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This....is what an all nighter looks like. Now...I need my bed. I hope people like it. END OF BOOK 1

Damn, that’s some hard work. Definitely liked it a lot. Congrats on writing such a long story! It’s definitrly the length of a full book. Haha either way, I really enjoyed it!

lliu wrote:
Damn, that’s some hard work. Definitely liked it a lot. Congrats on writing such a long story! It’s definitrly the length of a full book. Haha either way, I really enjoyed it!

Just woke up a few hours ago, also thanks! Glad you liked it!

edit:I do need to go back and make a few edits, general errors and making sure the conversation flows better without repeating words all the time. I always miss them for some reason.

Bravo man. Nicely done.

 complex57 wrote:
Bravo man. Nicely done.

Thanks, glad you liked it.

 shinros wrote:

 Dayknight wrote:

Love it so far, I'm sensing the end is nigh. I've always hated adelram so I hope he receives his comeuppance. Wish Taurus had those knights smh.

Counter point to illiu I do hope you stay true to the source material, that knight throw was pushing it lol. Ofcourse you are the author and I'm sure whatever you write is going to be great.

Right so I have to strike a balance, I do appetciate the feedback both of you are giving. On the knights I wanted Taurus to keep them BUT I felt I would always have to create a random enemy to keep it busy since they are such a strong force on the battlefield.

Also traitor knights turning into daemons is quite common going by my reasearch hence why I went for that outcome and its the reason why they are rare.

Also it was good of you to mention the knight throw, so now I have a general gauge of how far I can push things. I do hope everyone likes whats coming next as I said I have been planning it for awhile.

On the keeping of the imperial knight: it can be used to show character progression if you had kept it but I understand why you didnt. Like our favorite characters who get stronger and face more and more powerful baddies. It mirrors our own lives and how as we become more skilled and accomplish our goals the goalposts continually change. I think you did a pretty good job of that through most of the series.

All in all what a great book man and I'm proud of what you've accomplished here. I'd be lying if if I said I didnt check this thread nightly during the week before I went to bed. Good work, you've converted a follower of khorne into a slaanesh fanatic.

 Dayknight wrote:

 shinros wrote:

 Dayknight wrote:

Love it so far, I'm sensing the end is nigh. I've always hated adelram so I hope he receives his comeuppance. Wish Taurus had those knights smh.

Counter point to illiu I do hope you stay true to the source material, that knight throw was pushing it lol. Ofcourse you are the author and I'm sure whatever you write is going to be great.

Right so I have to strike a balance, I do appetciate the feedback both of you are giving. On the knights I wanted Taurus to keep them BUT I felt I would always have to create a random enemy to keep it busy since they are such a strong force on the battlefield.

Also traitor knights turning into daemons is quite common going by my reasearch hence why I went for that outcome and its the reason why they are rare.

Also it was good of you to mention the knight throw, so now I have a general gauge of how far I can push things. I do hope everyone likes whats coming next as I said I have been planning it for awhile.

On the keeping of the imperial knight: it can be used to show character progression if you had kept it but I understand why you didnt. Like our favorite characters who get stronger and face more and more powerful baddies. It mirrors our own lives and how as we become more skilled and accomplish our goals the goalposts continually change. I think you did a pretty good job of that through most of the series.

All in all what a great book man and I'm proud of what you've accomplished here. I'd be lying if if I said I didnt check this thread nightly during the week before I went to bed. Good work, you've converted a follower of khorne into a slaanesh fanatic.

Thanks glad you enjoyed the story what I do enjoy is the feedback you lot give me, trust me I wanted to keep the knight but I was weighing it and found it too dominating as I said.

Also slaanesh is the best god, you have seen the light brother! (Kidding!) But the reason why I like slaanesh because what caught me is the obsession angle a lot of people pursue the pleasure through pain but loads of people have seen that hundreds of times. They even bring up in the Fabius book that some emperor's children look down on the druggies and sensation seekers because they lost sight of perfection, some still paint lol.

Now on characters getting stronger? That will be explored in the next book, because I imagine a lot of characters including Asriel/Inferus will feel they are lacking after the events of the first book. I mean Taurus is the man, but you want to keep up with him, you don't want to worry him, you don't want to drag him down. You want to give him what he wants which is victory, considering he keeps pushing for harsher warfronts. I am putting the details of the next book together I hope people will like it!

Entry one

It’s been months since the conflict on Novum, I am here with my home and...my family. That is what it is. But head of this family has expectations, my captain has expectations. He never voices them directly, but I know he expects more. Always more, despite having that blazing sigil on his pauldron his desire has not exactly been fulfilled. In other words he is chasing an endless goal. Since there is always some flaw, something that needs to be corrected in the company. We all can sense it. Since Novum, Tetricus dove straight into his studies, he tells me “If I was stronger...if I was more powerful...more perfect would you have been taken Inferus?” He blames himself still that the company has to steadily recover. In my eyes, he has done nothing wrong, sometimes I actually blame myself. What if I was stronger? What if I was as strong as an astartes? An impossibility but that fact remains. Now that I think about it….my old warband was a prison, they were thieves robbing people of everything. Taking their potential, their drive, their want for an ideal. At times I think that Adelram did not mean what he said, that he wanted what I wanted but that...is just a fanciful dream.

I have seen my old warband change so many times in the past, I changed many times for their sake. But there is a difference between my old warband and this company. I feel I am not doing enough and that nagging feeling will never go away I assume this is the same for many others. This is evident due to the fact that Lucretius has taken the cult fully by the reins, their fervour to obey Taurus’ every whim, their fanaticism to convert and bend people to serve the 4th is impressive. Even Marthas and Faust has taken strides, I can sense their joy being here. The terminator lord enjoys endlessly being drilled to improve his unit with Taurus and the Kakophoni linger around certain people and gather all the musicians in order to improve their own music. At times I can sense them standing outside my door when I am practising on the piano. Speaking with Faust he tells me for once he feels at..ease. The need to strive for something more he has missed that feeling.

All of this shows me how hard everyone is working, now the reason why I started writing again because just recently Tetricus said he has nothing left to teach me. At the moment the sorcerer is charting unknown territory and I can understand why he wants to keep such knowledge to himself. My rival’s still linger around him but I...have oddly drifted away. I still call him teacher and master, but I am not learning anything from him. So when I walk the hallways and while I play the piano I wonder what can I exactly offer Taurus? I am not as strong as an astartes, Tetricus will surpass my powers given time. So what can I do? Look at me, writing in circles, questioning myself but as my late lover? Friend? Said “Sometimes you need help.”

Chapter 1
He placed breakfast on Taurus’ table, the root he used in the meal to make the seasoning is said to have a wave of flavours. Inferus hoped his captain would like it. He watched him eat, a smile lined his captain’s face. “This is good.” “I am glad you like it.” he then stood there in silence, as Taurus took a bite he stared at him as he chewed and swallowed. “You want to ask something.” Inferus chuckled “Am I that obvious?” “Yes you are.” Taurus continued to eat, he wondered how he should frame his question? What should he say? He decided to just speak his mind. “Captain...I don’t know what to do.” His captain said nothing, he just ate in silence, once he finished he tapped the table cloth on his mouth and threw it on the plate. “That is expected.” “Excuse me?” “I said that is expected, let me guess Tetricus has nothing left to teach you?” He slowly nodded. “You are correct.” “My brother now has his own path to follow, sometimes you have to walk it alone but in your case it’s different.” “So I need someone?” “Yes...and no. The thing is Inferus you think like us, but your mind and body is inhibited due to the fact you are mortal.” As Taurus spoke, he clenched his white apron tightly.

Right now he is saying since he is not astartes he can never be perfect. “It’s not fair.” “I know it’s not but in general this galaxy is not fair at all. It wishes to keep us from achieving our ideal.” Inferus frowned “Can Silentus make me into an astartes then?” His captain slowly turned and eyed him. “No.” “Why? I am physically in my early twenties there mi-” “There is no chance and I won’t risk it. Technology was better during the time of the great crusade, so it could be done. But now? It’s impossible.” “Fine but what do you expect me to do?” His captain shrugged casually. “You are a human, mortal. That fact will never change, so you will never be able to chase the ideal.” His words caused him to fume slightly. “What is that supposed to mean!? Why are you saying this now! I-I thought I am a valued member!?” “You are but certain things cannot, will not be changed. The sooner you acc-” Inferus quickly took the empty plate from the table, he placed it on the cart and turned away. “I thought you would understand captain...” He said nothing, that made it hurt even more. Inferus left his chambers with only silence behind at his back.

As he entered the hallway he sighed heavily. “I thought he would help me…” he scratched his head. “Maybe...I should ask him?” He nodded he walked back to the kitchen and stored the cart to one side, after that he left and ran down the hallway. He rarely ever visits Silentus’ abode, but he might know something, anything. As he got to the door he knocked. There wasn’t an answer, he knocked again. This time the door slid open, the white armour was pristine, but his pink pauldron clearly showed devotion to the dark prince. “What is it?” Silentus signed. “I want to talk to you.” “Why?” “May I come inside?” “No.” “Are you working on something?” “Go to my brothers, I rarely waste my time with humans.” Inferus’ shoulders sagged slightly. “I thought you might be able to help me with something.” As he mentioned help, by his body language he could see a small measure of interest is building. “Taurus said since I am human...achieving perfection is impossible for me.” “He is not wrong.” Silentus responded. His answer aggravated him slightly. “How come!?” “Because astartes from a mental, strength and fortitude stand point are better than mortals. It was the emperor’s mistake to only uplift half of humanity, something my teacher constantly laments. Mortals are limited, hence why the gods look to us, not you. But…..” His fingers held on that word. “There might be a way.” Inferus’ eyes lit up. “Tell me! Please!” “Come in.” He followed him to his room, it’s been expanded greatly to have multiple operating beds, a large chair and servitors were doing their cleaning routines. But Silentus bought him to a bookshelf, he gestured to them. “You’re answer lies here.” Inferus picked a book out, he looked at the front to see it’s in colchisian. He frowned “what would the word bearers know?” “They speak of the union of daemon and flesh.” “No.” he responded firmly. “I am not going through that again.” “Oh so you have been possessed before?” “Yes and the daemon rules there not the host.” “Well because mortals are limited.” “This isn’t an answer. You essentially just told me what Taurus said.” “Or maybe you are looking at things on a surface level, your answer lies deeper, in the darkness. What you feel now is due to the dark prince, it’s the hunger.” “Hunger?” He nodded “in all obsession there are walls. The dark prince places new walls for his followers to scale or break. The third legion’s obsession is perfection. That can mean anything, some say it’s sensation, while for others it’s becoming the perfect bladesmen. But in our case it’s victory. There are no rules, Taurus will allow you to do anything to yourself or anyone as long as you to give him victory. So long as it does not jeopardize the company no card is off the table.”

For some reason he slowly began to nod in understanding. “I think I understand.” “Good, the dark prince has put a wall in your path. What are you going to do? Scale it? Or smash it aside? What will you do to reach the next point? What will you give up or risk?” Inferus looked down to the book. As he stared, Silentus began placing more books on top of the one he is holding. “I am eager to see your answer.” he signed. Inferus smiled, he felt that he was making progress. “Thank you my lord.” He gave a curt nod.

Inferus then turned and left his room, he walked back to his room as he got there he placed the books on this table. He sat and opened the first one, all of it is in colchisian, it is fortunate he understands the language. He noted that no matter what, being one with a daemon does affect the host, the stronger daemon the greater pall it has on one’s soul. Something he understood greatly, he did not know what Silentus wanted him to see but he is guiding him in this direction for a reason. He turned the page, it started to list the neverborn of the gods, after that it talked of the various cultures of the galaxy and how they approached neverborn in form of worship. Some planets viewed daemons of slaanesh as fertility gods, khornate daemons as spirits that guided one in battle and even nurglite daemons as birthers of life.

He rose and walked over to his bookshelf, he grabbed his journal and sat back down on the table. Inferus started to make notes, compile information. One thing he found interesting is the Feculent Gnarlmaw were bountiful on Virilis, the mystics of the planet had to gather the wood from the daemonic tree and fashion a staff to use. The staff breathed with the mystic, it granted them vigour and strength. He turned the page again, the book spoke of another culture that worshipped a herald of khorne known as the Hellsmith that forged their holy weapons of war. Chieftains would make the pilgrimage to the temple and go through the eight trials, if they were found worthy the Hellsmith will make them a weapon they can use to slay their enemies. As he continued to work, a pink wisp of flame appeared on his table. It took a feminine shape, the flame began to flip, twirl and dance while displaying a fanged grin. Inferus frowned in annoyance. “What do you want? I am not playing the piano at the moment.” The daemon he made a pact with laughed +what you are doing drew my interest.+ “How so?” +If you continue your research you will be better at playing, that is the reason why I am here. To encourage you.+ “Whenever you daemons want to encourage something it normally means something bad for the one you are speaking with.” +Oh no...we both to stand to benefit. But what you are doing is going to be fraught with pain and peril.+ “Pain allows growth daemon, mental and physical. If you are hurting on the path to improvement it’s something to be rejoiced and reveled in.” +The words of the angel...but you don’t really care for them do you? I assure you that you won’t enjoy it….+ The flame died, it fizzled out to nothing.

He looked down to the book, he hesitated just for a moment but continued. This is how he is going to get through the wall, this is the only choice he has.

Lucretius watched on the podium, he looked through his fanged helmet to the large pink pool. The cultists were dragging those who refused his word, and the word of his captain to the pool. The slaves grunted as two of them held the giant book open so he can speak the dark tongue and bless this gathering in the name of the dark prince. “We exist because of our captain...our pain is a prayer to slaanesh. But we mustn't forget..his envoy is our guiding light.” He brushed his fingers across the page, the pitable mortals need to better, he can no longer allow them to do what they wanted. All of them needed guidance, all those who are able must fight and die for Taurus. His eyes fell upon the first initiate who was screaming for the false emperor. A soldier who was captured during a raid. Lucretius smiled as he stared at the blessed waters. It was mixed with the blood and ichor of daemons along with the finest wines and flowers he could find. The converts will take in the liquid when they are plunged into the waters they will drink up the dark prince’s nectar. The pool has also been blessed by drowning the faithful, their deaths also gave the waters a strange vibrance. He placed his hand out in benediction “Begin!” The two serpent cultists pushed the soldier’s body and head into the water, he began trashing. “Drink in the waters to live! Embrace the darkest shadow and be reborn! Stop struggling and embrace his love! Learn of loyalty!” A cultist bought up his head, he gasped for air. He coughed “Y-you p-people a-are insane!” the guardsmen screeched. “He needs more, give him more!” He was plunged into the waters again. He continued to trash but he stopped, the cultists pulled the soldier back up.

His eyes are now dilated, his mouth sagged slightly, it was clear he is seeing something. It seemed like he is dreaming somewhat, but his eyes are open. “Help him drink more! He needs it! He craves it!” One cultist took a cup from his black robe and scooped up the water and began slowly pouring it into his mouth. The guardsman gagged, he sank slightly. He gestured to have the cultists release him. The soldier sank to his knees, the water was hovering about his neck area, he blinked and then rose. He looked around and a grin lined his face. “Everything...looks so...wonderful…” He cupped some of the water and continued to drink. “Take him away to be educated.” Lucretius ordered. The cultists nodded and dragged him from the pool, the guardsmen was still in almost a dreamlike state as he was taken away. “Next!” he called, this time it was a whole gang. He smiled the mortals on the ship can detect the change, it is either give in or be forced. Everyone’s loyalty must be absolute. All mortals on the lower levels must obey Taurus and he will ensure that will come to pass.

Faust sat with his brothers in the theatre, he skimmed the list of players but what he is looking forward to is the last one. That’s why he sat through this show. “Senshika Balirie…” he mouthed slowly. He nodded, His follow kakophoni congregate here and dislike anyone who causes a disturbance to the musicians or seeks to harm their lives. It is through them that they can experiment with their frequency settings on their sonic blasters. To hear new sounds, to hear the talented produce wonderous song. He could not even remember the last time he felt like this, the captain of the warband does not even encourage it but for some reason talent is plentiful on the ship. He guessed that essentially the battleship is a mini-city of sorts.

