Bab 241: Daemon Prince, Kholek Suneater
(Laharl/Carnage God POV)
Location the Nethervoid-Castle Neo Oblivion/The Throne Room
After I finished creating the new homeworld for the Dragon Ogres, and in turned made the Naraka Sector within the Immaterium, I flew back to my own realm to contact my brothers from the comfort of my castle.
I was greeted by the succubi handmaidens and other daemons that roam/serve in the castle, but most important wad reaching my throne room, were I was meet by my eight dearest loves Chi, Kiira, Scalpel, Cassandra, Jade, Ruu, Ragna and my latest wife Crystallyl.
Already my throne room and everything else in the castle has change to the addition of Crystallyl into dear wedlock.
Amongst the changes aside from all group murals, depictions, and the statue rooftop garden, having representation of Crystallyl the throne room gain a brand new throne.
Speaking of her, she remade her armor adding ice spike on the shoulder blades and to her thigh high greaves, it was silver, and more elegant while still retaining it viking like vibe that she and her subject share.
Still with the three-horned, ymirian beast pelt still grey and violet tinted furred held by the rounded plate barring my symbol.
The differences or additions to her clothing are she now had a icicle and what assume is the fangs of her shadow hunters made necklace around her neck, plus she has a frost and white corset/wide skirt combo with some white fur pelt tied around her waist.
Crystallyl no longer used her long gauntlet seems she now prefers leaving most of her arms expose, her luscious light brown skin with frosted hands as she now bares ice claws and hands.
Her snowflake like devil wings were in proud display along with her white devil tail, as I've described my eighth wife before, her looks were giving her the appearance of a daemonic ice queen, around her throne was her loyal companion Frostfang who moved into the castle along with her...well every noble needs a loyal guard beast and protector, now we have the giant, mutated Ymirian Bladed Beast as one.
Turning my attention on Frostfang which I was watching, as he was laying next to his master, while Ruu was laying on top of him, commenting on how fluffy and warm he is.
Returning to Crystallyl she was sitting upon the newest throne that manifested beside the left of Cassandra's throne.
The throne once again gave a Nordic style vibe, made from stone and iron with glowing frost blue, daemonic runes all over it releasing cold vapors around Crystallyl's throne, in fact around the edge of her sit snow was pilling up to the large armrests.
And resting on a small mount of snow on the right side of Crystallyl, laid her corrupted, daemonic, great ice-axe, Skadi.
She along with rest were overjoyed too see me, they each walked up to me and we shared a passionate, and love filled kiss...I've decided to spend a moment with my beloved Daemon Queens, before I'd contacted Nurgle and Khorne.
We spend time talking, drinking, and enjoy some snacks I ordered from the lilims, and Jade, and Ragna really bounded with Crystallyl, it was only natural, as they are the most warrior-esque and robust of the eight of them.
Eventually Cassandra commented that she was a desperate need for a warm bath, which made the others desire the same and followed her to the baths, Crystallyl asked me if I'd wanted to join them, as I responded, "Of course, my sweet winter queen. Just let handle some business with my younger brothers first, it won't take long." she smiled and nodded, as she'd followed Jade and Ragna to the bed chambers, and in turn to the bathroom.
So I sighed as I spoked out loud, to no one but myself, "A Chaos God's job is never done." sending quick psychic messages to the Blood and Plague Gods, I got comfortable as I focused my conscienceness to the Neutral Space...
Location the Warp, Neutral Space-Infinity Fountain Resting Place
As my conscienceness returned, and all I saw was a white vast void, with the Infinity Fountain and the Void Gate floating around it in front of me I've waited for Khorne and Nurgle, to answer my call and appear...
(Khorne/Blood God POV)
Location the Blood Lands-The Brass Citadel/The Gore Fortress, the Skull Thrones of Khorne
Already Laharl has finished his task to create a new world for the Dragon Ogres, I could sensed the new planet already in the Immaterium, filled with wild life but yet to be flowing with sentient life.
I can hardly wait to witness, the most dedicated warriors amongst Kholek's kin rise up and worship me, becoming truth harbingers of destruction and violence!!!
Just as many souls from the Old World swear upon...as I wait for the obvious summons from my older brother, that he'll soon send me, so we can finish discussions like the one we shared on the Azure Moon.
I was enjoying my time, with my beloved wife, Valkia sitting on her throne besides me.
Both of us were enjoying some Ambrossia...or my case I'm still enjoying drinking some of this ethereal liquid, as I steer my cup I remember that while we were drinking and conversing in Laharl's realm, Nurgle mentioned he was experimenting on making his own adjustments to the ambrossia...his own vile, and disgusting adjustments...I should make my own, especially since Laharl told us that Ambrossia was created for our enjoyment, and whatever we add to sooth to our preference was our own.
