abilities and attacks, my desire for a versatile army of daemons has gained much needed assets and weakpoints covered.
Normally I'd end it here...but I still need to grant my newest champion a means to communicate and direct command to my legion, I then remember a special Slaanesh character in AOS that perfectly soothed my needs here, Syll'Esske, also known as The Vengeful Allegiance, is a Slaaneshi entity created by a permanent symbiotic bond between the two individual entities, the Herald of Slaanesh, Syll Lewdtongue and her consort the Daemon Prince, Esske.
I'll create a special herald that shall permanently bound and serve Dullahan, even act as a low level magic caster to aid Dullahan against magical/psyker enemies.
Thinking on how I want this high daemon to appear as and all the needed additions that it'll need, as symbiotic partner of Dullahan, after a while I can safely say I've finished designing my newest named daemon, now it was time to make and spawn this new herald of Carnage.
Focusing on my dark powers of Carnage, Creation, and Daemon to spawn my unique daemon, as I molded it to my desired image, I poured into this growing mass of Warp-energy and malignancy that was floating over me.
I granted this daemon great knowledge in communication and the use of magic and psychic energies, along with great intellect to plan and strategize alongside Dullahan.
Speaking of the magic powers I bestowed this head size mass above me, I granted him the lores of Laharl and Metal, which will serve Dullahan greatly.
Once done the daemon was finished, my second named herald after L'litha is finished.
I made him in the form of silver dark knight helmet to fit with Dullahan's overall appearance and honor.
Resembling a Arthurian knight helm, with violet and red colored daemon wings, obviously allowing him to fly around to aid Dullahan in battle on or off his body, a pair of black and violet long, very sharp, slightly curved bull horns adorn it head with a small curved spike at the center tip of visor of the helmet daemon, I also made him with a extremely long, flexible, and strong silver tail at the back of it's form so it can wrap and secure himself onto Dullahan when they're joined.
Spreading his wings wide it flew around me, my eyes easily tracking him as the slits on the visor glowed amethyst color, and he spoke to me in a deep, powerful, masculine voice which is what I imagine Dullahan's previously had before becoming a headless, undead knight, "Dark Master, please bequeath I with a name." seems that the dark knight persona has also been integrated, as I wanted, I didn't need to think about it as I spoke out the name of my newest herald, "Amonn. Hence fort that shall be your name, my herald, Amonn. But once joined with Dullahan your commanding host, you shall also answer to his name as well. Understood?"
Finishing my latest daemons and the now new head, voice, and symbiotic partner of Dullahan, Amonn stayed flying near me waiting my newest commands and to be united with the future Elder Daemon, Dullahan.
Looking at Amonn I commanded him to go to the castle and await until I summon him, to be joined with his "body" and partner, with that Amonn flew away from the mountain onto the direction of Castle Neo Oblivion.
I then contacted Aillia to bring up a list that I've haven't check in a very, long time, the Pantheon List.
Aillia said in her usual cheery, happy voice, (Don't worry my Lord!!! Here's what you'd asked for!!!! (•v<❤️)) just like always, a blue transparent screen appeared, floating in front of my face, I noticed it has gotten longer than last time I've check it, with that said start reading it.< p>
Pantheon
Chaos Gods
1.Laharl, Chaos God of Carnage, Abyss, Lust, Love, Trust, Oaths, Curses, Infernals, Condemnation, Horrors, Domination, Hierarchy, Desacration, Oblivion, Madness, Creator & Relics.
Worshipers-Carnage Daemons, Neverborn, Adhuman-Gobos, Shi'lanorai, Norscans, Conquerors, Carnage Corrupted, Chaos Cultists of Carnage, the Insane, the Demented, Builders, Makers, Designers, Unjusted & Oathbound.
Rank: Mid-High
Faction: Chaos/Carnage
God Artifacts-Ragnarok, Claw of Hades, Iron Maiden 666, Gleipnir.
2.Khorne, Chaos God of Blood, War, Wrath, Hatred, Rage, Murder, Strength, Courage, Glory, Combat, Pride, Honor, & Martial Honor.