On the canticle of sin everything existed for Adelram’s enjoyment, so he used and discarded things readily, but Taurus built the people of his ship up. A working economy and trade exist on the lower levels. They even have temples to the dark prince. The ship is so orderly yet it is not. He wondered how he does it? He wanted to think about it more until the curtains unfurled to reveal a young beauty, she had somewhat pale skin and white hair. A blue flower was also inserted in her hair. Her brown eyes looked distant, detached, but he guessed that she is far more focused on her singing and violin skills. Faust placed the list to one side and rubbed his hands together in anticipation, he sat back and opened his ears.

Then the song came, the violin with her sonorous voice if he closed his eyes it was like he was in a field of flowers. The smell of the wind was fresh, the music bounced within his mind. The flower petals were then swept up in the wind and suddenly it was over. He opened his eyes and almost panicked. He then calmed himself “this was expected.” Everyone around him began clapping, he did the same. Senshika simply bowed and the curtains closed.

Faust rose from his seat he approached a door which is being guarded by two men, they bowed. “You like to go in my lord? Astartes have special privileges.” as the guard spoke he seemed nervous. “Yes, do not worry I am not going to harm anyone.” Both of them relaxed slightly, they unlocked the door and let him in. He walked forward and up a small set of steps. Now he was at the back of the stage. He searched for Senshika, he needed to talk to her.

As he made his way all of the musicians gave him a wide berth, some were even praising him and others talked amongst themselves. But the one he was looking for is sitting in front of a mirror by herself. That confused him, her music is wonderful but she receives no adoration from her fellow artists. Faust walked up to her. “Greetings.” She turned her head slowly to him, she rose from her seat and bowed. “My lord.” “I just wish to speak about the piece you played today. I-” He noticed that she was not really reacting, he could hear the other mortal’s whispering. Faust looked around in confusion. “Are they jealous?” “I don’t know.” she responded in a flat tone. His eyes fell upon her again. Senshika’s eyes still held that distant look. “So tell me how did you get into music? What do you enjoy about it?” She turned her head back to the violin that rested on the table. “I wonder myself.” Faust furrowed his brow. Using his hand he bought her face to him, he stared at her.

He looked deeply into her eyes and he felt...nothing. Nothing at all. No inspiration, no joy, no love for her craft. “You feel nothing, don’t you?” He removed his hand and shook his head. “This is...disappointing.” “ A lot of people say I am a disappointment my lord.” “Excuse me?” She raised her hand and lowered one finger. “My father was addicted to drugs and used to regularly beat me. He shouted at me to sell myself in order to get his next fix. He died due to an overdose and my mother actually sold me off to other people. I felt nothing then.” She lowered another finger. “I started killing after that, I thought I would feel better after killing those that used me. Yet I still did not feel a thing.” Another finger came down. “The cult told me to fear the demi-gods they dunked me into pink water and I felt nothing then as well.” Finally her pinky finger fell. “I started music, hopefully to feel something, tell me my lord why isn’t that the case? Am I truly a disappointment? Why do I do to disappoint everyone? I did what my parents said.” Faust almost wanted to take a step back, he had flashbacks of his time torturing that mortal. “Thank you for your time Senshika. I am eager to hear more of you in the future.” She blinked several times. “Oh right I am meant to smile and bow now correct?” She bowed in a practiced motion, he now noticed that it was quite rigid. Faust wanted to get away from this...unfeeling creature as quick as possible.

He quickly turned and left the back of the stage, next time he has to make sure to leave before she plays.

Entry two

This is the second entry, I am compiling all I learned in this journal along with my general observations of the company and I do have to say what is within Silentus’ tomes are fascinating. I do have to remember he was in contact with the word bearers during Horus’ war upon the imperium. So he most likely knows far more about chaos than anyone on the ship. But what I found strange is that the book is written slightly differently compared to the works owned by a certain dark apostle who I won’t name. There is a less fanatical bent to the writing but a more...analytical one. The zealousness is still there but what is within the tomes seems like someone who is trying to understand what they see. But I mustn't forget, I do this for perfection. I don’t want to be left behind, I am not satisfied with being just the “valuable” human. How the astartes look at me...they can’t help it. I don’t blame them, hence why I want to smash their expectations. At the moment I have found various ritual’s that can strengthen one’s body and mind but I want to study them more before I put any into practice.

Many of the tomes do recommend a union of daemon and mortal, but I know where that road leads. It is something I have no desire to go through again, but what I have also found interesting is that the tomes talk of a culture where each clan representing a respective chaos god would warp the creations of the enemy clan to their own ends. I hope there is something to learn here, because changing something that belonged to another god? There is opportunities in that.

I will investigate these clans closely, I have a good feeling my answer lies there.

Chapter 2
Tetricus sat within his chamber reading a book, expanding his knowledge while his apprentices train amongst themselves, his room has now been converted into a large training hall mixed with a library. There is an open space were his apprentices can train and dotted around the rest of the room are bookshelves. As soon as he became well again he made sure to ward the ship against any attacks or sorcerers summoning portals within the ship. “Master.” he turned his head slightly to Raxim, he is not wearing his suit but actual clothes. “Where is the old man?” “You mean Inferus?” “Yeah him, wait...he changed his name?” “Well our captain gave him his name.” His young apprentice stomped his feet on the floor in annoyance. “How come he gives him a name and not us!?” “Because he likes him.” He turned another page. “Also I can’t help but notice you are not wearing your suit.” “It’s too tight, I am having robes made.” “I see.” “So tell me master do you hate him then?” “No.” “Then how come he is barely here? You see us more often now. So we are better right? Right?” He could say that he has nothing left to teach him, but he is disinclined to say it out loud, he does not want to distract them. “I decided you needed more of my time. That’s it.” His apprentice smiled. “I see...so we are better.” Tetricus groaned “Yes you are. Now back to training.” Raxim ran off, he then focused on his book.

He needed to discover another means to provide Taurus with logistical information and increase his personal power. He sensed that he was on the cusp of something. He closed the book and placed it on the table, he raised his hand and moved his fingers slightly, he opened his mind to the tides of the warp and drew it in. The screams, the echoes of torment and from his hand a purple image of a planet sprang from his hand. He needed to focus to enlarge it, he then used his other hand and moved his two fingers back like how one would zoom in on a dataslate. The image shifted and changed, it zoomed in to show a city, a hive city. He smiled “seems I made a milestone.” He dismissed the conjured image, he recalled a few months ago it was a struggle to create anything.

The first thing he worked on is increasing the amount of power he can draw from the warp, ritual fetishes and tattoo’s worked wonders. But he had to admit he is acting somewhat selfish, he could show Inferus what he is studying, but in the end he is mortal and he can’t have one surpassing him. A part of him just could not allow it. His door then opened, he looked over to see Inferus pushing his cart. He smiled “It’s lunch already?” “Yes it is” said his apprentice. He approached him and placed his meal on the table along with his favourite brewed recaf. But Tetricus did note Inferus’ eyes seemed strained slightly. “Have you been reading?” “Yes I have.” “Oh...what about?” “Tell me my lord what do you think of me?” The question came out of the blue, Tetricus poured himself a cup of recaf. “You are aware of who is here?” “I am aware.” “You are my apprentice who I teach the ways of sorcery.” “But I want to be more than that.” “Excuse me?” “I asked Taurus to make me an astartes b-” “What!?” Raxim ran over baying and screaming. “That’s not fair! He should make me into one as well!” Tetricus groaned in annoyance. “Let me guess you are too old?” “Yes, the conversation then moved to the fact I will never be good as you because I am mortal.” Tetricus furrowed his brow. “He...said that?” He frowned, he knew captain would not put someone like Inferus down. But he could not fault Taurus’ logic. “We are not equal.” “I want to be.” “That will never happen.” This time to his surprise he looked cross. “Why can that never happen? It could! Some humans can easily kill astartes!” Raxim frowned at him. “Nothing can kill master…” Inferus ignored him. “The assassin temples, inquisitors an-” “But what you are forgetting my student is the art of killing and war has been ingrained into them since they were babes. They have been given the best equipment, drugs and whatever else to ensure they do their function. The warp is a wonderful tool but what gear do you have? What training? From my observations you are self-taught which has hampered you potential. When you first came to me you were rough around the edges, crude and dark. But I made you shine, glisten even. What else do you want from me? In other warbands you would serve my every need, every waking moment. Be glad that you are here.”

Inferus said nothing for a moment. He smiled “Silentus said it’s possible. He gave me some reading materials.” At the mention that he has been speaking with his brother his mood soured slightly. “The fact that my brother is bothering with you means he is manipulating you. Don’t you remember what he did to Taurus? To the company?” “To be fair without him you would not be alive.” “Right...fine but you are dealing with someone that waits centuries to see something come to fruition.” He made sure to say centuries firmly, that is the sort of person Silentus is. He knows that now. “He believes that losing his voice is some...divine gift from the dark prince. His fanaticism even puts some word bearers to shame.” “What of Lucretius then?” “He is doing it for our captain, Silentus...is a different beast all together. How the angel acts is evident to everyone. Save to Taurus, the apothecary is a mystery I can’t even read surface thoughts.” His apprentice then bowed “I thank you for your advice my lord.” He scoffed “like you are going to listen.” Tetricus sipped his recaf, Raxim looked at the both of them in confusion. “Hey Talra!” She turned and stopped her blade practice. “What!?” “I think Master and Inferus hate each other!” As he watched him scream he sighed heavily and drank another mouthful of recaf.

He could see that Inferus is determined to pursue whatever path he has now chosen. “I warn you that whatever ritual’s you learn from those tomes have heavy repercussions. The word bearers deal with faith, not theory or power. Faith is all that matters.” “I have faith.” Inferus responded. Tetricus gave a chuckle. “You think so...but has it been tested? You see most followers of the dark prince don’t have much time for the droll regurgitated by the word bearers. So I wish you luck.” He then began eating his lunch, once he was done his student took the plate and mug, he walked out of his chamber, as he left Tetricus could see he was upset. “Raxim.” “Yes master?” “Go back to training.” “Aye!” he ran back to the training circle. He relaxed in his chair, he hoped that the next time he sees Inferus that he will be alive and well. But he did find it somewhat curious that Taurus would raise such a subject with him. He shrugged “It seems he has his own path now.”

Marthas launched himself at his captain, his power sword sparked through the air, but Taurus would commit to a simple movement and suddenly he was within his guard and his blade tip was at his neck. He grunted “How do you do that?” Taurus stepped back “training.” “It can’t be simple training! You must have some blessing! Pact...or…” “It’s training, dedication and pursuing the path of perfection no matter how painful it is.” Marthas deactivated his blade, he shifted his lumbering form to the weapon stand. He considered using a new weapon but he knew that would not work. He turned back to his captain, shaking his head. “It’s just training? It can’t be that simple?” “Well...how I train and what you consider training is different. I believe if there is no threat of death or pain then the exercise is useless. When I get hurt it’s a lesson, what did I do wrong? How could I avoid making that mistake again? The scars on my body are marks to remind me where I have been and what I have done to get to this point.” He slowly nodded “I...see. But what surprises me is that you can handle Asriel.” “Really? What makes you think that?” “He has focus, it’s evident for me to see.” “So do you.” “I-” he shook his head, Adelram lead him by the nose, he used all manner of concoctions and drugs to help him feel alive. But strangely fighting with Taurus he feels more alive that has ever been before, he feels that he is making progress, that he is becoming better. “I feel better...being here.” “Because you have a goal.” said Taurus. “A goal?” “What was your goal in your last warband?” “To serve Adelram’s needs and to…” “Gratify yourself.” “Yes that’s all it was....” His captain nodded “A common story. But on Inferus he was arrogant, bashful and had quite a mouth. That changed with time. Now I am eager to see what he does now.” “What do you mean?” “He hates to be left behind. I know his type, but astartes being better than mortals is a simple fact. I want to see how he deals with that.” “You may not like the results.” “Then I will deal with the consequences Marthas and so will he.”

He flicked through the tome, he wondered what he should do first? The clan he read about before was interesting. But the ritual of empowerment held his interest, the strongest warriors would use the ritual to receive power from their patron. But only if they are judged worthy, but what worthy meant he was not sure. He is marked, the brand is on his back, so the dark prince views him favourably. He continued to flick through the pages, the ritual is incredibly simple he smiled. “This should be helpful.” He opened the book and he lifted up his hands slightly he started to chant, the words spilled from his lips. As he finished the chant he felt a slight tingle on the back of his hands.

He looked at them and saw a large black mark on both of them. “I...don’t feel any different.” The mark then expanded consuming his forearms, the tingle turned into throbbing pain, it was like his skin was being torn apart. He screamed, he could barely move his fingers. He panicked and then squinted his eyes. “T-The apothecary…” he struggled out of his room, as he got to the door he could barely raise his hand, as he pushed each button the tearing sensation increased. He slowly walked out of the door, grunting. He shook his head. “W-why is this happening!? Dammit!” His fingers then bent in different directions, he screamed again, he felt his breathing slowing, the pain then moved to his heart. It felt like it was burning he dropped to his knees and coughed blood onto the ground. Soon he couldn’t breathe, he collapsed his eyes felt heavy, he couldn’t see. Everything was a blur, as his eyes shut all he could hear is heavy footsteps.

His eyes slowly opened, his body hurt, it was painful. He could feel something on his mouth he could hear muffled sounds as well. “W-h...y...di...tw….pus….hi!?” He blinked several times. His vision cleared to see his master pointing at both Silentus and Taurus. “W-what?” Their eyes fell upon him. “What is going on?” he croaked. He shifted slightly to find himself on a bed, an oxygen mask is on his face. His master sighed heavily “So tell him what you did brother! Tell him!” Silentus spoke through a servitor. “Tell him what? What is there to say?” Inferus tried to moved his hands but he could not feel them. His captain shook his head. “I will take responsibility.” He walked over to the front of his bed, he barely saw the movement his sword as now at his neck. He felt the cold mono-steel pressing against his skin. “W-what are you d-doing!?” Inferus exclaimed. “You function has ceased, you can no longer work.” He tried to move his hands again, but he couldn’t. “What are you talking about?” He tried to move but he felt so weak, he still could not feel his hands. “Stop.” said Silentus. “Why?” his captain responded. “He will become better.” “Inferus can you heal your arms?” “Heal my arms? W-what…?” He looked down to see both of his forearms are gone. They have been amputated, his heart jumped but he did not panic. Something like this has happened before. He focused and sent power down to his arms but nothing happened, no tingle of regeneration or surge of power. He felt nothing. Now he panicked, he wailed and screamed, he also realised he has been strapped down. “W-wait Captain! I-I…” He removed his blade from his neck. “Silentus.” “Yes captain.” “Can you fix this?” “I can, the patient will help me.” Inferus looked around the room, Taurus left without saying a word. His teacher was trembling with fury, he stabbed Silentus’ breastplate with his finger. “This is your fault…” he hissed. He then flicked away and left the room.

Now alone with the apothecary he found his breathing turning harsh. Silentus walked over to the bed. He undid his straps. “Apologies.” he signed. “Taurus did not want you to escape.” “What happened to my arms!?” he shouted. “You did the ritual of empowerment? Your faith was found wanting I imagine after Novum the dark prince is not exactly pleased with your showing.” “I-I am marked though.” “So are many people.” Inferus shook his head “he was going to remove my head wasn’t he?” “He was, but I assumed he changed his mind because he believes in what you can do. But I doubt you have much time.” “Why did you do this to me? Master warned me about you...I...should of listened.” “So you want to be his stooge forever then?” “W-what?” “You lost your arms for a reason, you attempted that ritual for a reason. Your craving for more is just. Why are you giving up at the first hurdle?” He blinked in shock “what do you expect me to do!? I am a cripple!” “You are, also cybernetics will be denied to you. So you must come up with a different answer.” Inferus frowned heavily “How do you expect me to do anything?” “You can use telekinesis?” “I can, quite well actually.” “So you can still write, you can still do you research. I need the code to your room I will recover the tomes.” “And my journal, I need it. The code is 6692358” He has no choice but to trust the apothecary, his life is on the line.

