Chapter 104: The Great Rage Comes for the Aldari
(Khorne POV)
Location the Blood Lands, Brass Citadel, upon the Skull Throne of Khorne
It has been some time since my discussions and revelations with my brother Laharl, while both grateful and some bit annoyed, he healed me.
This served to finally focus on other things that are more important, like gaining more power and influence to dominate all!!!
Tightening my grip on my brass gauntlet, I have already begun stacking my claim on the countless worlds and souls within the Materium as my brother said it was quite true while humans did have a mayor role in my birth and ascension as a God, a needed more to not only conquer all remaking into my image of none ending battleground that blood flows as water, but also make my older brother and future younger siblings submit to me.
Laharl's words still echo in my mind, which regrettably brought clarity that I must focus on more than human if I desire to overcome him and the others to claim the throne of Chaos itself!!!
I laugh as I turn my gaze towards the hellscape of my realm watching as more and more daemons are spawn in legion, all waging endless bloody battle and war in my name!!!
As blood flows from both the Warp and Materium I feel my power expand, and I will it out the Mortal Realm of countless souls eager to fall into the thrall of conflict, to bath in unending amount of crimson blood, and to become the greatest and strongest warriors in the Galaxy!!!
All to favor and praise me, the Lord of Skulls and Battle as my thoughts wonder I can sense countless of worlds were mortals are either killing, or fighting indirectly feeding my divinity and might...ahhh glorious.
Just as my brother suggested, I've expanded my focus beyond humans, finding the greenskined xenos especially enjoyable while their Gods are amongst the few deities that I've come to learn and begrudgingly respect Gork and Mork don't interfere much with my influence, they actually enjoyed the challenge the two twins, crave more destruction and bloodshed hence them and their followers serving to further empower myself.
Even managed to infect with my power and bless some of the more brutal Warbosses across the galaxy, creating what I call Blood Megaorkz, using the crude words of these brutish aliens, their bigger, meaner, stronger, brutaler, and killary...
I'll never say these words again, even in my mind...grunting on the slight headache I've cause myself, while I focus the aching away, I cause a surge of rage to spread once again across Warp and beyond, just like when I've called my brother some time ago.
These Warbosses were my unconscious champions, my influence was suddel apart from horns, spikes, and some red coloration none have been able to realize that not only they serve Gork and Mork, but me as well and with that several worlds were falling into my thrall, even underneath the Twins noses.
This amuse me while brutal mindless xenos, my brother was right these orkz will serve me greatly in my conquest, especially once I unleash them on other worlds, first being a specific sector that was under the effects of my rage.
I kept my sight on that particular part of Realspace, which has greatly been affected by my power and rage.
Turning the small sector of three planets into a crimson and brass galaxy sector under constant influence of my power, many creatures have already shown signs of mutation and started heeding my call the Waagh of many of chosen Warbosses will serve as perfect warriors as I focus on other worlds and races to corrupt, like the Eldar...
Just thinking of them makes me laugh, these xenos have served me well countless skulls of the alderi now join the ever growing collection of my throne!!!
Ever since those xenos sorcerers dared to use their weak psychic powers to force their way onto my realm!!!
I have been rewarding them for their foly I infected not only the ones that enter my domain with the ruinous power of rage and bloodlust, but I slowly been corrupting each of the Eldars Homeworlds at the edge of the singularity I created.
One of these worlds tried to escape my grasp, only to lead me to a greater prize...the planet Haash...
Haash hosted over millions of eldar souls, all swiftly fell into my corruption, embracing the rage, bloodlust, and forsaking brotherhood, family bounds, and the weak dependence on the cowardly powers of sorcery.
Countless xenos waging battle and murder against one another in my name, and more eldars enter the planet they only fell into the glorious chaos that is battle and blood, my now loyal followers of Haash offered me worship and praise unlike anything I've felt since ascending.
While they were still many that refused the blessing of the Blood God, they still served as nourishment for me as my warriors hunted down these cowards and offered their skulls and blood to me, I originally planned on having them fight and kill until a worthy champion emerge amongst them to led my army of blood corrupted eldars through this Webway, spreading my influence beyond Realspace, and I Khorne would have achieved something not even my brother Laharl has done.
But it...all...failed!!!!
By the hands of some Eldar Prince name Alaeden who enter my newest world, and defied me!!!!