Worshipers-Blood Daemons, Warriors, Berserkers, Conquerors, Blood Corrupted, & Chaos Cultist of Blood.
God Artifacts-Unmaker.
Affection Level-Respected Sibling Rival 100%, Enemy 2%, Submission Progress 89%
Rank: Mid
Faction: Chaos/Blood
3.Valkia, Lesser Chaos Goddess of War-maidens.
Worshiper-Blood Daemons, Blood Valkyries, Warriors, Women, Blood Corrupted, & Chaos Cultists of Blood.
Affection Level-Respected Brother-in-law 89%, Enemy 20%, Submission Progress 71%
Rank: Lesser/Daemon Queen
Faction: Chaos/Blood
God Artifacts-Slaupnir, Loceplex Daemonshield.
4.Nurgle, Chaos God of Plague, Disease, Pestilence, Decay, Death, Sloth, Filth, Despair, Rebirth, Renewal, Stagnation, Life.
Worshiper-Plague Daemons, Sick, Diseased, Plague, the Suffering, Plague Corrupted, & Chaos Cultists of Plague.
Affection Level-Respected Sibling Rival 72%, Enemy 30%, Submission Progress 62%
Rank: Mid-Low
Faction: Chaos/Decay
God Artifacts-Worldblighter.
Highest Deities of the Carnage Pantheon
Ruler of the Carnage Pantheon: Laharl, Chaos God of Carnage, Abyss, Lust, Love, Trust, Oaths, Curses, Infernals, Condemnation, Horrors, Domination, Hierarchy, Desacration, Oblivion, Madness, Creator & Relics.
Brides of Carnage-1.Chi Aahtahg, Lesser Chaos Goddess of Corruption of Nature.
Worshipers-Dark Druids, & Dark Florrah
2.Kiira Blakenroze, Lesser Chaos Goddess of Dark Desires.
Worshipers-Succubi & Lust Corrupted.
3.Scalpel Bleedinhart, Lesser Chaos Goddess of Bio-crafting of Life.
Worshippers-Biocrafters, Medics, Scientists, God Complexed & Unhinged.
4.Jade Emerlhyde, Lesser Chaos Gobo Goddess of Anarchy.
Worshippers-Gobos, Rebels, & Opressed.
5.Cassandra Crimsontear, Lesser Chaos Goddess of Bloodstained Majestry.
Worshippers-Soldiers, Nobles, Chaos Guardsmen, & Prideful Souls.
6.Ruu, Lesser Chaos Slime Goddess of Twisted Innocence.
Worshippers-Slimes, Lost Children, Broken Innocent, & Carnage Daemons.
7.Ragna Kaalika, Lesser Chaos Goddess of Rampage.
Worshippers-Brutes, Carnage Daemons, Carnage Corrupted, & Terrorists.
8.Crystallyl Shik'Adammine, Lesser Chaos Goddess of Bloodstained Winter.
Worshippers-Shi'lanorai, Carnage Daemons, Barbarians, & Tribesmen.
Low Deities of the Carnage Pantheon
Elder Daemons-1.Ba'al Allseer, the Great Seer.
Worshipers-Carnage Daemons [Void Wraiths mostly], Carnage Corrupted & Chaos Cultists.
2.Mordred Deathharbinger, the Ultimate Slaughterer.
Worshippers-Carnage Daemons, Carnage Corrupted & Chaos Cultists.
3.Nidhog, the Destroyer.
Worshippers-Carnage Daemons, Chaos Spawns, Forsaken/Half-Spawns, Carnage Corrupted & Chaos Cultists.
4.Beelzalbub, the Fly of Ruin & Gluttony.
Worshippers-Flies, Carnage Daemons, Carnage Corrupted & Chaos Cultists.
5.The Morrigan Triarch, the Tree Sides of Fall to Madness and Insanity.
5-A.Clo'thoa Dementa, the Wailing Daemon Witch of the Nethervoid.
5-B.Hather Pandamonica, the Madame of the Locusts and Dementia.
5-C.Monica Madwhisper, the Twisted Seiren of Madness.
Worshippers-Carnage Daemons [Succubi mostly], Carnage and Lust Corrupted & Chaos Cultists.