She stared at the man and woman on her bed, she couldn't even remember their names. Their throats are split open, they could not even react when she moved for the kill. Again, she felt nothing. She began to ready the tarp to wrap the bodies up. Senshika worked diligently, she wondered why they were so interested in her after the astartes spoke with her. They wanted to come to her room as well and they talked of plans, pleasure and other useless things. Once they were wrapped up she placed them outside, the chained humans normally come and clean up bodies clogging the hallway, the cult likes to keep things clean. As she entered her room again she noted the blood on her bed and felt a small flare of annoyance, a strange bitter taste ran across her tongue. Like the time her mother sold her to men and woman on the ship, she got to work and replaced the sheets and now they were perfectly white again. She placed the stained sheets outside with the corpses, after that she sat on her bed. She wondered why the astartes seemed so concerned? Should she have smiled? Been more frightened? Made herself smaller in his presence?

What she also found annoying is that people don’t say what they mean, they put strange subtleties in their voice which makes it hard to read or understand them. She found it simpler to base things on actions, actions are more simple, more clear and without any falsehood. She has met many liars, her father was a liar, so was her mother and the astartes as well. She lay back on her bed. Senshika thought that playing the violin and singing would help her feel something. But the crowd for some reason smile at the words she speaks in a strange tone, people even say they see flashes of a flower field. She cocked her head, she touched the flower that’s attached to her hair, someone that said he liked her gave the flower to her. She found him somewhat nice to be around until he lied, she killed him soon after that but she kept the flower.

She pulled the flower from her hair and sniffed it, at most it makes her want to cough. “What is nice about this?” She placed it back into her hair and stared at the ceiling. “I wonder what those on the upper levels are like? I want to go there.” she said flatly.

Senshika sat up and started to get her things ready.

Entry three

So...we began “our” work. Silentus seems convinced there is a divine reason why my arms are gone. But as I write these words, staring at the journal hovering in the air I am devastated. I can no longer cook, I can no longer play the piano and Tetricus returned telling me he is taking back the staff. Why is this happening? What did I do to deserve this? At most if I follow the apothecary’s line of thought this can only be divine punishment. Punishment for not dying when I was meant to, Taurus is the favoured one, not me. I am just a mortal, that’s all I will ever be…..but I wonder...what does Silentus believe? He knew this would happen, he gave me very specific books. So my answer must lie there. I must find the answer I have to I don’t have any other choice.

Chapter 3
He flicked through the books with his mind, he grunted in annoyance. “I wonder why you removed my arms in the first place!?” Inferus shouted. The apothecary looked up from a book, he was sitting, relaxing in his chair. “Because your arms were killing you, your hands are you pride and joy. So the dark prince removed them, if they were not removed you would of died. An unknown toxin was attacking your heart. But once I decided to remove your forearms the effect of the toxin lessened slightly. Once the forearms were severed you recovered rapidly.” he signed. Inferus groaned in annoyance “it’s not fair...all I wanted…” “You wanted to walk at our side?” “Yes! Yes that’s what I wanted! Until you ruined me!” Silentus shrugged casually “I ruined nothing. You think it’s not possible. But you are wrong. Have you heard of the tale of a human woman devouring keeper of secrets until she ascended? Anyone can be flawed, anyone can walk the path of glory when it comes to the dark prince.” The apothecary then turned the next page of the book he is reading. Inferus faced his own book, he has been through all of the tomes several times but he can’t find anything. “You gave me these books for a reason but I can’t see anything!” He then heard a large clap.

He turned his head to see Silentus has closed his book, he placed it on his lap. “Perfection consists of not in doing extraordinary things, but in doing ordinary things extraordinarily well.” he signed. Inferus snorted “you missed when Taurus had a knight throw him.” “Taurus understands this well Inferus. Even if he does not voice it. He lives the mantra, breathes it. It’s why the dark prince gave him the strength needed to overcome that specific trial. What does Taurus say when people questions his feats?” “He just says it's simple training. But...there must be more to it.” “There is nothing else to it, outside of the company many use drugs or other means to improve themselves instead of putting the hard work into becoming better. It’s because Taurus never does those things is the reason why he has the dark prince’s favour. He does something so simple, so well is the reason why he is so strong. He never takes the easy road. It’s why he has such an appreciation for fundamentals and basics. Cybernetics can’t grow, it’s static, unchanging hence why he hates them.” Despite not having a voice, even if he is just using his hands, he gets the sense he is being honest. The apothecary admires Taurus, just like everyone else. “The answer you are searching for is simple. You must find new arms, they are not coming back. But it cannot be cybernetics.”

He nodded slowly, he needed new arms. But it can’t be cybernetics, an idea then spawn within his mind. He flicked the pages of the book detailing the Feculent Gnarlmaw, the tree is alive, it’s a daemon in a sense. “I...think I have answer.” he looked over to Silentus who signed firmly. “What is your answer?” “The Feculent Gnarlmaw it’s...a daemon in a sense. Well a daemonic tree, what if we make propspectics from that?” “The tree has been moulded by nurgle.” “But can’t that be changed in someway? Within these tomes there speaks a group of people who warp the creations of other gods. If I develop that ritual the tree can be used for our own ends.” The blue eye lenses of the apothecary’s helmet shimmered slightly. “Interesting.” Inferus nodded. “Plus there is a group of nurgle worshippers that created staffs from the trees, it was a part of them. Breathed with them like...they were alive. That can be used as well.” “Clever, that should satisfy Taurus. Problem is where will we find one?” “The book speaks of the planet Virilis, that is the place where nurgle followers craft their staffs.” he smiled, his heart began beating rapidly. But he stopped just for a moment. “You knew all of this didn’t you?” he questioned Silentus. The apothecary signed. “Perhaps.”

He felt a little flustered, he should of killed him but he oddly felt confident. Taurus hoped that he would discover an answer. He wanted to be proven wrong, he wants to be wrong. As his thoughts wandered, he felt a bump. He looked down to see a woman rubbing her bottom, she stood up. But she did not move, it’s only after a moment she bowed. “Did I do it in the wrong way?” she spoke in almost a flat tone. “I am sorry for bumping into you my lord!” she shouted slightly. Taurus raised his eyebrow. “It’s fine.” She forced an eerie smile “that’s good. People tend to shout at me for some reason.” “So what are you doing up here?” It’s clear that she is from the lower levels, but she did not not respond to his question, she somewhat looked into the distance. “I am Captain Taurus leader of this company.” “Greetings Captain, I am Senshika.” He folded his arms, this woman is an odd curiosity. “What am I meant to think of a strange woman wandering the hallways?” he asked himself the question this time. She nodded “Am I strange? Maybe I need to walk a little differently?” “I want you to come with me.” she blinked. “You want me to share your bed with you? Is that it?” “No.” “You want a private performance? People always ask for those.” “No.” he answered again.

Now she seemed confused, Senshika looked innocent but he knew better. He could tell for some reason. “As your leader I want you to follow me.” he turned and she did as instructed and began to follow him. He wanted Silentus to examine this strange woman. He had the feeling she had the right mindset for war.

Inferus watched the apothecary examine the white haired woman, he did scans and general check ups, Silentus wanted to be thorough so the tests took hours. As Inferus worked on the ritual he can’t help but stare at her, she seemed beautiful, slightly younger than he is but he could see it’s the sort of beauty you don’t touch. Silentus signed at Taurus. “She is mentally ill.” “We all are.” Inferus called out. His captain and the apothecary stared at him for a moment. “It’s true, but I guess you don’t like her brand of mental impairment.” Silentus nodded “he is not wrong, going by tests she is good at recalling information and analysis. But her social skills are non-existent this is just not a simple case of her past either.” She then started to sign. “I fine.” Silentus shook his head. “She also knows the basics of sign language just by watching me.” “This is good.” said Taurus. “I am going to train her from now on.” “What!?” Inferus shouted, he did not understand what he saw but his captain praised her further. “This is a boon, we can use her on the battlefield. She has the right mind for it. Also I sense there has been progress on finding an answer on Inferus’ predicament?” “Yes, we must got to a planet named Virilis.” Silentus signed.

Taurus stroked his chin “what do you aim to do there?” “Make prosthetics out of a daemon.” said Inferus. His captain raised his eyebrow at his answer but he smiled. He seemed eager to see what he has planned. “Right for now Silentus you will look after Senshika, I will put together a training regimine for her.” “Excuse me? You can’t just dump her on me.” “I can, because she will learn sign language from you. Also she has plenty of reading material here.” Taurus then left, for once it seemed like the apothecary seemed deflated that he did not expect this to happen. In the end he had to focus, he can’t get this wrong. Not again, next time he may lose more than his limbs considering how dangerous these rituals are.

Entry four
The raid on Virilis has been approved, we are lucky that there is a hive world on the planet so the warband has a reason to go there. But we have a different task, it’s clear the imperium has ground the old culture into the dust, but it should still exist in some form. I have asked Silentus to have augur readings done to the whole planet and Sagax found lifeforms several hundred miles from the hive city, but what is wonderful about that area is that it’s polluted. The followers of nurgle can live in such an area so that is where we will be going while the rest of the warband attacks the hive city. But Taurus also had the fancial idea to attach Senshika to us as well, he tells us her training has been going “well” so she will be of some use to us. This does not exactly bother me, but she bombards me with constant questions, distracting me from putting together the final parts of the ritual. I have to be honest she is fascinating, she has a strong commitment to whatever she does and I guess that is the reason why Taurus likes her. But as I finish the ritual, I think of my lost forearms and I know things won’t be the same again. I am in this state because I was not satisfied with what I had, but isn’t the point of following the dark prince is to never be content? Maybe whatever I am doing here might be the end of me? If I accepted my place, my lot in this warband I would still have my hands. So all I can do is move forward, I am ready for whatever end the dark prince has in store for me.

Chapter 4
Inferus drew up the last parts of the ritual with the pen, the words that will form the circle around the tree and begin the process. From the corner of his eye he could see Senshika is fully suited up in black armour along with a cloak and hood. She was taking apart her hot-shot lasgun in a smooth practiced motion. Checking over each part before slotting it in, she did it so quickly he wonders how she did it without error. Silentus strode over to his bed with his wargear, it’s environmentally sealed so it should be fit for where they are going. “You are aware I can’t exactly put it on myself?” He closed his journal, it hovered down to his chest. The apothecary placed his gear on a side table, he then faced him. “I will help you.” he signed. He did not exactly like it, someone dressing him but he had no choice in the matter. He shifted and sat up right, his journal fell to the side of his bed. From there Silentus began placing his wargear unto his body. First came the armored plates that lock around his legs. After that his boots clicked in to seal his whole lower body. Inferus hopped off the bed and stood up right. His breastplate was place unto his body but when it came to the gauntlets? To just see them flop at they were attached he frowned. “This...feels strange.” “Your entire forearms are gone so of course it feels strange.” “I still wonder why you care so much about this.” Silentus then placed his helmet on his head. It clicked into place. “This is the divine at work Inferus, I told you that.” “Then what of your voice? Why hasn’t the dark prince given it back?” “Perhaps I am better without it? Ever since losing it I had far more focus than before. I learned diligence and patience. I had to put time and effort into finding a replacement for speech. I could not have a servitor lugging behind me all the time. So I decided to learn sign language, I apply this lesson to everything I do. Training and study in terms of sword play I am better than Taurus.” “I don’t believe it.” said Inferus. He shrugged in return. “Then don’t. It’s time to go, the warband is setting out.” Senshika approached him “I am ready I have checked my weapon. I do have to say the list Taurus gave me is extremely helpful. Things are far more easier now.” She did not exactly sound cheerful but he learned just to accept what she says at face value. “I am surprised she is coming with us.” “Why?” Silentus signed. “For one she is not reliable and I don’t want her doing...something strange. I understand she can work at a specific task bu-” “Inferus?” he turned to her. “What is it?” “I have only known you for a few days…” “And?” “You are very arrogant, prideful even.” Inferus furrowed his brow, the apothecary simply stared and what is going on before him. “Does...that make you happy? Looking down on people I mean.”

The question was asked earnestly, there was no malicious intent. He did not know what to say. “In this situation is it worth it acting that way? Do you...feel better? Does being prideful and arrogant make you a better person?” He shook his head. “I don’t like her.” “She speaks the truth.” Silentus signed “Oh really? What does she know? Senshika knows nothing about me.” “She bases things on actions mainly, not words. So...answer her question.” Inferus grumbled. “It’s not intentional. I don’t mean it.” “Really? Why are you lying?” He started to get further annoyed. “If you don’t mean it you would not act that way. Why would you say that?” “Can we just go!?” That confirms it, he knew he would not like her. He does not hate her but he knows he will never get along with her. He has no idea what Taurus see’s in this woman. The apothecary nodded. “Follow me.” Silentus picked his journal off the bed and clipped it to his waist after that they left the room.

Senshika walked to his side. “Erm...am I meant to apologize here?” “Stop talking? Please?” “Why are you framing it as a question? That doesn’t make sense.” “Stop talking to me.” She nodded “alright.” They continued their journey in silence. As they got to the docking bay he spotted Sagax wearing a sealed suit. He yawned “The thunderhawk is ready my lord, also the combat servitors ready as well.” “Good, you know where we are going?” The commander of the bridge yawned again. “I know, don’t worry.” They stepped onto the thunderhawk he spotted the combat servitors locked down in a corner. Inferus walked to one of the seats and sat. Silentus then strapped him in. Senshika sat in front of him after that the apothecary took the seat to his side. Sagax walked over to the cockpit and took his own place. The thunderhawk then lifted off, the movement was steady and smooth. “I am not arrogant or prideful…” he whispered under his breath. Silentus began moving his hands “The issue you have no right to be that way. What are you good at? What are your strengths?” “I...I am a strong psyker.” “There are plenty of strong psykers, stronger than you. In a few short days Tetricus will surpass your power easily. I suspect he is already stronger than you.” Inferus scoffed “You know nothing about me! What I have been through!” “I am sure you have been through much but have you gotten any better? Where are your scars? Your strength and power? Taurus is trying to rehabilitate you don’t you realise that? Do you think he asked you to specialise for no reason? He knew you would hit a wall, he wants to see what you can truly do. Will you rise or fall? The fact that you are still alive shows his belief in your abilities.” “B-But..he said…” Tetricus shook his head. “Then you truly don’t know him.” Silentus then sat back, it’s clear to him he no longer wanted to talk.

Inferus thought on the conversation, he was not used to it, not truly. Someone believing him, he hoped that Adelram would trust him, he never did. Not even once. If he had hands he would hit himself for being so foolish. “Silentus...I won’t let him down.” The apothecary did not respond, he just sat there. What he wanted was results. Words are meaningless.

The thunderhawk shifted slightly as it landed, the bay doors opened. Silentus got up from his seat and undid his straps. Inferus rose, he wanted to see the place that will be his salvation. He stepped down the bay, now he was before a small forest. The trees had no leaves. There were also pools of green goo surrounding it. He could feel the touch of the plague god on this place, the wet sound of a boil bursting and a gurgling laughter. “I wonder what’s inside the forest?” He looked to his right to see Sneshika standing there, holding her gun tightly. “Well...hopefully a feculent gnarlmaw.” he responded. Silentus then stepped down the landing bay with combat servitors, the three of them had their arms replaced with stormbolters. “Inferus you are aware if you don’t find what you need…” “I know my head is going in the freezer.” The apothecary nodded, he then removed his two handed blade from his back and began walking onwards.

Inferus followed with Senshika, the servitors trailed behind them.