A great battle soon occurred between my loyal, corrupted Eldar, and the Prince's forces it was glorious, as blade clashed against blade, blood poured and stained the very air of the planet, despite my enemy resorting to weak sorcery I will admit they were great, skilled warriors amongst them.
I've tried to whisper and temp them into falling into their more primal instincts, to forsake sorcery and embrace the ways of Khorne!!!
They refused me!!!!
Enraged by this disrespect, I bended the Warp around Haash and empowered all my followers, blessing them all with the thirst...
The thirst for blood, becoming true berserkers and embracers of wrath...violence...murder...and chaos...
The battle turned to my favor, I was tempted to open rifts into my realm and allow my legions to join the bloodshed when...
Alaeden decided to run away instead of facing death like true warrior, the damned coward!!!
Not only did he flee battle with his army, he stole those that were mine residents of Haash escaping through a personal Webway point, and...and!!!!
The Damn Mortal Xeno...DESTROYED THE WEBWAY CONNECTION OF HAASH STRANDING THE PLANET, AND MY FOLLOWERS INTO THE SAID WORLD DISRUPTING ALL MY PLANS!!!!!!!
As I roared and raged of the meer memory of that...that defeat on Haash, my realm trembles at my rage.
Tightening the grip of the armrests of my throne, growling as I tightened shut my eyes, causing volcanos to erupt not only in my Blood Lands but also the world corrupted by my power.
As my blazing eyes opened, I focused myself and spoke, " Skarbrand!!!" summoning the best of my Greater Daemons to my side.
In only a few moments my servent appeared before me, the Bloodthirster armed with twin mighty axes, stomping his hooven feet upon the red earth walking towards me, he drove his axes on the ground kneeling before me with his deep red wings folded behind the mighty daemon, with a lower head as a show of respect and reverence Skarbrand spoke, "Great Dark Father of Blood and Fury!!! I, Skarbrand, answer your call. What do you wish of me?" observing my mightiest daemon servant.
I reached out my right arm, pointed my index finger to Skarbrand, and gave my orders to the bloodthirster "Skarbrand!!! There are worlds in the Materium that will soon become a mighty battle against the xenos. The Eldar. I want their souls, and if I can't have them willingly..." lowering my arm, as Skarbrand looks up to me, I finish my command "...than give me their skulls!!!! Go!!! You shall be apart of this battle with sixty-four of my legions under your command."
As I sat back down on my throne, Skarbrand nodded his head, began to stand and pick up his axes when I spoke again, "And Skarbrand. Don't. Fail. Me..." my voice filled with the intention and promise of pain, should he fail, Skarbrand stood still for a moment before grabbing the handle of his axe and walk away.
I swear that the eldar will all feel my wrath while I thought of the incoming slaughters, I felt a strong psychic force emanating from the Materium.
Before I could see what was creating this bloodlust and desire of battle, I felt another familiar presence, seems my brother has also taken an interest in this anomaly...
(General POV)
Location the Warp, overseeing the Materium
The two Chaos Gods, observed quietly as the Urlthawai and the Prince Alaeden spoke, many of those souls were filled with so much rage, vengeance, bloodlust, darkness, lust and more that is shun a beacon to both Khorne and Laharl.
They were amused with what the Alderi were planning, but both were more interested in the more primal, and tribal like amongst the farseers, a female eldar called Nagi'ish who show great promise to both Dark Gods, as she basically insulted, and refused to be subservient to the prince, further making her desirable to the Dark One and the Blood God when she left, so did the two brothers who seems that they have another matter to discuss...
In the midst of the swirling nightmarish dimension, once called the Sea or Realm of Souls, now known as the Warp, home to two divine dark entities and much more horrific things.
At that moment, two shadowy titanic figures were manifesting far away from both their own respected realm, this empty space within the Immaterium one shadow having the colors of red, crimson, and brass showings through the blackness as smoke and fire make this shadow this is Khorne, the Chaos God of Blood second born godly ruler of the Warp, just before him...
Another titanic shadow of violet, purple, and burgundy with three great wings of shadow, the shadow and darkness swirling, and swaying around the masses as living creatures that made this figure, this is Laharl, the Chaos God of Carnage firstborn godly ruler of the Warp, once again these brothers meet to "peacefully" discuss their latest interest on a certain eldar woman.
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