Some ideas to ponder about later, right now I'm comptemp with the current recipe...I'll mix it with blood and what Valkia mention hard liquor from the Old World.
Right now we were aside from drinking, we're watching the event unfold on Koxiz as my daemons alongside Laharl's and Nurgle's were massacring the weak eldar, to much of my amusement, when I took a long drink from my cup, I felt Laharl's psychic call, I groaned before telling Valkia about it.
She smiled and kissed me helmed cheek, telling me, "When you return, my husband I'll have something special for you♡" she said with a low almost purring tone...now I'm actually in the mood to listen and agree with whatever, the Dark One wants soo I can return to Valkia quicker...
Drinking what was left in my cup, I readjusted myself on my throne, and focus my essence and conscienceness to the Neutral Space...
(Nurgle/Plague God POV)
Location the Plague Garden-The Blighted Mansion/The Withered Throne-Apothecary Chambers
Ahh such a shame, that neither Khorne or Laharl wanted to try my Aged Ambrossia, ohh well more for my own enjoyment.
I'm currently brewing a new disease to infect the humans, and gain more results and add new gifts to the whole universe.
I could hardly wait to return to the Old World, and collect ingredients and samples for more plagues and carrion for me to spread onto the worlds.
Just like my child, Festus who was spreading untold amount of illness to the eldar, on planet Koxiz.
He deserves his title as the Dark Apocathery, as he infected soo many alderi and offered my soo many souls in that combine invasion, not only that but my first Elder Daemon, my child Ku'gath Plaguefather has created a new plagues and gifted it to me, [Grey Ague and Green Pox]
I've immediately spread these incredible creations across the Garden, infecting majority of my daemonic legion, and soon I'll unleash these new plagues onto the Materium to fester, spread, and mutated on countless worlds, it's going be soo glorious and wonderful, I'm gigidy at the though.
As I continued to toil away on my giant cauldron, mixing new pestilence I felt the psychic call from Laharl...seems that we've having another meeting like the one we had sometime ago on the Azure Moon.
Must involve the new world that Laharl finished creating, I must confess to myself I'd might have to create my own world like Khorne did it will serve as a natural bio-dome for apocatheries, chemists, and other manipulators of carrion can gather and create more virulent strains of my gifts.
Just recently Laharl gave me the knowledge of the recipe and process to make deadheads, this new world could serve as the main weapon foundry for "Chemical Weaponry" for my followers, ohh it will be quite delightful.
As I make my way to decayed and withered wooden throne, I sat upon it and got as comfortable as I could, as I started to focus my essence and conscienceness to the Neutral Space...
(General POV)
Location the Warp, Neutral Space-Infinity Fountain Resting Place
Laharl was waiting for his brother, as he watched the Void Gate switch in a constant pattern between the Chaos corruption...starting with his own, switching to Khorne, then Nurgle and soo on ending with Slaanesh and reverting back to Carnage corruption.
That's when he sensed the closing presences of his younger brothers, and two titanic shadow figures one made of hellfire and blood in the image of Khorne, and the other was made from green filth and plague in the image of Nurgle.
Laharl greeted his brothers, and they did the same as they started this important meeting...
The Dark One told them about Fafnir completion telling them he mainly created a mountain filled planet that has eternal thunderstorms perfect for the Shartaks.
Also he told them about his suggestion on the route they should take, when they return to their campaign head straight south having to deal with any Norscan and Kislevite resistance, as they charge straight to Sylvania to eliminate the undead under the Vampire Counts, and take the Ring of Carstein, from Vlad Von Carstein's corpse, then head east to Karak Eight Peaks, granting them a great challenge and opportunity of not only fighting four war between the Crooked Mooof Clan, Night Goblin Tribe of Warlord Skarsnik, the Dwarves of the Angrund Clan of Belegar Ironhammer, the Skaven of Clan Mors of Queek Headtaker, this plan both the Blood God and Maggotking fully and happily agreed as the Dark One predicted.
Before ending their meeting they had a few things left, as both Nurgle and Laharl noticed Khorne's grumbling...and impatience, which is uncommon to anything not involving battle and war...that's when Laharl noticed lust emenating from his brother and he chuckled as he understood the situation perfectly now.
Laharl decides to help a blood brother out, saying, "Well one of those last issues can be solved later...but we still need to transfer, Kholek and his kin to our world, and ascend him so let finish this quickly, agreed?" Khorne almost looked relieved and appreciative, while Nurgle was his usual self...
(Kholek Suneater POV)
Location a Psychic Void...