Taurus severed the head of a guardsman, he blasted another with his bolt pistol. The roads are clotted with corpses, the enemy tanks are a smouldering ruin and he knew that soon enough they will reach the spires. He looked back to see Tetricus extracting souls into gems attached to his belt. His apprentices were either playing with corpses or standing at attention. He noted that one of them is holding Inferus’ staff. Taurus approached his company sorcerer. “Why is he using Inferus’ staff?” He pointed at the young one, he had brown hair. “Raxim?” “Yes I am referring to him.” “Well...my apprentice has no need for it.” “He might recover.” Tetricus scoffed “the fact you will deny him cybernetics means he will never recover.” he said firmly. “You broke him, shattered him with your words and why are you taking Silentus side in this?” “I am not taking sides or do you have no faith in your own student?” “I am a realist, he has no chance, I know how he is. It’s likely that he is going to find nothing or his plan blows up in his face again! He will never be equal to us! As I said you should of never put that idea into his head in the first place!” He shrugged “what is the meaning of your name again?” “I am not morose! Or gruff! I don’t sulk either!” “I gave you that nickname because always look at the bad side of something. Your mindset is your weakness.” Now his brother looked hurt, he turned away slightly. “We all can’t be like you…” Taurus fully turned away from him. “Maybe, but at least he is trying to chase me. Even if I have to remove his head I will remember him fondly.” He continued onwards, ever forward since there is only one path.

He hated walking through this forest, the further they go in the barren trees now had pus seeping from them and maggots writhed on the ground. He could hear a whistle in the breeze and the laughter never left his ears. Then came a young female voice. “Please! Don’t hit me! Please I am sorry!” It kept repeating again and again. He wondered who it was. +All know despair….+ the voice was jolly but at the back of it he could hear a bell. The voice continued to pass through his mind. +The broken thing seeks love...comfort...the grandfather can provide…+ Inferus turned his head slightly to Senshika “That’s...your voice isn’t it?” “Yes it is.” She was confident despite where they were. “I assume your parents were horrible to you.” “They were, other kids told me I should scream those words. It might make them stop. It didn’t.” “I am...sorry.” “Why are you being nice to me now when you were horrible to me before?” He shook his head, he can’t win with her. He faced ahead “She will be fine…” +But are you?” Shut up. He said to himself. But the voice was unrelenting. +They do not understand love, they do not understand family. All your pain and torment...what do you have to show for it? Your old master would of prefered you to be a vessel for a being of depravity, he viewed you as a slave and tool.+ And he is now dead. +Ah...but you now have another unfeeling master. Despair clings to your body…+ The trees started to move. “What if I can’t do this? What if I don’t find what I seek?” his voice can be heard on the winds. It’s his thoughts, the part of him whispering at the back of his mind.

He shook his head. The filtered air started to taste disgusting. +You desire strength...vigour...the grandfather can provide all of that. All are his children.+ Inferus squinted his eyes slightly. I can’t consider it. +Because you don’t want to “betray” your masters?+ A guttural laugh swept from his mind. The winds began to pick up again. “Why is he using Inferus’ staff?” “Raxim?” This time the voices sounded like an echo, it was distant. It belonged to Tetricus and Taurus. “Yes I am referring to him.” “Well...my apprentice has no need for it.” Inferus wanted to clench his body, he felt cold. So that’s what he wanted his staff for. +See? They have no faith in you...listen.+ “He will never be equal to us!” His master’s voice stayed with him, but he shook his head. “Taurus...believes in me.” he said quietly to himself. +Really? He was the first to betray you. To push you away…..the apothecary lies. He is the reason why you suffer now...in his mad quest to satisfy his pathetic faith he has lead you astray.+ Inferus stared at his back. +Kill him...come to us and gain new found strength, the power to spread the joyous love of Nurgle...no matter if you are mortal or astartes nurgle loves all his children…+ That sounded promising, but he was conflicted his teeth began chittering. “I-I can’t…” he whispered to himself. +You can be a leader…+ he saw a flash, a person wearing dark rusted armour, they wore a long green cloak and a hood that obscured their face. Under the hood he saw a green eye glow, he saw himself slashing with a large scythe, none could stand before him. His master’s pitiful sorcery was turned aside as he unleashed the rot of nurgle upon him. He screamed in agony, he melted into green liquid. Taurus then stood before him, so proud, so bright...he hated his light. He wanted the comforting touch of father nurgle, Taurus insulted him, he cursed him and called him the death of his pride and joy. He ran towards him blade held tightly, but now he was in the forest again.

His lips trembled +You want that...don’t you?+ “I….” then he felt several taps on his shoulder. The voice screamed in frustration. Inferus jolted slightly to see Senshika is now clasping his shoulder. “W-what are you doing?” She nodded. “Taurus said if Inferus starts fidgeting and whispering to himself on the journey he wanted me to tap your shoulders several times and then clasp it like this.” She repeated the action again. Strangely it made him feel better. He relaxed “why..would he tell you to do that?” “He said your armour is chinked, broken and there are many gaps that the enemy can exploit.” Her answer caused him to frown slightly, but he was not upset. “I should...thank him.” He looked ahead, but Senshika kept repeating the taps and grabbing his shoulder for a few short moments. “You can stop now.” “Oh...alright.” She bought her hand back to herself.

Inferus stared at the apothecary he wondered why he didn’t do anything? Maybe...he shook his head. “No..he would not help me.” this time he spoke out loud. Suddenly Silentus stopped, Inferus frowned “why are we stopping?” He turned to him. “We are here look.” He took a few steps forward, he could see the tree snarling and gnashing it’s jaws. The chime from the bells caused his skin to crawl, but surrounding the tree were figures in dirty green robes. They were kneeling and praising the feculent gnarlmaw. “What do we do?” he asked. “We take the tree.” Silentus signed. “Senshika open fire.” She leveled the hot-shot lasgun at the kneeling figures and began firing.

All of her shots were clean and precise, if someone was hit they did not get back up. Once they were all dead she replaced the charge pack with a new one. “They are all dead my lord.” “Good, now comes the hard part.” “Hard part?” he asked. The bodies were sucked into the ground and after a moment a guttural roar was heard in the wind. From the ground daemons rose, clenching rusted weapons. According to his studies these are plaguebearers. Their green skin was covered in mucus, slime and maggots. The largest one pointed at him, it shouted. +You lost a chance to serve the grandfather! Yo-” It’s head suddenly exploded in a shower of green ichor. Inferus looked over to Senshika “I..don't like him. He talks too much.” she said flatly. Silentus nodded “that’s one problem taken care of...now start the ritual. Senshika cover me!” Silentus charged forward with the servitors they fired their storm-bolters into the crowd of daemons.

But what was most impressive is the apothecary's swordplay. It was without error as he severed limbs and heads. Inferus nodded and spread his feet slightly, he began speaking the words in the dark tongue. In reaction the daemonic tree started to roar, the chimes turned more violent, he could feel blood trailing down from his nose. His legs were wobbling, but he kept roaring the words out.

A daemonic circle that flashed with a pink brilliance emerged around the tree, as that happened the plaguebearers redoubled their assault. But they could not even get close to Silentus. His two-handed sword danced through the air and along with the covering fire from the servitors and Senshika they stood no chance. But Inferus could feel his body growing weak, the chimes were now even causing blood to leak from his ears. Yet he had to hold on, the words simply spilled from his lips and the screaming of the tree turned more intense. The mouth of the daemon tree started to close and fuse together, the dark brown colour shifted to a shade of bone, dark bone. The pus vanished and was replaced with flowers, the great three green bulges on the tree fell off and melted into the ground. The plaguebearers began wailing in anger and fury, he heard guttural threats in the dark tongue.

Seeing this he smiled. “I did it...” he dropped to his knees. The apothecary severed the heads of the last plaguebearers, he placed his weapon on his back. He stared at the tree and nodded. “So...what are you going to do with it?” He looked up to Senshika. “Well..new limbs will be made from the tree.” “But it’s wood. How are you going to move it around?” “Daemonic wood.” he corrected her. “Considering its nature and with the proper rituals I should be able to move it like a normal limb. Please help me up.” She grabbed his arm and helped him to his feet. He approached Silentus. “Now….we don’t need too much.” “We are taking the whole tree.” he signed. “Excuse me!?” he almost shouted. “Even if it takes several trips. We are taking the whole tree.”

Inferus blinked in surprise, he wondered what he needed the whole tree for?

Taurus folded his arms, right now his brothers are at work gathering supplies but he had to admit the spire levels of the hive city looked wonderful. Even if the golden statues are destroyed and the well made houses are on fire. He wondered if his good mood is due to another victory? He then frowned “we need to move to the next battlefield.” he needed a new war, a new victory. “Taurus.” he turned his head to his company sorcerer, he sighed. “They have the tree.” He looked ahead again. “I see.” “You aren’t going to say anything else?” “Why should I? You are the one that had no faith to begin with.” His brother shook his head, he can see it from the corner of his eye. “So what do you expect? Whatever he is going to make they are not going to be real hands.” “You are assuming again.” “B-bu-” “For once, just stop, be silent and watch. Unlike you I believe in Silentus.” “How can you!? After what he did!?” “We would not be alive it wasn’t for him, I would not be the man who I am now if it was not for him. Even if he caused some very painful memories but I became stronger and better at what I do because of them.” His brother was now silent, he is glad that he is now following his advice. Sometimes Tetricus needs to learn to have faith.

He stared at his patient on the operating bed, soon he will be put to sleep. Then he will awaken with new limbs. He made sure to cover the tray, he worked on the limbs by himself he did not want to reveal his whole plan to Inferus. Silentus walked over to the bed. “You are aware this might not work.” he signed. “I know...but I am confident it will.” his voice told him that he had no more doubts. But he knew better, many say that they follow the will of the dark prince, but many lack actual faith like his brother Tetricus. Faith is to have complete trust and confidence in the dark prince, to see his plan in everything and one is coming to an end. He had to admit he was disappointed in Inferus during the trip in the forest. Without Senshika’s aid Inferus would of failed, in just a few short moments he will be tested again and he cannot fail, not when he is so close.

Silentus watched his eyes close and now he turned to the tray, he removed the cover to display his work. A set of two forearms, they were shaped like actual bones.

He also made some additions to help Inferus in his goal. He smiled and began his work.

Inferus blinked, he was now in a white space, he looked around in confusion. “What is going on?” he walked around “where am I?” “Why did you deny me?” the voice was hoarse, but he recognised it. It was his own voice. He blinked again and the figure from the vision was now before him. The green eye smouldering with power, flies buzzed around his form, he gripped the scythe tightly with an actual hand. “The apothecary is spinning his web around you, and you don’t even realise it.” “I know he is planning something, the fact that he bought the whole tree to the ship is evident.” “So you trust him?” “I trust his faith.” He watched himself snarl in annoyance. “What is faith when it comes to the god of depravity!?” He strode up to him and shouted “We have no faith! We don’t have faith in anyone! Everyone has betrayed us! Used us!” Inferus looked away for a moment. “I know…” “So why do you allow it to continue!” He watched himself take a deep breath, he then offered his hand out. “He can provide us with what we want.” “I already said no.” “The broken thing got in the way...this is the only chance left. A small part of me exists still within that tree. I am using this chance to save you.” He shook his head. “So if I say yes...what then?” “You will show everyone how great you truly are. You will know love, contentment and despair. For in accepting despair you will have nothing to worry about. The grandfather’s love...my love will be with you always. Have you ever felt the love of the god of excess? He is a cruel thing, spiteful...he destroys those who don’t fit his vision. Look at your hands” Inferus bought his arms up, he stared at his missing forearms. “He took away your joy just because you wanted more. He prefers the astartes, they are better, strong and far more perfect...but my love is for all.” “How can I reach out...if I have no hands to do so?”

He watched himself nod. “You do have hands.” He blinked again and he saw his hands were there. He found his breathing has become hard, but slowly he reached out. As his hand creeped closer to his...true self his dark skin started to become covered in boils. It was painful, he wanted to pull back. “No! Don’t pull back! This pain...is just temporary. All of your heartache will be gone, all pain will be gone and then you will be content.” He grit his teeth, his fingers were just a few inches away. But just before he touched the hand he stopped. He just stopped for a moment. “He will...be disappointed right?” “Yes he will be.” “Why?” “Because he does not understand.” He shook his head. “No...because I gave up. I..don’t want to give up.” He pulled his hand back, the sensation and the pain vanished. He could no longer feel anything again.

He watched himself roar in frustration, he gripped the scythe in both hands “fool! I won’t allow this!” Then he heard a click, a strange sensation washed over his arms and body. He looked down to see thin limbs that are shaped like bone. Runes covered it and there is a strange metal contraption on his left forearm. There was a wire mixed in with a blade that is slotted in between his ulna and radius. The flesh around his elbow also seemed to have fused with it. He looked over to his right arm, to see there was a rainguard attached to his metal wrist, it was styled slightly and had pink jewels embedded into it. But the best thing is that he oddly could feel his fingers.

He moved his hands, flexed them slightly he looked forward to see his plague touched self is now gone. He then heard a roar of anger to his right he turned and dodged the scythe that came down. “I will end you! I will allow my brother to use it!” He charged towards him again. He narrowed his eyes at himself. “I refuse you. I refuse my weakness and everything you offer.” as those words parted his lips, his weakness...his reflection shattered.

The whole white space began to collapse on itself, he smiled.

Inferus opened his eyes, he felt groggy he blinked several times to see Silentus and Taurus standing before him. “Are you...here to take my head captain?” He shook his head. “Do the test.” The apothecary nodded. “Raise your arm.” He did as instructed he lifted it, he felt it moving and he saw the bone like arm from his dream. He moved the somewhat large fingers, it felt like real fingers. “This...is amazing.” The apothecary got a pen and tapped his fingers. It felt the small tap it hurt just slightly. “Did you feel that?” he signed. “I did.” “This is good but the main question is can it grow Silentus?” Taurus spoke coldly, Inferus knew he is just preparing himself to kill him. But on that part he did not do research, but oddly he felt confident.

The apothecary nodded. “I made some adjustments the strength of the limb should increase with his psychic powers.” He picked up a glass from the side table. “Hold this.” Inferus nodded he clutched the glass, but it shattered instantly in his hands. “He needs to train to control it and it can grow. Does this satisfy you captain?” “It does now I want to know the real reason why you helped him and why we have a whole tree stuffed in a room.” He had to admit he was curious as well. “In light of your assault on Novum and recent wars I have decided that you need covert operatives that range ahead of our force and assassinate key targets. Also they will be able to take locations which the main army cannot.” “So is this the reason why you are having Senshika examined by Tetricus?” “Yes, I have compiled reports that many say they see flowers whenever she plays in the theatre. Also it’s likely that psykers are the only ones compatible with the limbs.” “Because they grow with one’s psychic power…” Taurus began musing. “Interesting. I will be training them then.” Inferus blinked “what?” “Did you not hear me? I will be training them, which includes you. Also I have some news for you Inferus.” He had a feeling he is not going to like it. “Let me guess it has something to do with Senshika?” He nodded. “She is moving in with you.” “Why!? I don’t want her in my room!” he pointed at him a rush of psychic energy left the rainguard. “Calm yourself!” Taurus shouted. Inferus ground his teeth, he tried to calm down, the psychic energy ebbed away. “You have no choice in this. She can learn a lot from you, think of this as a new experience.”

Taurus smiled. Inferus could not help but sigh heavily in return.

I am going to be honest...I like writing Senshika.

I want to ask you guys something how would you feel about a gene stealer cult story where they are the protagnists?

You mean they as in the company or they as in the genstealers? Personally I'm selfish so anything that takes you away from this story is gonna be a firm no from me lol. Honestly though you should do whatever you want, your a great writer and I'm sure it would be great.

 Dayknight wrote:

You mean they as in the company or they as in the genstealers? Personally I'm selfish so anything that takes you away from this story is gonna be a firm no from me lol. Honestly though you should do whatever you want, your a great writer and I'm sure it would be great.

A proper genestealer cult story. From their perspective its a long way off just throwing around the idea. Gotta do reasearch, read books and start collecting the models so it won't happen for a long time. Since no one has really done it, they are always the antagonist or throw away enemy. I just think they kinda need more stories told about them.