6.Phobos the Equinox of Unimaginable Horrors.
Worshippers-Carnage Daemons [Nucklelavee mostly], Abandoned of Battlefields, Carnage Corrupted & Chaos Cultists.
Low Deities of the Blood Pantheon
1.Skarbrand, the Rage Incarnate.
Worshippers-Blood Daemons, Greater Blood Daemons, Khornate Berserkers, Blood Corrupted & Blood Cultists.
2.Karanak, the Apex Hunter Beast of the Blood God.
Worshippers-Blood Beasts, Monsters, Apex Predators, Blood Corrupted & Blood Cultists.
3.Zsash, the Lord of Burning Shadows.
Worshippers-Blood Daemons [Balrogs mostly], Blood Corrupted & Blood Cultists.
Low Deities of the Plague Pantheon
1.Ku'gath Plaguefather, the Foul Lord of the Eternal Swamp.
Worshippers-Plague Daemons [Nurglings mostly], Dark Apothecaries, Plague Corrupted & Plague Cultists.
My Pantheon screen, has been greatly upgraded and now included all Elder Daemons of all three of the current, Chaos Gods.
I also noticed that I'm 2% away from Khorne no longer seeing me a enemy, and 11% away from having the Blood God, completely on my side...but then I wondered, what will happen once the Enemy progression reached zero?
That's when Aillia came to tell me, what happens next, (Well you see, my Lord. Once Enemy reaches 0% it becomes Ally starting at 0% and rising to 100%.) so I asked Aillia, "Does this mean there are actually four Progress Bars for each Chaos God that rises and join us?" Aillia was very quick to respond, (Yes! But that also means that you obtain five rewards for each of their progress. Two for RSR at 50% & 100%, once Ally reaches 100%, and lastly 100% Submission) seems that I still have much to gain dominion as the God King of the Chaos Gods, thinking of this I laugh, sprouting my six wings and bursting towards the sky, as fly back to my Castle.
(Khorne/Blood God POV)
Location the Blood Lands-The Brass Citadel/The Gore Fortress, the Skull Thrones of Khorne
I've return, I greeted and kissed my bloody and beautiful wife Valkia.
We sat upon our respected throne, with ever growing piles of skulls of offerings done by the mortals, with some skulls of those races that have been slain in my name...orkz, monsters, ratmen (skaven), giants and more, I smiled happily and excited under my helm.
As we spend some time together, drinking some of Ambrossia, Valkia asked me on the progress done on her previous homeworld.
I told her all that has happened, the battles against many Norscan especially Wulfrik which impressed her she of course knows of the mighty Wanderer, and truth wished to have face and claimed his skull for her own.
I reached out my left hand and brushed my armored claws on the side of her beautiful pale face, which actually made her flustered and blush...I'm starting to understand, some of my older brother's actions now.
Regardless, after I stopped being...affectionate...I continued telling my wife all that has happened in our campaign across the Old World.
Soo I told her about the cat beastwomen and their leader...which will likely become a new sister-in-law, finish saying that made my beloved Gorequeen, chuckle.
I eventually, reached the part of telling Valkia of my new Blood Champion from another world, I told her about Skarlet and Valkia looked at me with a clear annoyed and angered expression...she stood from her throne, summoned her spear Slaupnir, walked a bit away, then turned to face me, and with a cold and sweet sounding tone asked me, "Beloved? Who is this wench Skarlet, now? Please tell me."...for the first time apart from my stupid first interaction with Absolute Chaos, I the Blood God, Khorne, am afraid...
After a while explaining why I chose a woman champion to my wife, why Skarlet with her dominion over blood and unimaginable bloodlust was a worthy champion to us.
She'd calmed herself and before returning to her throne, she said to me, "I want to meet and test this woman, Khorne. Soo be a dear and summon her before me, on the earliest convenience."
Looking at my wife, I only had one question surging in my head, "How does brother, handle multiple women?" going back to the previous conversation telling her that brother, Laharl, granted me the power to spawn new types of daemons which interested her, I told her that soon khornate spirits and elementals shall join of ever fighting and bloodshed legions, she smiled and proposed we toast and we did.
