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    In an era before sentience there was power. Leaping bounds over the extent to which any mortal could fathom, power birthed its first child: the flame. Betwixt the swirling masses of ubiquitous emptiness in what men would call "space", the greatest stars were granted manifestation. Suns, boiling in their inane imperium, were within no bounds of comprehension. In those times before time, infinity wasn't infinite since there were no measurements through which to judge such a presence. No god to determine faulty logic in mere existence of such a devastatingly powerful heat. Flame grew hungry in its loneliness in such a great darkness, expanding in pockets throughout all planes of existence until each sun halted unexpectedly at the glinting suggestions of other suns.

    It was thus that the universe crafted itself, and it was on these suns that all things would scale themselves. From the light in the darkness grew recognition of existence. The suns were aware, and with nothing but themselves, afraid. They knew all of the past and its desolate, dark despair. They knew of the emptiness within the universe before them, and their presence only sprayed a deeper understanding that they were truly alone.

    Of this fear came the C'tan, or the consciousness of each sun. Each was birthed in the flaring ion winds on a soaring search for sentience. Needless to say, the C'tan only found themselves. A great gathering occured in the darkest regions where he who would later be deemed Nightbringer dwelled. The other C'tan brethren felt the omnipotence radiate from this being in a great contrast from their fathers, as if he simultaneously ripped forth their warmth and injected his own icey aura.

    No words were transgressed, only the calm stare into the heart of each other C'tan. It was thus that they knew of Nightbringer's strength: consumption.

    The emptiness they knew was replaced by a vampyric hunger satiated only by the warmth and the power of their infinitely dense father suns. The Nightbringer was first born of the first sun, and the first to consume. He dove for millenia into the core of infinitely vast power, leeching heartily in an attempt to satiate his chasm of a stomach. He could not.

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    10,482,289,932 years later.
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    Morninqstar stood calmly, casting inhumanly intense emerald eyes over the planes below. Tendrils of ebon cascaded wildly in a dance with the rushing wind of running soldiers on either side toward the battlefield. "Gods.." he hissed between ivory fangs, curling great claws about the hilt of his blade. The Space Wolves squadron fought bravely, indeed. That was, of course, until line upon line of onyx-layered skeleton-esque soldiers turned and unleashed the unearthly green blasts of gauss flayers. The scent of singed fur and flesh swirled in the winds of war, yet he still remained calm. Those green orbs winced lightly as lascannon fire hurtled brilliantly toward the encounter, nearly scathing his face. Maw turned, he faced the soldier who nearly decapitated him.

    "S-...sire! Forgive the----" his words were silenced quickly by several feet of living metal lodged securely in the depths of his throat and voicebox. All that resounded now were gurgles and whines of an inevitable death.

    "GRRRAAAAAGGGHHH!!" roared the Great Morninqstar, whirling the blade in a great display leaving tendrils of darkness in its wake. The blade severed the Flayed One's head, continuing its momentum to swing down on another creeping up from the very ground beneath them. A metallic clank echoed as the skull split in two and the creature ceased movement.

    "Eyes to the ground men! They're tunnelling upward!" he screamed, unaware as the first of the creatures became coated in an eerie layer of microscopic spiders which worked feverishly to repair the creature. A green burst shot from the advancing Necron warriors bounced forcefully from his armored chest, nudging him back slightly. He watched in horror as yet another foe had slithered from the depths of the surrounding jungle.

    "These workings are not the workings of fate.." he whispered to himself, staring awe-struck as swarm upon swarm of Tyranids assaulted the Necron army from all sides. The tip of the great Doomsblade sunk into the soil as he watched claw meet metal in a violent eruption of purplish blood and metalic chunks in multiple places throughout the clashing armies. At all sides his men began falling back without order. The Flayed One, now fully reconstructed, became silently erect behind him.. blades glinting in the sunlight as they reared upward.


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    i assume you've read nightbringer by graham mc'neil

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    No. I actually just got into warhammer a few days ago. I found the lore rather interesting. Is that book worth reading?

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    An addition:

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    "These workings are not the workings of fate.." he whispered to himself, staring awe-struck as swarm upon swarm of Tyranids assaulted the Necron army from all sides. The tip of the great Doomsblade sunk into the soil as he watched claw meet metal in a violent eruption of purplish blood and metalic chunks in multiple places throughout the clashing armies. At all sides his men began falling back without order. The Flayed One, now fully reconstructed, became silently erect behind him.. blades glinting in the sunlight as they reared upward.


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    Further out, betwixt the vastness of the Necron ranks, hope had emerged for Morninqstar and the Space Wolves. A massive Tyranid swarm consumed viciously in a blur of scything talons and razor-like precision. Necron warriors fell limb from limb, stirring anger in the eerie green glow radiating from the eyes of Necron Lord Mortuus. The bitter gaze began illuminating with the intensity of a flame, halting the charging broods in their tracks. This allowed enough of a pause for the countless ranks to open rapid fire, stripping all layers of fabric from the metallic beings before atomically disassembling their living metal flesh.

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    Since the rumours of the curse on Neogeddon had begun to stir throughout the Space Wolf ranks, there had always been an uneasiness about this mission. Upon approaching the planet, the scan on the optic viewer proved dismal as well:

    NAOGEDDON
    OR06.10
    Ob. Dist. 0.78AU
    0.93G/Temp 10C
    Dead World
    Tite Grade: Adeptus Non
    Aestimare: G750
    Population: No autochthonic lifeforms
    Notes: Landed: 6/839.641.M41
    Exporator expedition led by Magos Reston Egal. Contact lost.
    World declared Purgatus.
    All anomalous contacts within a six-sector radius to be logged and reported to Segmentum Command at Kar Daniash.



    Such orders, however, were not to be questioned. The Emperor's wishes were Morninqstar's command. He knew that. He just wished he could get some imperial support about now. Originally the plan was to investigate and recover certain confidential artifacts from what was considered a 'vacant' tomb. When the first investigation team didn't return, it was apparent that something was awry.

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    The twin lass-cannons pulled back steadily in a raw exposition of potential energy, spewing massive blasts which zwirred inches from the head of a lumbering Carnifex. Unflinching, it charged from a pocket of green crystal clinging like stalagmites to the rocky dunes of the planet.

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    Hey you guys I think we have a writer on our hands. going strong and keep it that way man . you say you only got into warhammer a few days ago. :blink:

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