Plus I am glad that you enjoy this story that much. XD

I was going to suggest why not do it in tandem with this story the way you had the perspective of the inquisitor's story from earlier in the book? However according to the front page you seem to be capable of multiple stories in tandem so hey what do I know. As long as I'm getting my dose of slaanesh I'm pretty sure I wouldn't care if you inked this story in a puppies blood.

 Dayknight wrote:

I was going to suggest why not do it in tandem with this story the way you had the perspective of the inquisitor's story from earlier in the book? However according to the front page you seem to be capable of multiple stories in tandem so hey what do I know. As long as I'm getting my dose of slaanesh I'm pretty sure I wouldn't care if you inked this story in a puppies blood.

I see...anyway it's just an idea at the moment. It's going to be a few months before I take a crack at it since I will also have to heavily research tyranids. So there will be tons of slaanesh goodness coming your way.

Chapter 5
He sat crossed legged in front of Taurus with Senshika, his captain paced up and down the training room. At the moment it’s their first session, it took him a few days to recover after the operation but he was excited to finally get started. “So...what are we doing? How are we going to train?” Taurus stopped before him and nodded. “Get up.” he rose and suddenly a fist came towards him, he could actually see it. Inferus quickly took a step back. But then he found himself falling to the floor with a thud, his jaw was swaying and a burst of pain exploded in his mouth. He thought to push it back in to aid in healing but he would crush it utterly if he did that, he then felt soft hand pushing his chin up slightly. The jaw clicked back into place, the pain vanished. He shifted his eye to see Senshika gently pushing his chin, he waved her back. But she did not move, she kept her hand in place. “He is fine Senshika.” said Taurus. She nodded and removed her hand, Inferus shook his head and stood up, he frowned at his captain. “Why did you do that?” “It’s training.” he responded. “It’s good you spotted the first punch, I made sure to keep it at the same speed from the last time I hit you.” As he said that his memory began to jog slightly, he remembered his first session, he simply punched him in the face to test him. “So...am I getting better?” “Yes but first you must learn to control your arms.” He opened a pouch and pulled out a white egg. “Open your hand.” His prosthetics clicked as he opened his hand. Taurus placed the egg into his palm. “Pick that up and hold it with your fingers.”

Inferus nodded and used his other hand to pick up the egg but it was crushed instantly soon as his fingers placed pressure upon it. The yoke fell to the floor he stared at it and frowned “This isn’t going to work.” “Well I am going to teach you nothing until you can control your strength.” He gestured, a servitor came over from the corner holding a tray full of eggs. “That will be your task for now.” He walked over to Senshika and instructed her to get up, they began going through the various weapons on the stands. Inferus cursed, he faced the tray and attempted to pick up another egg. The same thing happened again, pressure from his fingers greeted the shell it cracked. He sighed heavily “this...will take awhile.”

Silentus looked over the reports, it’s been confirmed Senshika is a psyker. He stared at the laser machine crafting her new forearms. With this she will be a deadly weapon. A weapon Taurus can use, the same goes with Inferus. From there a squad will be formed, a squad dedicated to Taurus and has true faith in the dark prince. He nodded I should send my reports to master. He thought of Fabius for a moment, despite his opinion on the gods he serves them all the same. His acts displays utter faith, even though he spits denial. But then he heard his door opening, distracting him from his thoughts. Silentus had a good idea who it was. He connected his autosenses with the servitor and began speaking. “What is it?” His brother strode to his side. “What are you planning?” said Tetricus. “I am planning nothing. My plan came to fruition.” “You cost me an apprentice.” “Really? Is that what you think?” “It is the truth.” “He will still need you brother.” The sorcerer snorted“Oh? It seems Taurus has hold him now. You are the one that manipulated him...if only he didn’t listen to you.” “If he didn’t listen to me he would become miserable and lost, he will be without direction and purpose. He would of stepped off the road of perfection.” “How do you know that!?” “That is what my faith tells me...all I hear is jealousy.” “Jealousy!?” “Inferus is now a curiosity, he has new found strength and you are upset that you won’t be able to guide it. But I assure you he will come to you.” His brother tutted in annoyance, his wants are simple as always but...oddly he loved him all the same.

Tetricus then turned away with a swish of his robes, Silentus could tell his answer satisfied him and that’s all he needs. He bought his eyes to the laser machine again he allowed himself to smile, he felt genuine joy at what is unfolding before him.

He grunted in annoyance staring at all the shattered eggs. “This is impossible!” he dropped his arms to his side. He looked over to Taurus, he could see him training Senshika in swordplay, seeing that he grimaced heavily. He faced the tray that is full of yoke and shells. He took a deep breath and focused, he had to be still, he bent his mind to controlling his body. He took a deep breath and then exhaled the runes on the limbs glew with a soft pink light. He slowly reach for an egg and picked it up, he held it and turned it over. “I did it! I did it!” He turned to Taurus “Look! Captain please look!” He turned his head and nodded. “Well done. That is enough Senshika.” “Alright captain.” She placed the blade back onto the stand. Taurus walked over and looked the egg over. “Right training is over.” The egg shattered in his hand. “What? I-” “Training is over.” he said firmly.

Inferus flicked his hand to remove the debris, “fine.” in return to his words Taurus gave a curt nod. He began walking to the door, Senshika followed him out of the training room. As they left Senshika quickly walked to his side. “You tried hard today.” she said flatly. What she said caused a flare of anger to brush through him, but he held back. Ever since she moved in whatever comes from her mouth is a plain statement or a question. But...she is right, he had to admit that much. “Who knew picking up an egg is so hard?” “Picking up an egg isn’t hard.” she responded. Inferus shook his head. “For me it is.” He showed her his hand, he moved his fingers. “I can’t write in my journal, I can’t play the piano or even cook….I can’t even train properly.” He sighed “I thought things...would be easier but they are far more harder than before.” Senshika smiled at him, it was forced he could tell. “You are trying to reassure me aren’t you?” She nodded rapidly. “I read in a book that when people frown if you give them a large smile it brings up their spirits.” He chuckled he had to admit he felt slightly better. “Th-” Senshika bumped into someone, she fell onto her bottom. She winced as she hit the ground, Inferus looked forward to see several members of the cult staring at them. The leader wore a black robe, jewels dangled from his belt and his staff was shaped like a snake. He had two large cultist soldiers backing him.

They wore black armour with snake motifs painted on various sections of their gear. He narrowed his eyes “What do you want?” The priest smiled “I am priest Barthas we are taking the woman.” He looked down to Senshika who was still rubbing her bottom frowning, he then faced the priest again. “Why?” “She resisted the re-education program I wish to correct that now that she is walking among the the demi-gods.” “She is fine how she is.” he answered back. The priest sighed “things are changing you...are just a cook.” His words suprised him unless Lucretius has not spoken to them of his other roles, still Taurus put Senshika under his care. He pointed at Barthas “I am warning you once...back off.” The priest looked at his hands in disgust “what is that? Cruddy prosthetics? I am surprised you haven’t been discarded due to the loss of your hands.” His annoyance turned to anger, the blade in his left arm flicked out. He raised his hand and the blade shot out impaling a cultist in the throat, he was then pulled towards him.

Inferus punched him in the face with his right hand, utterly destroying it. He felt the bone breaking, the flesh on his hands. The blade then left the cultist throat, drawing back to it’s old spot. Psychic energy then shot out of the rainguard, forming a blade he leapt forward, the priest was about to turn and run but with a swift slash he removed the head of the priest. The last cultist was already running away. He raised his left arm again and the blade shot out spearing him through the chest. The fleeing soldier was drawn to him, he bought up his psychic blade. The thought to kill this one slowly brushed against his thoughts, his body felt hot and a smile lined his face. He rammed the psychic blade through the back of their head.

The psychic blade then sputtered away, he removed the black that was lodged into their back, the last cultist fell to the floor. He faced Senshika who was blinking in what seemed to be surprise. Oddly enough he offered his hand. As he did so he saw flashes of his face, he squinted his eye. I killed him. Then he realised that he might shatter her hand, he did not have full control yet. But she took it anyway, he felt her soft cold hand on his. He tried to cool himself down, his blood was running hot. He slowly gripped her hand and pulled her up. “You smiled as you killed them.” she said flaty “Sorry.” “It’s fine, I wish I could smile as I killed people.” Her answer was strange, but it did not surprise him. “I could not allow them to take you. Taurus said you live with me now.” He released his grip “Be careful around the corpses, I don’t want you falling on your face this time.” She nodded and they continued walking back to his room. As they made their journey he looked at his arms again, he wondered how exactly he did that. The weapons simply moved with his thought..no...it was instinct. Pure instinct, he wondered how Silentus fabricated such devices. In the end these new set of limbs are going to give him what he wants.

They soon reached the kitchen door, Senshika was going to enter the code but he raised his hand to stop her. “I will do it.” She nodded and took a step back, he got his finger ready and slowly pushed each button. As he finished the code the door clicked and it slid open he gestured Senshika inside, her face was deadpan as always as she walked in, he followed her in afterwards. As they got into the kitchen he looked around “How about I make you something?” She stopped and turned, looking at him in confusion. “Why are you being nice to me?” He folded his arms. “Because how I treated you in the past was a foolish thing to do. Now…” he went around the kitchen and gathered basic ingredients, he wants to make something simple like a salad. Throughout the process he made sure to keep himself focused, he does not want to break anything. As he put the vegetables and white meat together Senshika stared at his work with interest. He also threw a few seasonings as well, he then placed the salad into a bowel and offered it to her. She picked up a fork and began eating, she took a small bite at first but then she started rushing. Almost stuffing the salad into her mouth.

Once she was done she blinked “I want more.” He nodded he made another batch, he had to admit doing this helps in controlling his strength. His mind always has to be alert, aware of what he is doing at all times. He made another batch of salad and placed it into Senshika’s bowel. She greedily ate the food, she looked up to him her eyes started to water slightly but she still had that dead look about her. Once she was done she pushed to bowel to him. “I liked it.” she said flatly. Considering how she said it most would not believe her, but he knew when she says something she means it. “Why don’t you get some rest? I will clean up.” She nodded and walked to the bedroom. Now alone he started to clean up, his heart began to twist, he felt a strange throbbing pain. “She is not him…” he said firmly. Both of them are not even remotely the same and he felt nothing when he killed him. She is not a replacement. The bowel then cracked in his grip. He frowned and placed it into a bin. Inferus also made sure to clear up the shards that were left behind. He looked at the bedroom door and sighed heavily. “She would not want such a thing.” He continued cleaning up in silence.

Entry five

As the days tick by my control is increasing and now...I can finally write without destroying my pen. I still fear to touch the piano but what I have noticed is that my dexterity has increased and my senses are sharper. Over the past few days I can’t help but notice my master hovering behind us, he is out of sight but I can sense him following me and Senshika to the training room. To me it’s obvious why this is happening, he is jealous but I do feel I would need his guidance soon enough. Since the strength of my limbs corresponds to my psychic power, who else can teach me to increase it? Anyway Taurus is actually letting me handle weapons and as I expected his training...is brutal. Marathons around the upper levels, hours of training against deadly servitors….What makes it worse is that he forbade me from using biomancy unless I suffer extreme injury during training. His words were thus “Your biomancy has become a crutch instead of a tool I will correct it even if I have to break your body.” So from there lesson after lesson has been full of pain and ache and he even expects me to fulfill my other duties as well. But I have to admit...the training is...nice in a strange way. I have a small understanding of why Taurus is so strong...powerful and...wonderful. His own training regimen must be far more gruelling and painful. But he endures it all for the sake of his ideal, so I can’t allow myself to stop, for Taurus is doing this because I am valuable piece, a component needed to achieve perfection.

Chapter 6
Lucas frowed, as he walked the hallways of the lightbringer. The cruiser hovered over Virilis they have just finished their investigation but a part of him feels all of this is wrong. That they are not getting any further in stopping the heretic, that the great enemy is leading them by the nose. He may not know fully what they are facing, but he feels he knows enough and what is happening to Avala is evident. she is showing the signs just like his old mates. His family that drowned in narcotics and ignored even their closest friends and loved ones. At this moment Avala is even ignoring calls from other inquisitors of her order.

But as his mind ran, he felt a small spike of pain in his head. Then a soft whisper telling him to think further, to drown himself in the mystery and the ecstasy of finding the truth, to seek out the heretic and put him to the flame. Lucas shook his head, pushing the voice away he breathed in the incense that is clinging to the air. The servitors are walking up and down the hallway swaying the censer side by side invoking the litany of purity in flat tones. He focused on those words, using his hate to push back whatever seeks to lure him to darkness.

His mouthed moved with the words, he spoke the litanty himself and the whisper ebbed away to nothing. He took a deep breath and exhaled. “I wonder if she will listen?” he said out loud. The crusader and assassin would not question, they would not dare to. But sometimes he wonders that’s the reason why a hive ganger like him was chosen by the holy inquisition. That he just had a nose for trouble and he can smell it at this moment. Eventually he reached her chamber door and knocked. He stood in front of the double doors, purity seals and invocations to the emperor covered it entirely, after what he has seen he could see why Avala has done such a thing to her door. In the past all he thought about is seeing the next day, and killing any bastard who crossed into their turf, but now? All of that seemed so small...empty and meaningless. Even those people who are going about their day to day life, complaining and whining about things which are so small and insignificant, they have no idea what darkness seeks to take them. That people are dying to ensure that they can even complain to begin with. The door now slid open, he stepped forward into the inquisitor's room. Before in the past the room had purity seals lining the walls, devotions and words to the emperor carved onto the open spots of the wall. Even the ceiling was not untouched. But now? He looked around, the walls now have pictures of...that heretic. Lines connecting the pictures to unknown planets and her desk is full of reports and more images displaying the countenance of the heretic astartes.

His eyes then fell upon Avala, she walked around her table lost in thought, her shaven head glistening in the light. She wore her leather jacket and flak armour while on the ship, no matter what she wants to be ready for a possible attack. Lucas walked forward and stood in the middle of the room and coughed slightly “Inquisitor.” She stopped and faced him, her green eyes bore into him, but what terrified him is the tattoo along her brow, a mound of skulls with the Inquisition symbol placed on top, burning with fire. “What is it? I am busy.” Lucas cleared his throat, he fidgeted slightly. “I-I...want to talk to you about something.” “Speak then.” He looked around the room nervously, he dislikes looking at the images too long. He gestured both hands to each end of the room. “This.” “What of it? We are chasing a dangerous heretic.” “I-I know...but aren’t you worried?” “Worried about what?” “That he is getting to you?” She frowned heavily, his heart jumped. “I have chased the minions of darkness for years Lucas, you are but a child a-” He shook his head. “In all your other cases did you have pictures of the person you are chasing lining your walls?” He knew it was dangerous to cut her off, or even talk to her in such a manner. But deep down he knows Avala is a good woman and he won’t let her be taken like his old gang. His words caused her to chuckle “so what are you saying?” She walked over to him. “That a servant of the throne cannot handle the sight of the heretic?” “N-n-” “That I don’t know how to do my job?” Lucas clenched his hands. “So why are you ignoring the calls of those who belong to your order? The astropath has stacks of letters ready for you and some are even from a lord inquisitor himself!” Her cold eyes then moved away from him, just for a moment. “I focused on finding him. You saw what he did on Virilis?” “Yeah...he butchered his way through soldiers and majority of the population joined in.” “Do you know how dangerous that is?” Lucas steeled his heart. “I have seen enough….but I want you to think for a moment. Is this a fascination? Or investigation? Do you truly want to stop him?” He looked into her eyes, deeply this time, she had the same eyes as some of his best friends. Utterly convinced that nothing is wrong, but he could see it. That small glow, that need, but in her case it’s a different sort of drug she is addicted to. “Do you...admire him?” This time the inquisitor flicked away. “Get out.” Lucas sighed, he shook his head. He did not want to overstay his welcome, he turned and left the room.