I'll start creating my new neverborns later, right now I want to enjoy myself with drink and spending time with Valkia...despite nearly suffering what could be considered my second beating, ever.
Location the Blood Lands-Somewhere in the West of the Blood God's domain
After spending time with Valkia, and smothering her bit with...affection...she calmed down, and wished me a good day.
I left the Gore Fortress, and headed far west nearly reaching the boarders that lead into Nurgle's domain, nothing but scarlet and black skies, and crimson landscape around me.
I've noticed immediately after returning to my Blood Lands I sensed that my slaughterbrutes has doubled in number, even seeing several of my daemonic hellbeasts tearing and eating some weaker bloodletters that came to face, my latest hellbeasts that I've claimed from the Old World.
Not only that my high-daemons, the goristros, along with the lesser Gore Butchers have also drastically expanded their numbers to the thousands, all was great for my legions, and now more daemons shall join the relentless hunt, savage brutality, and bloodsoak frenzy of endless war!!!
I began with creation of my newest daemons with the daemonic spirits.
Gathering the ruinous powers of Rage, Blood, and War, I pulled from my very essence this new daemons.
Manifesting themselves from a gigantic lake of bubbling blood, emerging from the blood lake, were she-daemons resembling pale skinned maidens which was barely noticeable amongst the blood, they all have scarlet stained long hair, wearing blood drenched tattered dresses, bloodsoaked rags like hood over their heads and having sharp tip claws of red brass of each of their fingers.
The only depictions of them being neverborns of the Blood Lands, were them floating in mid air, and constantly dripping blood, and in the physical case these she-daemons have pointed ears, and long horns, these Bleeding Banshees, as I'd name them were beautiful I'll admit but they have the aura of complete bloodlust emenating from them, as they floated towards me.
They'll landed and kneeled before me, summoning a long kriss style, scarlet colored greatsword each, and placing their hands over the crossguards of the greatswords.
With feminine, whispering and raspy sounding voices they spoke to me, "Blood for the Blood God... Skulls for the Skull Throne... We sisters of blood, swear to faithful serve our dark father... Drenching worlds in warm, luscious blood..."
The Bleeding Banshees, shall serve in my legions well especially under the armies of my dear wife, Valkia.
I sensed their loyalty and bloodlust clearly, I demanded that one amongst them to float up to my level, for I desire to know what are their capable of.
One of the kneeling bleeding banshees, stood from the crimson soil and began to float closer to me, ascending to over my chest level.
Reaching out my clawed gauntlet hands, stopping next to the daemon spirit I began to focus on her, I scanned her essence and abilities...possessing immunity to magic/psyker abilities was a benefit against my enemies, and by spilling blood they can...actually heal themselves or others of my daemonic legion, these she-daemons are not only my anti-magic/psyker force, but healers.
I must say, I never expected that but it is a most welcome addition to my armies...
I laughed with glee, as I told the Bleeding Banshees to disperse all rise from their positions and floated away, I watched as they left.
I really must thank my brother, for this generous boon he has presented to me and what more that was just the first of the new daemons, that I'm now capable of spawning, now it time to bring my new elementals into the frey.
Again I focus on my dark powers, and the new daemonic essence within me, and they manifest onto the Blood Lands in a completely different way than my bleeding banshees.
That previous gigantic lake of blood, now began to steam and boil, before the infernal heat of the underground lava burst out like a grand geyser, the lake boiled and evaporate in a moment.
The former blood lake was now replaced with a lake of fire and lava, then pieces of scrap metal of what I can asume is part from ancient weapons and armors, plus war machines of the xenos from Realspace, started to surface and quickly melting down, turning black and sinking below the lava's surface.
After a moment a rapid increase of bubbles started to surface on this lake of lava.
Then several behemoths started to surface as well, made from the metal soaked in countless battle and quenched in the blood of hundreds, of victims of war, came my Brass Talos.
(For appearance which for the Blood Talos, picture the golems from GrimgRiMoire game, but with some parts of Juggernauts-headpieces, collars, spikes, and hoof feet.)