I recently lost to a mighty champion of the Gods, Ixion Daemonhart, who spared me and made me swear alligance to him and his forces making him my new master...
I'm in a black void, not feeling pain at all, I was beaten stereolly by khornate side of the Daemonharts, but all the burns and all the wounds they banished, along with my mighty armor returning to it prime condition.
That's when I sensed a presence looking straight forward I saw Lord Daemonhart in his most common state (Undivided State) standing there.
I call out to him, trying to gain some answers about where we are, and what was happening?
That's when I saw Ixion, start to shake and twitch he was unresponsive to my yells and calls, I tried to approach him but in this dark void I was weightless and unable to properly move my body...I only floated around.
Then weight return as I started to fall, screaming as I slammed against a hard surface which I assume to be solid ground.
Groaning as I stretch and move my body around, eventually I looked up and saw Lord Daemonhart has stopped shaking now he floated limp, and lifeless as he floated down slowly.
Before I can call out again a violet, green, red and black aura started to emenate from Ixion Daemonhart, then I burst out from his chest forming into three shadowed silhouettes of...Lord Khorne, Lord Nurgle, and who I assume to be the Dark One in between them, Laharl Valboga.
The three almighty Gods of Chaos, looked down upon me as I knee immediately in respectful reverence, I hear malignant laughing as the Gods started to speak to me...revealing things to me, that I could only scarcely imagine...
These three are the true Gods of Chaos, older than the ones I serve, but vastly more stronger than what the Four Gods could ever reach.
They come from another dimension, ruling and expanding their forces and power from this other reality the Warp, they have come to my home dimension to expand their influence, power, along with achieving what the weaker Chaos Gods of the Old World, have failed many times before...total conquest.
They promise me power and prosperity eternal for my kind, upon a world under their protection swearing it upon Lord Laharl's divinity over Oaths...they also promise me something never granted to non-human...daemonhood.
All that I have to do, is swear etarnal loyalty and fealty to them and all Chaos Warp Gods that will arise from there on that joins their unity, and all that they've promise and more shall be given to me...so I spoke, "I, the Herald of the Tempest, firstborn of Krakanrok the Black, Kholek Suneater!!! Swear my souls, and lives of myself and the shartaks to their true eternal masters the Warp Gods!!!"
Just as my father Krakanrok before me, I made the ultimate promise and bargain with the Gods for power, glory, and actual favor for all the greatest legends and "heroes" of Chaos have been human...a long last another race shall finally have the deserved favor of the Gods!!!!
I heard as Lord Laharl spoke to me, "Then the bargain is struck. Your oath is recognized and bound by me. Forever shall it be kept, as the Dragon Ogres at last shall receive the ultimate rewards, for loyal and fruitful service. Now rise Kholek Suneater, Daemon Prince of Shartaks!!" the three Warp Gods reach out their arm and surge their power into me...
(General POV)
Location the Warp-Naraka Sector, Chaosworld/Fafnir
Thunder and lightning was striking down the endless mountain range of this young Chaosworld.
As hundreds upon hundreds of shartaks started to appear all around the lower base of the tallest mountain on the entire world, confused and disarray upon their situation, before the dragon ogres started arguing and fighting amongst themselves, a roar compared to the mightiest dragon echoed across the valley.
From within the Tempest, a colossal shadow appeared illuminated by the surging thunderstorm, and it great form emenate greater power then the great Krakanrok the Black of old.
Swooping down came the titanic form of...Kholek, shocking all that their greatest shaggoth champion has changed and grew into such level of power, acontrable to a Daemon Prince, but that was impossible as many believe only humans received that honor.
Kholek landed on top of the mountain, two time the size he used to be, his giant black draconian claws grasping onto the mountain top, he gained three more splits on his tails which has also grown vastly like a serpent's tail they wrapped around the mountain.
His black scales and barbs grew in size and intensity, Kholek's horn also grew along with all his teeth becoming razor sharp as deadly knives, with new horns now sprouting through his head and helmet, massive black dragon horns pertruding from his skull and small white tusk like spikes from his chin, pointing forward.
Giant black dragon wings spread wide, in proud display for all to witness the truest form a shartak could achieve, like a dragon that they all have the blood of flowing through them, Kholek Suneater achieved the impossible and none could argue, he has become a Daemon Prince!!!
Lifting his reshapen Starcrusher, the legendary giant warhammer over his head he roared as the Tempest Kiss fell an struke him and flowed through the mountain, illuminating the entire valley in electric blue light, the shartaks cheered and roared at their true leader and champion, as they couldn't wait to know more of this miracle and achievement of Kholek, as now the Dragon Ogres has become apart of the Grimdark world of 40k.
Status Power Mingguan
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