As he got outside he breathed in the incense again, and now he just realised that her room smelled different. Instead of smelling of heat and fire, her room now had a sweet smell. The same sort of smell that his old gang base took after his brothers turned to darkness. He placed his hands in his jacket pocket, he began walking and frowned. “Too many good people get lost…”

She stared at the door in annoyance “have I overestimated him?” Avala shook her head and looked down to the pictures. Where are you going next? She thought to herself. She needed to find him urgently, she can’t be distracted now. She looked down to the picture of his actual face, a rare image caught by a camera before a world was put to ash through exterminatus. Avala held this picture up, confusion set in. “You can’t be a champion of the serpent.” He looks old, scarred and beaten by hundreds of wars. But his eyes are strong, dedicated and clear. A set of eyes belonging to a champion of the emperor, it’s gotten to the point she is not sure whether he is truly a heretic or not. But he bares all the runes, shows the dedication to the ruinous power her order forever holds as their highest enemy. She clutched the picture tightly she smiled to herself. “I need to meet him…” she said cooly. Yes...you do. A voice strangely answered back. She seized up slightly, but she relaxed. “Yes...I have to meet him. I must face him.”

She dove back into her investigation, a smile lining her lips.

Inferus staggered back, he held his blade as they circled each other. So far he could not even break Taurus’ guard, he sees no holes either. His body wracked with pain, but it felt good he was focused. It’s clear Taurus is waiting for him to attack, but he held back, he does not want to be lured in. His captain suddenly launched himself forward, Inferus tried to raise his guard but suddenly he felt soft taps on his right shoulder and the back of his neck. He turned grunting in frustration. “How do you move so fast?” “Training.” Taurus said. The answer just aggravated him. “That’s your answer to everything!” His captain shook his head. “What other answer should I give? That I sacrifice and bathe in the blood of innocents to increase my vigour and speed? That I tear the tongues out of slaves to use in incense? Or that I use the tears of tortured slaves in my food in order to focus?” The questions bombarded him, he knew that he was talking of his brothers. Inferus bowed “I am sorry.” “You did nothing to apologize for, but the answer is simple, people expect everything to be complicated when it’s not. Even in loss, Inferus you are getting better.” His sudden praise caused his heart to swell slightly, but then a question spawned in his mind. “Captain...if you don’t mind me asking...you don’t eat humans?” “You talk of cannibalism?” “Well...yes mast-” Taurus grunted, he could hear the disgust behind it. “I don’t judge my fellow brothers and their eating habits. But devouring your follow man is disgusting, revolting even. I consider abhumans to be in the same category.” Inferus slowly nodded. “What of...Aeldari or other xeno’s?” “That’s fine.” his answer caused him to blink in surprise. “May I ask why?” “It’s simple Inferus, xeno’s are animals, it’s fine to eat them, humanity is above them in all things. Now enough questions.” He took a step back and got into battle stance again. “Come.”

He smiled, this time he attacked first.

She lay on the operating bed, she didn’t feel nervous just curious. Senshika stared at the prosthetic arms, mixed into the left arm she could see Silentus adjusting a strange harp like device and carving runes upon it. A part of her wondered if she would be able to feel something after this operation.

But her mind drifted to her roommate, so far how Inferus is treating her is confusing, but she does not have that bitter taste in her mouth and it seems that he is not lying either. Senshika wondered what triggered the change. “My lord?” He stopped his work and turned. “What is it?” he signed. “Will I be able to feel something with those arms? Will I be able to smile as I kill people? Just like Inferus?” The apothecary nodded “yes, the limbs will enhance certain chemicals in the brain to invoke emotion. For example..gaining joy in killing. I believe it’s important to enjoy what you do, if you enjoy something you will pursue that path more readily.” She slowly nodded “I see.” Silentus was about to turn but another question popped into her head. “I have another question.” The apothecary stopped and faced her again. “What?” “Do you know why Inferus is being nice to me?” Silentus did not sign anything for a moment. “It’s his hunger.” “Hunger? I have never seen Inferus rubbing his stomach, plus he never seems hungry either.” He shook his head “not that sort of hunger, all followers of the dark prince crave something. Some wish to become the perfect bladesman, others hunger for sensation and in Inferus case it’s attachment. It’s why Taurus placed you and Inferus together.” She slowly nodded, “so it’s genuine then.” “Yes it is, just like your hunger for emotion. You kill for it, torture people for it and use anyone in order to get some sliver of that nectar. Inferus made you taste it...just for a moment. Even if you don’t realise it.” he then stopped signing.

The apothecary walked over and placed the oxygen mask on her face. Oddly, after that conversation Senshika found herself smiling. She had no idea why that was the case. Then her eyes began to feel heavy, her eyes fluttered as she drifted to sleep.

Inferus fell to the ground, panting, sweat dripped to the ground. He stared at the blade, shaking his head. He placed his hand around the grip of the sword and staggered back up. He faced Taurus who did not seem the least bit tired. Then an idea struck him, he raised his left hand and shot out the blade, soon as his captain deflected it he ran towards him. Inferus moved to attack. He bought his blade up, he smiled due to the fact that he would get a clean hit upon him. But then his face exploded in a shower of pain he was now on his back. He felt his skull moulding together, back into place. Just for a moment it felt like his face split apart. Blood trailed down his nose and mouth. He wiped the blood away and sat up, the blade reeled back to his arm. “What...was that..” Inferus grimaced as he spoke. He staggered to his feet, Taurus then walked up to him. “Clever, fight more like that and you will get better.” He rubbed his nose slightly as his captain spoke. “You...punched me in the face. I...didn’t expect that.” “War...is never fair.” Taurus responded “You should use everything you have to destroy the enemy and claim victory. Many of my brothers consider themselves bladesmen, but bladesmen can lose to the most...mundane things. I have seen it many times.” He nodded slowly but then he remembered something about Silentus. “But Silentus said that he is a better swordsman than you.” Taurus shrugged “But I am the better fighter, he has far more technique and skill in his bladework but I have never lost against him.” “Really?” “Yes, when training I sometimes shoot him in the knees, distract him to get clean hits in. Then he starts whining about how it’s not fair.” “But war is never fair...” Inferus said slowly. His captain nodded in approval. “You are learning, because to survive to meet my primarch I had to learn that quickly. Now as we finish this training session I wish to speak to you of the next world we are going to attack.” “Oh? What sort of world is the company going to grace?” “It’s a hive world but it is far more larger compared to Virilis and holds an infantry regiment of imperial guard.” “Do you know what regiment is on that world?” “The death korps of krieg.” The name caused him to shudder slightly. “So...what is the name of the place we are attacking?” “We are attacking the planet Vestos, the hive city carries the same name.” The name caused all colour to drain from his face. “So you’ve been there.” said Taurus.

Inferus slowly nodded. “The infantry regiment defeated my old warband by luring us into a trap.” His captain chuckled “I bet you fought the death korps of krieg on their own terms...but let me tell you.” He poked his heart with his finger. “The death korps of krieg underestimate the human heart, it’s need for freedom, it’s craving for joy and art.” “I...don’t understand.” “Well I have been talking with Tetricus, it seems that laws are extremely strict on the planet, even the nobles suffer…and the PDF.” He understood his meaning, but it won’t be enough, he knows that. “We corrupted the whole of the lower and underhive, we still lost. What are you going to do differently?” Taurus placed his hand on his shoulder. “That is where you and Senshika will come in. You are going to awaken the fires of rebellion their hearts. You will make them serve me and in turn weaken the planet for us by depriving Vestos of it’s nobles, their household guard and the PDF. Also Luctritus will be working hard as well he will take the lower and underhive for me.” The scale of the plan surprised him slightly. “You wish to corrupt every level….” “Every single one. The death korps of krieg will be surrounded by enemies on all sides.” “Right...so how will Senshika and I corrupt the nobles?” His captain began to laugh. “Through music! It will be some time before we get to the planet so I want you to practice with Senshika.” His captain removed his hand. “Those are your orders.” Inferus bowed. “Yes captain. I will begin practising at once.” “Do that.” Inferus turned and left the room, it seemed that he has to get back into practice quicker than he thought.

Entry Six

New entry...I still don’t know what to think of the fact that we are going to Vestos again. But to be honest? I think we will do better, I just have a feeling. I have also been practicing on the piano and steadily I feel I am actually getting better. Each note somehow tingles up my arm and then bounces within my body. A day after that Senshika returned from her operation, she gave me a forced smile as always. But strangely it seems that she is smiling more often lately. When we started practising together and to my shock she did not crush her violin, she strangely did not seem so rigid anymore as well. Her movements on the violin flowed easily and her voice was wonderful. When we finished I went through the task Taurus gave us to use our music to corrupt those of the upper hive and spire. She simply nodded in silence. After that I ran through the basics of using her psychic powers, it seems she is good at using telepathy and considering her arm has a strange string like instrument attached to it I can see what Silentus is aiming for.

When we finished training with our psychic powers I discussed with her on how we are going to disguise our arms. We both ended up agreeing that using telepathy we can essentially “force” people to view us with normal hands. I made sure that we practice doing such a technique everyday since mastery over such a skill will be important for our task on the planet, for we cannot fail Taurus desires perfection.

Chapter 7
Lucretius sat in his chamber swirling a silver chalice of blood, he remembered the ritual surrounding it, the reverence...but now? It was just another meal. He sipped from the chalice and as the blood touched his tongue he screwed his face in disgust slightly. He placed his cup on the side table, his appetite vanishing with the terrible taste. “I haven’t had his blood in ages…” He thought of Inferus’ blood it had the right texture, taste and it was easy to drink. Ever since he lost his limbs the deliveries have stopped. He rose from his chair “Perhaps...he might give me some if I go to him?” He smiled “Yes...I will do that.” Lucretius approached his room door, but as it slid open his captain stood there. “Oh, I don’t have to knock. May I come in brother?” He stepped aside “My room is always open to you captain.” Taurus walked inside, as the door closed he faced him. “I wish to speak to you about the upcoming attack on Vestos.” He nodded “what do you want me to do captain?” “Your task would be to corrupt the lower hive and underhive. Take the best of the cult with you as well.” At the mention of the cult he smiled, all of them were eager to prove their worth even if they have to die for Taurus. “It will be done.” “Good, but I decided that I will reward you if you do well.” Lucretius chuckled “I desire no reward, service to yo-” His captain removed a red vial from his pouch. He uncocked it and right away he smelt it, his mouth opened, just slightly. “Now….the death korps of krieg should not be underestimated. I don’t want any mistakes….I desire perfection Lucretius.” He found himself slowly nodding to his words, his captain then walked over to his chalice and poured the red liquid in. He turned and approached the door, but his own eyes were still locked onto the cup. Lucretius then felt a hand on his pauldron, his head slowly turned to Taurus. “More will come if you do well. I desire victory brother.” He then left his room without another word passing between them.

Lucretius gulped, his eyes shot to the chalice, he quickly walked to it. He stared at the red liquid rippling in the cup, he almost did not want to touch it. His lips trembled as he slowly reached for it with both hands and bought it to his lips. As soon as the blood touched his tongue he shivered, he could taste his age, the wars he fought and his conviction. Lucretius continued to drink deeply, once he finished he wiped his mouth. His gaze turned hard while gripping the chalice slightly. “I won’t fail…Taurus has spoken his desire...”

Their blades clashed together, Inferus grunted and Senshika looked at him with dead eyes. At the moment it’s their training session without Taurus’ supervision. Senshika then suddenly took a small step back, she then moved in to attack. Her blade strikes were swift, but he could tell something was off. Each slash was increasing in speed, it was steadily rising until she grazed his cheek with her blade. Soon as blood left the small wound her attacks became relentless, Inferus caught a flash of her face and she was smiling, a wide grin that chilled him for some reason. He could see actual emotion, in her eyes he could see killing intent. The normal reaction would be to stop, but Inferus smiled as well. He released a wave of telekentic energy with a flick of his hand sending her across the room. She fell on her back with a thud, but she quickly got up, holding her grin and moved to attack again. This time he was ready, he got into the appropriate stance. Compared to Taurus if he focuses he could see the holes in her technique. As their blades touched Inferus quickly drew his right arm back and punched the side of her body. That attack caused her to stagger back, she clutched her side, she stared at him, he could see she was in pain.

Then her features shifted, she started to cry heavily. Her lips trembled as tears fell down her face, Inferus lowered his weapon he shook his head and approached her. “You shouldn’t cry.” She slowly nodded. “I-I-It...hurts.” Tears continued to fall down her face, he sighed “look, I am sorry but the ene-” A fist then flew into his face sending him to the ground, he clutched it and just like his bout with Taurus his face slowly shifted back into place due to it being split open. Senshika stood over him, staring at him blankly. She was still holding the side of her body. “Taurus said the enemy could play tricks to make you lower your guard.” Inferus ground his teeth in frustration he should of known better. But he saw this as an opportunity. He shifted his body and tripped Senshika, as she fell to the ground he quickly got up and placed the tip of his blade on her neck. His nose clicked back into place. “I know and I win.” Senshika frowned, but then it quickly turned into a smile, her eyes strangely glittered. “That...was fun.” she said calmly. Inferus was about to respond but he heard clapping, he turned to the door to see Taurus.

He approached and nodded. “Both of you are doing well.” Senshika quickly rose. “When are we going to Vestos?” Taurus chuckled “you seem quite eager.” “I am! I want to kill someone!” She looked clearly jubilant, Inferus shook his head. “What has bought this on? You are actually smiling and you seem to actually be excited about things.” She turned to him, she had the same smile from before. “When fighting I feel this strange burning sensation in my chest and...I can’t help but smile. Captain will you thank Silentus for me?” Taurus said nothing for a moment, but he got the feeling that he is smiling under his helmet. “I shall but I need to tell you that we are approaching the planet.” Senshika’s joyful smile turned wider. “I want you two to get ready and Inferus?” “Yes captain?” “I had a portable piano completed for you. It won’t be good as the one in your room but…” “I know I will make do.” Taurus folded his arms. “If both of you do well I will reward you.” At the mention of reward Inferus frowned slightly, he did not know what to ask for. He looked over to Senshika who is now scratching her head in confusion. “What’s...a reward?” Their captain chuckled. “You will see if you do well. Now please go back to your room and put on the appropriate clothes, both of you will be street performers.” He then turned away and left the training room. Senshika shook her head. “What is a street performer Inferus?” He sighed heavily “Don’t worry just follow my lead.” “Alright...still I hope I get to kill someone!” Inferus did not know what to make of her new obsession but it’s nice that she can actually feel something now, he hoped that she can control her new found want for killing while on the mission.

Avala stepped off the gunship with her retinue, she looked through the letter from the lord inquisitor Sebastian Dale. She is only doing this due to the nagging of Lucas but she had to admit the contents of the letter is quite worrying. It was a general letter to anyone who can receive it notifying that an inquisitor of ordo xenos named Victoria Godwin has been expelled from the inquisition due to heresy. The details of her crimes were...staggering. Heresy against the throne, murder, engaging with xeno’s, handling heretical artifacts and experimentation on servants of the throne. The list just went on and on.

The letter also described that she has also learned genetics from the Genetors and was interested in the tyranid threat, that breed of xeno’s consumed her work utterly. But what shocked her is that she has been missing for over a century and it’s only now that the conclaves of the inquisition have declared her a traitor. She narrowed her eyes at the letter and burnt it to ashes. “I have read it Lucas are you happy?” She turned her head slightly to him, he said nothing. Leeram shook his head. “I am surprised you aren’t dead. Inquisitor, he can’t be trusted.” Laira nodded “Agreed, he tried to speak of matters he had no idea of.” He just took their words in silence. She could see he was still judging her, but soon enough he will learn. She faced the dock workers who were shuddering in fear of her presence, their eyes were mainly locked to her staff. “This is how it should be.” She began walking “We must see the planetary governor.” “So...how do you know he will be here? The one we are looking for?” It was Lucas speaking again, she did not face him. “I know. Enough questions Lucas.” She could say a feeling guided her here, but that would just cause him to ask more questions. Her quarry will come to Vestos, she knows that he marked it out for corruption. At the moment the “welcoming party” should be on the upper hive within the grand cathedral. In the past it was a precinct fortress but due to the death korps victory against the heretic it was converted into a church. As they approached the main elevator the death korps of krieg guarding it saluted, instead of fear she saw respect. In her experience the men of krieg are wonderful to work with, they are the true model of an imperial soldier. The doors of the lift opened, they walked inside. Lucas shook his head. “Those two chilled me to the bone.” “Why should they?” Avala asked. “It just seems like...they don’t know what they are fighting for.” “Who are you to question that?” said Leeram. She could hear the accusation in the crusader’s tone but she agreed. Lucas frowned “I dunno, it seems like they are just told to fight without knowing why.” “That’s a good thing.” Laira interjected. “True...but what if someone above them was corrupted? They would follow their orders without hesitation.” His eyes fell upon her, she shook her head at the audacity of what he is thinking. “Be careful Lucas, I might release you from my service.” she said coldly. The ex-gangster sighed and leaned against the wall of the elevator. As it stopped the doors opened to reveal the upper hive they stepped out and they saw the ones they are meeting with to her surprise.