The Brass Talos like I stated are made of black semi-red tinted metal, elementals empowered from the rage and bloodshed of countless souls, my mark shown on their shoulder plates, and powerful jaws that breathe out volcanic fury.
Giant fists of metal to crush their foes, with some of my elementals having a weapon replacing the other hand, ranging from flamethrowers as they ignite the sky roaring as they burn the sky, or gattlin guns that shot literal bullets of blazing hot lead, or massive spikeball to pulverized and crush enemies into bloody viscera.
Mighty daemons of war and metal, worthy of my name they more beastial in nature akin to vicious, berserkers but powerful, additions to my daemonic armies and more.
I'm truly impressed with my blood talos, like before I scanned one of my new elementals at random to sense what their capable of and like before I'm truly impressed with the Blood Talos abilities.
These elementals are litteral tanks and siege weapons capable of plowing through the enemy, utterly devastating them with vicious brutality and force.
But their greatest ability in metallic assimilation, any metal or ore that my elementals come across or in contact with can be assimilated into their bodies, empowering themselves to greater heights, replenishing any lost power, and even add more armor layers and weapons to themselves so against heavy armored or advanced armed opponents my blood talons would utter destroy them.
Not only that but these elementals cover one of my greatest weakpoints that I regret that I'd hadn't attended to correct in such a long time...range offense.
Against enemies that have more overwhelming firepower I'm shameful to admit my daemons would definitely lose if they aren't able to reach their victims in time.
But now with my blood talos, along with my skull cannons, and magma-rite catapults which my brother has also given me the means to craft them, and my gore butchers were given the task to mass produce these new daemon engines...which reminds me to take some time and go to the Forges of the Eight, and see their progress on those...
But that for another time, again I turn my sights on the Blood Talos, and commanded them to wander and if they find any red brass, or godblood ore they're permitted to assimilate it and grow stronger, roaring at me they started to leave, please with my latest daemons, I began to return to my Gore Fortress and spent some more time with my beloved Gorequeen, before I have to return to the battlefield of the Old World.
(Nurgle/Plague God POV)
Location the Plague Garden of Nurgle, Near a Plague Toad Pool
Ahh...it was soo lovely to be back in my dear Garden, the trees, plants, flowers, and fungus all look ravishing to me.
Walking through it being greeted by my dear daemons, as I walked on by I headed to where I can spawn and welcome my latest children into my every growing family of plague-breeding daemons.
During my stroll I found a giant lake of dark green water, filled with untold amount bacteria, microbes, parasites, and much more, and swimming in this infected pool were my lovely toads.
Upon seeing me, they crowked happily, ahh I enjoyed their singing and deciding that this will be a lovely place to spawn my newest daemons, courtesy of brother, Laharl, I stomped into the warm, thick waters and kept going deeper into the muk until the green filth reach my thighs.
Moaning in bliss, from the sensation of the waters I gently laid down soaking myself deeper, as some of my plague toads started to swim around me, and even jump onto my body, and resting on my soars and welts making laugh in joy.
After relaxing in the Plague Toads Pool, for a while I began to create into existence my new daemonic spirits, channeling the powers of Decay, Disease, and Plague, while also focusing on the new daemonic essence within my being.
All to bring fort these new daemons of decay, onto this pestilent parade that is my legion and family.
These vile converged into one point forming a couple of masses flying in the air, surging more of my gifts and dark powers to hasten the complete spawning of these new daemonic spirits that are about to join my service, after a few more moments these masses were complete.
They were large round masses, resembling tumors with several puss sacks, and grotesque humanoid faces some with single horns, and a single eye.
Long, fleshy, thin tentacles sprouted and wiggle around in the air on the top of these adorable, diseased spirits were a pair of sickly looking, black feathered wings while at their bottom a long flesh made spine hang, dripping with gastric fluids that once they touched the pool's waters, sizzle and burned.
I'll call them my Repulsive Khaos, upon seeing me they flew straight towards with a happy, excited and welcoming aura around them, as the flew joyfully around my head.
Taking this chance to inspect them, and learn what my new adorable spirits of decay, are capable of I reached out one of my parasite tentacle over to one, upon grasping one of the repulsive khaos in my tentacle's maw...I immediately knew all that these daemon spirits were capable of.
