The rise of Belok, being the end of all else.
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Long long ago, back when Orks still only knew black speech and perhaps enough common tongue to manage threatening the ooms that dared to come attempt and trade with them.. (and therefor trades ending in simply 'gifts', the ooms service included.) There was a rumor even among orks that there was a bad Orky behavior that could only end in all encompassing destruction..

Orks are a jolly lot, that want to build up their treasury of "tributes, grabs and gains, foods, ales and shinies, mojo tingz and not so mojo containing tingz utilized for more straightforward dakka.." ..Not lose everything in a blaze of r'hir.

Alas, in such 'ancient times' the Orkiest priests among the tribes warned with their powder coated finger up in the air.. -"nev'r ta drink da blud of anytingz, datz bahd Orky behaviurz".

Ofcourse there were always heretical Orks that would exactly try out anything warned against.. (heretical? Come on.. thats ORKY AS HECK)
And so whenever they klomp'd or Dakka'd something good, they would have a taste and find out that this practice would pretty much affect them ..positively. (hmm!)

They would soon turn into frenzied Orks, their very skin turning red as they drank more and more.. clans were erected that focussed on the obtaining of buckets of blood, in particular that of ooms.. which were usually most sweet and sugary.. and the elby's which had a bit of mojo carry over, much appreciated by blood clan priests turning into weirdboyz soon after..

Then.. it was one specific clan.. that of the blood rock.. being at that point the rising star among the blood Ork clans.. that suddenly declared war on all other Orks ..

The Ork clans were quite suprised and a council was held to determine what could've been the reason.. so a envoy was sent to the blood rock region.. soon after returning missing both hands and ears..

At the council the Ork boss of one of the early blood clans came forward to inquire.. and learned that the envoy had been witness to cages, boxes and pens full of both living and dead Orks..

The boss of the blood rock region being a huge fat Ork called Flessgraluk'r da choomgoth.. laughed loudly at the pressence of the envoy, emediately hacking off his ears with which he declared "den lat kan lizzen betta tu wat me haz to blah!" (then you can listen better to what I have to say)
Then continued to state that his clan had found the "secretz" of "da blud" and that Orky blud would increase their craze a hundred fold, practically making Orks into berserk brutes that scoffed off incoming fire no matter how overwhelming until nothing of them was left to advance. It had caused their Orks to advance and shoot or cleave apart the enemy while missing half their chest and head, while on fire and electrocuted.. caring nothing about anything but slaughtering everything in their sight.

"lat nub nedz da handz wen lat nub waagh.." (you don't need your hands when you don't fight) Flessgraluk'r' had mocked the envoy before he was allowed to travel back to the council..

The council members (all Ork bosses) were dumbstruck.. and instead of worry they all became exited as the blood clans took initiative and cheered on this news.. ~If such a craze giving effect existed.. that would increase their victories and therefor spoils many times!..

Quickly they argued on which clans were the best candidates to be targetted for a new industry of Ork blood.. ofcourse it had to be clans that were quickly re-generating Orks.. and preferably held a lot of blood.. so big Orks.. most optimally the strong kind..

After a week of ongoing discussion.. it was decided that Goff clans were the best clan to war against.

The Goff council members were ambushed and slain the same day.

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After many decades of having interwarred and saturated themselves on the Goff blood.. the Blood clans had been outcast, considered no better than monsters.. but they also attained a sort of mythical status among Ork culture .. with stories arising of that when ever the Blood clans would manage to drink more blood than they could contain.. then the Devil Belok would come from hell and drink with them.. ushering in doomsday .. which would require the slaughter of the entire realm.. as the Devil would never be satisfied no matter how much he drank.

Alas..
A great waagh broke out in which the Ork's were so overrun by Eldar. Marines and Tau having brokered a treaty against them.. that after years of ongoing back and forth skirmishes there was no soil left that did not emediatly border marshes.. if not seas! of blood..
It had been especially the Goff orks that had lead the waagh against the alliance, lead by their prophet.. but the alliance had all but erradicated them..
The blood clans naturally got wind of it and infiltrated the battleground, often drinking it all up like cattle around a lake.. and then.. one cursed day.. the stories proved true..

The ground cracked open, and out of it crawled an Immense ghoulish Ork .. its skin alternating between twilight green and freshest blood red pulsing like his enveloping heartbeat, its guise salivating from an unquenshable thirst..

Wherever it walked.. any soil that had not been painted with the drink of champions started to smoke and soon after catch on fire..
It spoke not.. it moaned in anticipation as it swung its hell-forged axe cleaving through numbers of marines, eldar and Tau at once.. grabbing their screaming upper bodies and wringing out of them every drop as he held his victims dieing torsos above his portruding fangs in brief lived enjoyment.
Blood Orks danced in celebration from afar.. never heeding the repercussions that would ultimately also be their own demise.
The realm would certainly be cooked for this god 'Belok'.. this .. Chok'a Trok Belok'. (rock of Belok's thirst)

Tanks, Wraithknights, Custodes, Tau warmachines.. all that attempted to drive Belok back into the underworld.. were either burnt in the seas of eternal flames or cleaved to smoldering shreds by Belok himself..

While the armies of Man retreated to the outskirts of the realm, the Tau were decimated and the Eldar turned to the Webway stunned by their own defeat..
Millions of lightyears away.. still loomed a single eye.. a single mind.. wondering about the power that could be obtained were this Belok to be added to its bioform..

Fin.

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