The planetary governor Joel Harrick stood with his guards in front of the lift. He looked more like a soldier than a noble, she guessed this must be the death korps influence on the planet. He wore a black jacket mixed with flak armour, he also had short cropped black hair and a strong gaze. Avala approached “I did not expect you to meet me here.” He smiled almost warmly. “I did not expect an inquisitor to visit our world.” “I came because darkness hangs over you governor. Let us talk while we walk to the cathedral.” She began moving onward, Joel walked to their side with her retinue and his guards following behind them. “So what do you mean darkness hangs over us?” “The god-emperor guided me here, a vile heretic has set his sights on this world and I have come to ensure that he does not take it.” “Hmm, it seems the curfew must be earlier. The nobles won’t like it.” Joel responded. “If they are servants of the throne they can handle it. Corruption can come in many forms governor.” “Indeed, in the past we lost the whole lower hive and due to the previous governor’s negligence in dealing with the situation he was removed from power. His family left for...greener pastures.”

Avala smiled, it is good that Joel seems to take his duties seriously as they walked a strange sound entered her ear. She looked to the left to see two people playing on instruments and a small crowd gathering around them and throwing a local currency into the bowl. The one on the piano had dark skin and one eye, but the female? Staring at her she gave off a strange air. Like a predator seeking prey. Her eyes were then drawn to their hands for some reason, they looked normal but something was off. Questions formed in her mind but...the music calmed her. “Who are they?” “Just street performers, I imagine many in the lower hive come up here to show their talent. There are swathes of sponsors eager to find gems in the muck.” “I...see.” Her instincts told her to approach them, they are a strange oddity and their music is...keep going you will see him soon. The voice gently passed through her mind, she winced slightly. The questions ceased, she focused on the cathedral in the distance. Statues surrounded the church, she could they were crafted in the like of imperial heroes and of the colonel who sacrificed himself to blunt the heretic attack. “Who is he?” “No one really knows. The death korps won’t give any information nor do they care for the statue. But the priests were eager to build one. Even so our PDF train hard with death korp supervision.” “That is good, it seems the city is learning. If only all planets in the imperium were like this.” “I am happy that you approve.” They then talked of trivial matters, Joel gave her some basic information on the planet, the curfews and the stricter laws. The nobles struggle with the rules but those below get on with their lives head down, focusing on their duty to the emperor. She clenched her hand around her staff. I must find him. Avala resolved herself, she will meet with the lord of chaos and finally she will know who he truly is.

Inferus watched the inquisitor walk down the street, her presence will make things hard but he could sense she was teetering on the edge. He wondered if that could be used to his advantage? He then focused on the electric piano, it was poor compared to the one on the ship but he had to make due. They have also stored their gear in a safe place. As they finished their song the crowd began clapping, some cried for another song but he shook his head. “We must return home!” he called out. Inferus could see the disappointment on their faces this was good. They have only been on the planet for a few days, since his last visit all the pipe work remained the same so it was easy to guide Lucretius and the cult to the lower levels. From there they seperated and took a elevator to the upper hive. They have been sleeping rough but that was part of the plan, he wants their talent to capture the nobles and at the same time develop pity. As the crowd dispersed there was a man still standing in front of them, he looked to be a noble his blonde hair was combed back. He wore a brown leather jacket with golden stitching. He also wore fine leather boots. Inferus could not help but notice he also had a power sword attached to his belt along with a laspistol. “Bravo!” the noble called out. He approached him. “What is your name? Both of you?” Inferus gestured to himself “I am Asriel, this is...Senshika.” He nodded and offered his hand. Inferus took the hand and shook it. “Edgar Whitlaw, of house Whitelaw. I have been looking for people like you.” “People like us?” He smiled “Yes! You see many in the spires and upper hive have very little to get excited about these days. Plus you did notice the agent of the throne?” Inferus made sure to shiver slightly. “I thought I would never see one sir.” “But they are an agent of the light, they seek to keep us safe. But I desire to give everyone a different sort of light. They joy of music!” “I...see I am happy that you enjoyed our work my lord but...do you truly think we are good enough?” “You are! Maybe it’s due to the god-emperor’s will that we met this day! You two should not be performing on the street! But in a grand hall in front a large audience! I wish to offer you the chance to rise, live with my family and I can allow your talent to blossom!” Inferus could see the noble was eager, truly eager to spread their music.

The mention of the grand hall was also pleasing, since music can be a vector to show the ignorant the power of the dark prince. He turned to Senshika “what do you think? Should we accept?” He hoped that she would not do anything strange, but then she began to cry heavily. “D-Does that mean we don’t have to sleep on the floor anymore!?” He did not know whether she was faking it or that her tears were genuine but Edgar is buying her tears completely and utterly. Edgar approached Senshika, he took her hand. “A young beauty like you should not be on the street. Now both of you...follow me.” Inferus nodded, he began packing up the piano, Edgar frowned. “You can leave that behind Asriel. The servitors will clear it away, now follow me.” He followed Edgar’s order and left the piano. To be honest he was glad that he no longer has to use such a poor piano. The noble removed his hand from Senshika’s he started to walk down the street. They both followed him. “So tell me...what are you to each other?” Edgar asked. Inferus’ gaze fell upon Senshika, they agreed that they were friends, but his mouth just started to move by itself. “She...is like a sister to me.” Senshika wiped her face clearing it of tears, but he could see she is staring at him in surprise. Edgar nodded “understandable...no wonder you play so well together.” Inferus looked around, now was a good time to gather information. He started with the death korps of krieg patrolling. “So..how come there are so many soldiers?” “Well I imagine you were just a child back then but the planet was attacked. The imperium at large decided that those who pushed back the heretics should remain in some form. But...there is friction.” “Friction? What do you mean? They are the emperor’s soldiers no?” Edgar said nothing, that confirmed that there is resentment. This is good. He told himself as they walked to the noble’s home. He then wondered how Lucretius is doing?

Nolan ran, he ran for his life “by the bloody emperor what’s going on!?” Mildred the only survivor of his gang shook her head, her face was covered sweat as she held her autogun. “Is the angel chasing us!?” “I don’t know dammit!” He thought of the new gang that came to the underhive, they were fanatics proclaiming that the angel has come to punish those who has went astray. He thought it would be a good idea to teach them a lesson, until a black shadow actually came and started to pick them off. Suddenly he thought about all his life choices, how he could of done things differently. He then saw black feathers falling around him and then Mildred screamed. His gaze turned to her last position, she was no longer there. Then her body then crashed onto a nearby dustbin. Her face held the picture of rapture but her neck was torn out. Nolan started to cry, he never cried in his long hard life but truly he felt in his heart and soul this must be divine judgement.

Nolan dropped to his knees, he clutched his head and screamed. “I sorry! I am sorry! Please don’t kill me!” he then heard someone landing in front him, a serene voice entered his ears. “So you see.” He looked up, what is before him is truly an angel with black wings, despite his bloodstained mouth his features set him at ease, a strange musk began to fill his nose. He shook his head. “I….am sorry.” The angel towered over him he bent downwards slightly, his face was now close to his. “Rejoice…” That single word caused him to shudder in terror. “You now see his light. Your life and your body will be used for something greater. You will will be made pure for him.” His mouth opened to display fangs, Nolan screamed.

Nothing bad will happen to the people of this planet. Nothing at all.

Definitely.

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Definitely.

Indeed. Nothing bad will happen.

Chapter 8
They now stood in Edgar’s home, Inferus can see that the noble truly had a love for the musical arts. He turned and faced them. “This is my home...but there is another here with me.” He called over a maid. “Can you please get my son?” The maid bowed and walked up the steps as she vanished Inferus scratched the back of his head. “So...what do you exactly want us to do?” “You will live here and practice. Then you will put on shows, to uplift the people of this planet.” When he mentioned people he guessed he spoke of those who live on the spires and upper hive. In the end they are their objective. “Very well, I must thank you my lord for letting us into your home.” “Think nothing of it, once you two are successful you might own your own mansion.” At the mention of their own mansion that surprised him slightly. It seemed that he does not want to use their skills to his own ends but to raise them up where they belong or he could be a good liar. Edgar was about to speak again until someone came down the stairs, he wore a similar attire to their new caretaker but his jacket was black. He also had blonde hair and blue eyes. He stopped next to the noble and smiled “I am Lawson Whiteraw I am pleased to meet both of you.” Edgar smiled “This is my son, he is about your age but due to his studies in order to become an officer for the PDF he has little time for music.” “Which is unfortunate.” Lawson added. “I have heard both of you play many times and...it sang to my soul especially your work.” His eyes fell upon Senshika, she fidgeted slightly. Inferus can’t help but wonder why are these people so nice? It’s baffling him, he sent his thoughts to them, just brushing it slightly and he felt a strange pain in return. It was far more strong in Edgar. Inferus smiled “It’s nice to meet you Lawson, where is your mother if you don’t mind me asking?” They both frowned slightly, in clear sadness. “My mother passed away...a long time ago. The remnants of the war lingered for some time.” “I am sorry for asking.” He bowed. Lawson shook his head “please don’t. My mother had a love of music and wished to spread it to everyone. It’s in song where we can reveal who we are.” Edgar nodded in agreement. “Indeed my boy, now…” he clapped.

House servants surrounded the both of them. “My maids and butlers will help you clean up and assign you a room.” They began escorting them to the stairs. With each step Inferus can’t help but feel the perfect family has picked them up.

He just hoped that the angel is doing well in the underhive.

Lucretius sat on his makeshift throne, the building they took as a base was destitute but with a bit of work the bad smell is gone and the donations from the populace of the underhive is helpful. All it took is punishing the strongest gangs, now through the conversion process they are now praising the name of his captain and the dark prince. He looked over to priest Elmore “so how many have been re-educated?” “A new gang has joined the fold my lord, they are taking well to the word and tenants of the dark prince. They even sing the captain’s name.” “Good...now the question is the lower hive. How are our efforts there?” Elmore mumbled slightly “We...discovered another sect of slaanesh in the lower hive, but the high priest is eager to engage in dialogue with us.” Lucretius smiled “dialogue? Hmm…” he mused on the information. “What do they wish to talk about?” “Whether you are a real demigod or not my lord.” That tidbit was interesting, it seems they had a great respect for astartes. “Have them come here, tell them I am eager to see them.” Elmore bowed “I will set out at once my lord.” “Good.” he then left his chamber, Lucretius relaxed he needed to succeed he desired the reward, he imagined a whole chalice of Taurus’ blood. Or even a cup mixed with all four of his favourites? He licked his lips “I can’t wait…”

Inferus sniffed himself, he smelled of soup and perfume he wore fine trousers with a black shirt. He looked around his new bedroom, but what drew his eye is the piano. He almost rushed to it, it was finely made. He sat in front of the piano and started playing but he had to be careful, he can’t get drawn in too much. But he was happy to finally work his skill on an instrument that deserves it, yet a knock distracted to him. He stopped playing and got up in annoyance. He tried not to let it show as he opened the door. Standing in front of him was Senshika who is now wearing a fine red dress. She almost pushed past him to enter his room. Inferus closed the door. She faced him “I...like this place.” He folded his arms “Excuse me?” “I like Lawson...Edgar….they are not liars In-” “Please...call me Asriel while we are here.” She nodded “Asriel they don’t lie. I like Lawson’s eyes as well. I bumped into him on the way here.” Seeing how her eyes glow as she speaks of him, he got slightly worried. “Do you feel a strange burning sensation in your chest?” She nodded. “You want to be with him?” “Yes! I like being next to him! I don’t know why!” “You can’t.” “Why not?” “Remember our purpose Senshika.” She frowned slightly “at least they are not liars like you….” “I am a liar?” “You said I was like a sister to you, we agreed that we ar-” “I know...what I said.” Senshika blinked in surprise “So you meant it?” “I did, you are strange but that’s how I feel.” She oddly smiled “Can...you help Lawson like me? If you feel that way?” “No.” “Why!?” “as I said remember our purpose. If he comes to us? Then maybe.” She nodded “Alright, I will go and practice.” She then left, Inferus frowned he hoped that she would not do anything to jeopardize the mission.

She began walking to her room and again she saw Lawson and as his eyes met her own she could taste something sweet in her mouth. The noble smiled as he approached her. “We are crossing paths again.” She did not know what to say, she clutched her chest with both hands, she liked the feeling in her chest. “So...you like music?” “Oh yes, my mother used to sing and play a violin like you. Hence why your song reminded me of fonder times.” The sweet taste in her mouth increased. “I am glad you liked it...I hope that I could play more for you.” “I would like to see that, my father has a great dream. To put on a show for everyone in the hive city. It’s why he invested much of our fortune in creating a theatre but...” “Is there something wrong?” “No...well the curfews make building work slow and the PDF are essentially being brutalized by the death korps of krieg. Such a thing should not happen to soldiers of the emperor.” His honesty caused her to smile, deep down she actually liked him more than Inferus. “I will help you Lawson, I will help your father.” He gave her a smile, the sort of smile that made her heart tingle. “Thank you, now I have work to do.” Lawson walked passed her, but she stood in place, smiling to herself. “I want him…” she whispered to herself.

The high priest of the cult from the lower levels stood in front of his throne, they all wore golden masks shaped like a snake. Lucretius nodded “So you now stand before me...what do you think?” The high priest nodded and got to his knees. “I high priest Arem of the Anguis cult herby offer our services to you.” His entourage then also got to their knees. “I thank you for your oath, but tell me how was your cult created?” Arem gave a wistful sigh “in the past demigods came to this planet in order to enlighten us but the followers of the false emperor pushed them back. Many of us...were left behind. So we returned to the shadows, to praise the dark prince under the churches, away from prying eyes.” “Wait...what do you mean under the churches?” “All the churches in the lower hive praise the dark prince in our own ways. The soldiers who came to our world are none the wiser, they think of us as a model for the imperial citizen. We endured so much darkness and heartache some even lost faith but your arrival my lord has been a joy to many. I wish to ask is there more of you?” His question caused him to smile, he pulled out a small crystal from his pouch and gazed at it. A gift from the sorcerer in order to contact Taurus.

He spoke the keywords, the crystal began hovering in the air and a purple projection was shot to the side of his throne. An image formed of his captain, he looked around. “It actually works...interesting.” “Captain.” His gaze fell upon him. “Since you are calling me brother I assume it’s important.” “Yes it is, there is a cult of the dark prince placed in the lower hive. The high priest desired to see you.” Arem looked at Taurus in awe, this is good. Just by his body language there is a clear reverence and respect. “G-Great lord...we have awaited for your coming.” “You desire liberation?” Taurus asked. “Yes! Yes! We wish to join the demigods!” “I hear your loyalty. Your oath to me. From now you will listen to my brother, his words are my words. My company will come to liberate the people from their chains when the time is right. All of you now serve the 4th.” The high priest dropped his head to floor. “Yes my lord we all hear you!” Taurus looked over to him. “They are loyal, I can sense it. Make good use of them.” “I shall.” The projection then vanished, the crystal floated back to his hand. He clutched it. “Arem.” “Yes my lord?” “Spread the word to the people of the lower hive, draw more hopeful prospects to the cult. But be careful, the death korps of krieg are like hawks. Eager to pounce or anything out of place.” The high priest rose and nodded. “It shall be done.” “Good, you are dismissed.” The anguis followers got to their feet and left the hall. He relaxed in his throne. “This is going well…”

Inferus’ hands moved down the piano, he could hear the gasps in the makeshift theatre hall. His skills with Senshika’s voice and violin skills are capturing the very few nobles that are here. Edgar wanted them to put on a small show to entice nobles to invest in the theatre so it could be fully built. He wanted to show them that what they are displaying to them will be a regular occurance if it’s finished. The tune then reached the end, he faced the tiny group at the front. All of them were clapping. Inferus rose from his seat and walked to the side of Senshika, they bowed.