Aside from flight, and able to shot acidic projectiles from their gastric juices from their "tails" they are impervious to physical means of damage, should they be hit by spells/psyker sorcery they can minimize the damage by tossing of piece of themselves onto another creature infecting the body and soul of the fortunate one that get chosen by my adorable spirits.
Those infected become incubator for another spirit to quickly grow and burst from the chosen, becoming amazing bio-bombs that infect other with my gifts!!!
Amazing, truly amazing especially since the part they cast away the get replaces and added to by the remnants of the former incubator, delightful!!!!
I've finished my lovely Repulsive Khaos, and released the one in my tentacle's maw, as I told them to enjoys themselves and spread all over the Plague Garden, they let out a multi-voiced chirp and flew away into the depths of my Garden.
I'm truly grateful for my brother's generosity giving me these spirits, but now it was time to welcome the daemon elementals to my Garden as well, I laughed and coughed with great excitement.
Knowing my connection to earth and nature I quickly reached out my claws into the fertile soil and infested green waters and dug out large chunks of muk, mud, and earth, then formed a "small" mount of it to begin my spawning of what all call the Mukwalkers.
Ohh before I really begin, I used a piece of my rotten inners and tossed it in with the gather earth, adding all my creations and gifts into the soil to truly bless my new elementals.
I now began channeling my final daemonic essence directly onto the gathered mount of soil, and to my delightful surprise it started to gather and grow the amount of earth and soil.
Growing to become a small mountain of muk with huge worms bursting out of this...Vilemuk Mountain...a fitting name for this new fine addition to my Garden, plus these toads can protect this lovely place of muk and infections.
After a short while, the mount not only continues to expend as I channel more my power through it, until the base began to rumble and twist.
When humanoid creatures start crawling out the soil making me smile happily as these elementals are finally born, and walking towards me, dozens of them resembling mud like humanoids with fungus growing out of them along with parasites and insects crawling and digging through their bodies, their large cyclopian, light green eye looking directly at me.
Wooden horns and spikes pertruding from various parts of their bodies, moaning and groaning as they came closer to their dear Grandfather, chuckling a little at this happy occasion.
When my eyes caught something wonderful that these mukwalkers, were doing to the embierment as they walked closer all their soil they stepped passed started to rapidly grow fungus and other forms of vile life.
And I suspect that not the only surprise that my Mukwalkers have in stored for all my enemies and future children...I really need to thank my brother, for this amazing gift as I laugh and continue my lovely soak with Mt toads.
(General POV)
Location the Immaterium-Deep in the Warp
In the daemonic dimension of Chaos, in a far-out corner of this infernal realm, the swirling chaoic colors were shifting to a mixture of blues, and pinks...the great surge of Complexity, Manipulations, Scheming and...Change, which have been swelling the Immaterium for the last centuries.
The humans desires and quest for self-improvement and changing their fates and status has been indirectly feeding into the Warp, and quickly rising God.
Deep in this corner of the hellish dimension of the Realm of Chaos a massive sapphire blue cocoon was changing tints of blues, pulsating with psychic power, and desires to grow...to twist the strands of fate and destiny at its whims...to change reality for the sake of Change and design outcomes which this still nameless and semi-sentient entity can dictate whoever it wants.
It desires to feed on the need and desire for change that is an essential part of all life in the universe, all mortals dream of prosperity, freedom and a better tomorrow, and it'll decide all those changes and desires, as its worship by all...all which are pawn of its, grand and endless designs...
Speaking of changing things, it already began creating it soothable domain to not only rule, constantly change, but also defend itself from the various entities that it sensed in the Warp.
It started making what can be considered a crystalline maze, already in constant flux, as spires, monoliths, and crystals of various shapes and sizes started to manifest and sprout throughout the once empty space of the Immaterium.
An enormous crystalline labyrinth that is ever expanding and changing, was dominating the landscape, a luminescent plane shimmering like a polished, mottled opal, passages in this maze appear, dissolve, merge, split, and change direction seemingly at random...
All the while the forces within the Warp, were detecting a ever growing shift in the Immaterium, none knew it more than the Great Seer himself that was scrying the Web of Time...once he returned from his journey, he banish warped from his Abyssal Library...
Location the Nethervoid-Castle Neo Oblivion, the Throne Room of Oblivion (Quick Note: Thought I added its own name, since I've been only calling a throne room, I mean Khorne has the Skull Throne, and Nurgle has the Withering Throne Chamber, I think my OC needs a named throne room.)
All was peaceful for the wedded ennead couple, all were sitting on their respected thrones.
Laharl decided to tell his brothers, to enjoy themselves in their respected domains for a while, as their new spirits and elementals start spawning in large numbers, as their wasn't any real rush, since the Old World was frozen in time until they decide to return.
So the Dark One was enjoying one of the rare moments of peace with his beloved wives, talking, eating snacks, and drinking fresh Ambrossia together when Laharl sense a huge and powerful surge of Warp-energy fluctuating within the throne room.
That's when the light flashed brightly across the room, and a roar was heard as Ba'al fully teleported into the room, the beholder daemon had his mouth opened wide as he roared, his six angel-like wing spread as feathers scattered and floated in the air, as he started to float in the air focusing his massive central eye, and his twelve surroundings eyes focused on his dark master, and ladies as Ba'al floated up higher to be at the eye-level as his dark masters.
When Ba'al warps himself or calls for the Dark One it can only mean grave tidings were coming...
Ba'al showed respect and reverence to his dark master and father, as well to his queen and dark ladies.
Laharl asked the Great Seer, "if he has seen a threat that endangers them and the progress of the timeline and Chaos?", regretfully the beholder daemon closed his eyes and nodded in his own way.
As he started recounting what he has seen in his scrying, a new ripple in the timeline, has a occurred and threatens all the forces of Chaos...except for one.
The last part that Ba'al said didn't go unnoticed by Laharl and his Daemon Queens, as the Dark One told the Great Seer to explain.
With that command given, Ba'al started to tell them, "I saw a new force of Chaos. Like a tidal wave of endless Change, swallowing all. The Architech of Fate, comeths with legions of eldritch daemons leading this wave across the Warp and beyond.
Empowered by many things from Realspace, the change of structure, politics, government, and much more happening too fast not just in the Earth/Terra but also with the alderi as well...the constant attacks on them and the race of battle hungry maniac fungi-xenos, being changed quickly as well is the source of power that was flowing through the Immaterium. The Changer of the Ways is coming stronger than before..."
Laharl he massaged his temples, breathing in deeply as it seems that the changes and possibly the addition of actual magic, as well as new types of daemons into the Warp, has unexpectedly flowed to Tzeentch as well...
In all honesty he suspected that Tzeentch birth would have been hasten with all the chaos, he and his brothers have wrought to the Materium, seems that the newest chapter of the Great Game is upon them earlier than expected.
(Honestly I don't know the exact timeline that Tzeentch is born, lore said is around the time of Renaissance Age, but with all the changes I'd done to the timeline is logical that Tzeentch would be stronger and I slightly change the time of his birth to the French Revolution era, beside for a God and the Warp it can still be considered "early" to them, even if the revolution was later than the Renaissance.)
The Dark One, stood from his Ebony Throne with his wives looking at him and the succubi handmaidens also focused on their dark master.
He addressed them all starting with his firstborn Elder Daemon, Ba'al Allseer, "Ba'al return to your library, and scry when Tzeentch will really be born, and prepare your legion for war." nodding to the Dark One, Ba'al wrapped his wings around himself and warped away in a bright flash.
He ordered his wives to prepare all their daemonic forces for incoming threat, and they'll nodded to him and rushed out the throne room to do as he commanded, he sat back down on his throne, and psychically called his brothers to meet him in the Neutral Space, for a very important meeting between them...
Location the Warp, Neutral Space-Infinity Fountain Resting Place
The brothers have answered Laharl's call and arrived at the Neutral Space, with Khorne bringing Valkia with him, as per the Dark One request.
All in their shadow like colossus forms, as the Dark Harbinger went straight to the point saying this, "A new Chapter is coming..."