As the clapping stopped, he could see Edgar now in discussion with the nobles they looked eager. Looking at the theatre a plan began forming in his mind, the hall is extremely large and there are hundreds upon hundreds of seats. At the same time he could spot wiring on the walls where cameras and the speakers are supposed to be. Before coming here Edgar had the idea to broadcast the show to lower hives, so everyone can listen to the music. He tried hard not to grin mischievously, the noble is delivering all the tools needed that would bring them to corruption. But one of his worries is Senshika, he could see that she is still staring at Lawson. Her gaze confirmed it, she is in love. He looked over to the young noble, he was smiling at her. Inferus tried not to frown, both of them are falling for each other.

Edgar then rose from his seat. “Both of you have done well. Please get some rest backstage, the next set of my compatriots will arrive.” Inferus nodded “Yes my lord. Come Senshinka.” She followed him to the back of the stage, once there they sat on a large sofa. “I have an idea.” he said quietly. She turned her head to him. “What do you mean?” “This place will get funded, all of the nobles are impressed with our skill. I expect the theatre to be completed in a week or two depending on how much resources the nobles throw at it. Then on the grand opening...the first show….” “We will play properly?” “Yes, we will play properly. We will give them all we have.” Senshika smiled “I hope Lawson will like it.” He said nothing he needed to ensure she remained focused. “Focus on the show Senshika, if you play well he might join us.” A great smile lined her lips. “Then I will try my best.” “I am sure Taurus desires our best.” He then began formulating the song in his head, when they get back to the mansion he will make sure to contact his teacher and relay the plan.

Lucas placed his hands in his pocket, he told Avala that he is going to gather information. But he is taking the lift to the lower hive for another reason. Normally if she gets even a speck of a possible cult she begins the purges and burnings. At first he thought it was over the top, not anymore. Now he can see how insidious the great enemy is, as the lift opened he stepped out and the air changed. The lower hive did not have the smell of factories and human sweat, but there was a sweet smell, similar to Avala’s room. He began speaking the litanies he learned, turning them over in his mind. Walking down the street he could see people are giving him funny looks, their eyes were similar to his old gang and only one word came to his mind. Corruption that single acidic word. Lucas steadily made his way to the meeting place, taking twists and turns until eventually he arrived in an alleyway, a robed man who wore a hood stood there holding a staff. He approached him “So you are Lucas.” He felt a strange pressure washing over his mind. “Smart, has a good nose for corruption as well. Another added bonus is that you have a suspicious mind as well.” “Are you inquisitor Drakeford?” The robed man shook his head. “I am just an operative, the one I work for is also surprised you went behind inquisitor Avala’s back and your report is quite interesting.” “Well...the astropath and I talked at length during my time with Avala, he agreed to contact Drakeford because he is also worried.” “Well both of you are right, but I do have some bad news.” “Bad news?” “Yes, that the inquisitor you work for is corrupted. Just by the report she shows all the signs.” He gulped “is there anything we can do?” “No, Drakeford see’s this planet drowning in complete corruption, becoming a daemon world. That path is set. Even now corruption hangs heavy in the air. What we will do is leave, return at a later date and commit exterminatus upon the planet.”

Lucas shook his head he sighed heavily “Is there...any other choice?” “The time it would take to muster a force to take the planet would be too long and costly. The imperium is dealing with wars on many fronts. Now...you have a choice.” The robed man offered his hand “join hands with the righteous or follow your inquisitor into oblivion.” Lucas stared at the hand he closed his eyes for a moment, his gaze turned hard. He took the robed man’s hand.

Taurus began drawing up the plan on the chalkboard, his eyes drifted from it and to the conjured image created by Tetricus. “The plan is progressing well.” Said Taurus. His company sorcerer nodded. “I also received word that Inferus has a plot to bring the dark prince to all levels. A noble plans to put on a show for the whole city. This show will be the vector that spreads slaanesh’s influence.” His brother shifted the image of the hive city, displaying the screens set around each level of hive. “The show will be broadcasted through these.” “Which will push people who have no idea over the fence, Lucretius has a firm grip on the underhive and the lower areas of the lower hive. Everything is coming together.” He finished drawing up the plan, he had names attached to which section of the hive his brothers will focus on during the attack. Tetricus dismissed the image, he could see him fidgeting slightly. “Is something wrong?” Taurus asked. “No...it’s nothing.” “Is it your jealousy again?” “I am not jealous!” “He will come to you in time.” he reassured his brother, but he could see it’s not enough in the end it just has to happen. Taurus began pushing the chalkboard out of his room, before leaving he turned his head back to him slightly. “I will get everyone ready for the assault, which includes you.” Tetricus grumbled slightly, Taurus shook his head leaving his brother to brood.

Avala sat at the table drinking a cup of recaf, she went through crime reports and there is nothing out of place. No strange murders, no riots or protests. She sighed and looked around her room, the mansion gifted to her by Joel was a pleasing gesture but she wondered if she was wrong? That he won’t come here? She closed her eyes and pictured his face, his countenance that is at odds with everything she believed in. She then heard he a knock on her chamber door, breaking her from the reverie. “Come in.” she said calmly. The door opened to reveal the death cult assassin, she took a step forward but remained a respectful distance. “I have returned from my mission inquisitor.” “Good.” she placed the cup on the table. “So is Lucas doing as he says?” She shook her head. “I spotted him meeting someone who looked like an operative, he then followed the operative to one of the docking bays. I assume they took a gunship off world.” “Unfortunate, but no small loss.” She could see Laira agreed. She picked up a piece of paper from the table “It seems house whiteraw is opening a theatre tomorrow. We must attend.” She could see by the assassin’s face that she is wondering why. “Music is dangerous, this is the only anomaly I could find. If the corruption of the serpent hangs over this world then that must be the place where it will happen. Have the scion’s on the ship placed in the theatre as guards. They are of strong heart and mind.” The assassin bowed and moved to enact his orders. Avala then stared at the paper, she strangely had a good feeling that this will lead her to the target.

Inferus watched the hair stylists and makeup artists obsess over Senshika in front of the mirror. She asked them to make her pretty for Lawson, over last two weeks both of them were talking more often and Edgar is not blind to what is happening between them. Worse of all he is encouraging it, in the end it won’t matter. Today is the day, he looked down to his suit it’s uncomfortable to wear but he just has to endure this for just a few more moments. After the show is over Taurus will be ready to attack. “Asriel.” her voice broke his train of thought, Senshika was now standing in front of him. He had to admit she looked good, she wore a fine white dress that matched her hair, she wore light makeup that bought out her features and she wore a ornate comb in her hair. His eye was drawn to it. “Where did you get that?” Senshika smiled “Lawson gave it to me before we left the mansion.” she blushed. “He kissed me Asriel. He said that he wants to ask me something after the show.” Inferus rubbed his neck in frustration, he wondered what exactly she saw in him. “Well let’s perform well, maybe you will get what you want.” She nodded, Edgar then came from the main stage smiling at both of them. “It’s your time, knock them off their feet!” Edgar then spotted the comb in Senshika’s hair, he smiled warmly. “I have to say Senshika, I am glad you came into my son’s life.” “What? I….” “Please give your best to him.” She gave a broad smile to the noble. “I will!” A backstage worker then handed her violin and bow, he could see she was excited. Edgar stepped aside. “Your audience awaits.” Inferus began walking to the main stage, Senshika followed behind him. He knew that this is the time to grace this world with the eye of the dark prince.

As they got on stage there was a silence, he took a glance at the grand crowd and cameras, what surprised him is that he saw the inquisitor sitting at the front row, holding her staff. She was not wearing power armour either but her gaze was incredibly cold, but if he looked carefully he could see the curiosity behind her eyes. A few chairs down he could see Lawson smiling at Senshika, she was also returning it. He did not allow himself to get annoyed, what is happening now is important.

He took his seat at the piano, Senshika stood at the centre of the stage. Inferus placed his finger on the first key and started to play. Slowly, steadily the tune built up he could feel the neverborn calling out in the distance and from there….he let loose. Senshika’s voice, the violin and the piano mixing together into a wondrous song, he could hear people gasping or even crying. He drew in those emotions and pushed further, higher and higher. Senshika was climbing with him, Inferus closed his eye and opened his witch sight, a flame began dancing across the piano. It split off and turned into feminine shapes and soon after that came the screams, the flames bounced up and down and began to slowly enlarge. They then leapt from the piano and started to twirl and dance on the stage, he could see them gathering around Senshika, they all circled around her. Then came the daemonic laughter, they cried for the song to be higher, they begged and screamed. So he obliged, Senshika followed his lead.

He could now hear cries of rapture from the crowd, but he also hear or even feel the excess being produced outside the halls. The frenzy to find sensation, the artists going mad to complete their works and the cook to perfect his new food or technique. Every need was being pushed to its extremities. The feminine shapes then leapt towards the crowd, Inferus wanted to look but he focused on the piano, but after a moment the smell of blood and other obscenities greeted his nose. But this just pushed him even further, this is a chance to reach new heights, he did not want to waste it. His mind soured, with the music his fingers moved up and down the piano and more screams came to him. He could feel rifts tearing wide and the great tides of excess pouring out of them, clamouring and screaming to bring mortals the gifts of slaanesh. But what he noticed is one voice is screaming loudest in the crowd, crying out for someone or something. Strangely, he focused a part of the song for her, drawing out her desire, giving her what she wants. He saw flashes of her chasing a large figure, crying out for him to stop, to turn and face her.

Inferus grasped that desire and warped it. He had the large figure stop, just for a second. He could sense her heart fluttering just for a moment. He then had the figure continue to walk, she screamed out in agony. After that the song came to a crawl, it slowly wound down and finally he hit the last note. He opened his eye and looked over to Senshika who was doing the same, she was smiling but when she looked to the crowd her smile, her face shifted to horror . She ground her teeth, Inferus got up from the piano and approached her. He raised his eyebrow “What’s wrong?” “Why….is he kissing another woman?” Her words confused him slightly, she then ran to the crowd but he grasped her arm stopping her. “What are you doing?” “Let me go!” she screamed.

Inferus decided to look to the crowd, all he saw was corpses and the survivors were engaging in other obscenities with the aid of the daemonettes. But his eye moved to Lawson’s seat to see she was right, he was kissing another woman. Inferus pulled Senshika to him, tears covered her face, real tears. “Why is this happening!? I was happy! He was happy!” He did not know what to say, he should be pleased that there are no more distractions but he had to tell her something. So he tried to be honest, he gave her his thoughts. “What you see before you is his desire, his heart laid bare before you. If he truly loved you his desire would be to hear your song to the end. To be with you forever.” Senshika slowly nodded. “I...think I understand.” “Now...clear away your tears. I just want to check something.” “Alright…” he released his grip he scanned the seats, he wanted to find the who he felt during the song.

His eye strangely fell upon the inquisitor who was sagged in the chair at the back of his head he heard a whisper. A voice to take her with them. Inferus jumped down the stage and approached her seat. He lifted her head up slightly to see the extreme dilation in her eyes. She also stammered “T-T-T-T….” The inquisitor could not form the words. Sitting to her sides he spotted two people with ornate weapons, the male had his lips torn away and the female had her throat slit open. Inferus picked up the inquisitor, she held her body in his arms. He looked down to her face “I wonder what Taurus will make of you?” He looked up to the stage. “Senshika, we are leaving.” She nodded and stepped off the stage, she followed him out of the theatre and when they outside what is happening before him was a pleasing sight. The death korps of krieg were in disarray, daemons roamed the streets and riots gripped the whole area. “Let’s go get our things and then we will contact my master. But I suspect he already knows what’s going on.” Senshika simply nodded in silence again. Inferus sighed as he stared at her face. “I am sorry.” She blinked at him in surprise, she clutched her chest. “That was the truth…” “Yeah...it is. Now come.” He began jogging down the street, Senshika followed, she wiped away her tears and her normal deadpan face returned.

Chapter 9

Inferus suited up with Senshika in the alleyway, he made sure to also place the stuttering inquisitor in front of them. While sitting she was slack, her eyes seemed like she was staring at something in the distance. “Inferus, why did you bring her along?” “I have a good feeling about her that’s why.” “T-T-T-T-T…” the inquisitor continued to say. “The assault is starting, we should link up with Taurus.” He picked up the inquisitor and walked out of the alleyway with Senshika. Looking around the death korps of krieg are struggling with the daemons. He could also see purple rifts spewing out more neverborn. He frowned “I wonder if we went too far?” Senshika did not respond to his question, he sighed. “Let’s go.” He started jogging down the street, he could sense Taurus’ and Tetricus’ souls are a few miles away. As they ran a squad of loyalists approached them, he cursed. Senshika flicked out the string device from her arm, her fingers plucked the strings and the sound produced from them made his body turn slack slightly. After a moment a strange tingling sensation gripped his body and caused his senses to heighten. Inferus then bought his gaze to the death korps. They were gripping their heads and smashing them upon the floor. Senshika flicked her harp like instrument back into her arm. Inferus turned to her. “That was interesting.” “Yes it was!” She almost shouted, he raised his eyebrow. “You...liked doing that didn’t you?” she nodded. “Right, let’s get moving.” they ran past the kriegs men that are still hammering their heads upon the floor, he could feel Taurus and Tetricus are approaching them, he guessed that his master had the same idea. He smiled “It seems you might get your victory quite quickly captain…”

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Taurus sliced a mortal in half, the guardsmen did not even scream as he died. Despite the chaos gripping the whole hive he had to admit he was impressed with the death korps. He could use such men, men who know how to follow orders, men who would give their life to a cause without hesitation. But in the end they have been indoctrinated to follow the false emperor. A god who desired not to be one. He looked over to his brother who was blasting away soldiers with his students. “Are we close to them?” “Yes we are. Inferus had the same idea so we should cross them soon. But I sense another person with them.” “Who?” “I...don’t know. But she is teetering on the edge.” “Interesting…” Another loyalist charged at him wielding a combat knife, he drew his bolt pistol and blew off the krieg’s men hand with a single shot blunting his charge. The mortal stopped running, he was now gripping his stump, Taurus approached him. “Why are you eager to throw your life away to a false cause?” The guardsmen looked up to him. “T-The emperor would spit on you heretic.” Taurus sighed “He would spit on all of us actually.” He pointed his bolt pistol at his head. “The emperor would hate you, me and the imperium itself.” He pulled the trigger, the bolt reactive shell entered his head and exploded, sending pieces of meat across the street. The guardsmen then fell back with a thud. “Why do you need to prove a point?” asked Tetricus. “Because I had to hear myself say it.” He turned to his brother. “You haven’t seen him. You have never stared at his blazing light, hearing his speeches on the imperial truth.” he said calmly.

Taurus bought his bolt pistol to a corpse that was squirming slightly, he fired several times into it. “The “truth” was a lie. I understand why he lied to us, but to do so in my eyes is weakness.” “So...you think if he was honest with at least the primarch’s we would not be in this situation?” “Indeed I believe that to be the case. In order to fight any sort of war you need information, when it comes to a spiritual war that is far more important. None of the primarch’s knew how to resist, none knew what they were truly dealing with and none of us knew how to recognise the signs. The word bearers played almost all of us, they won completely and utterly.” he thought he sounded somewhat bitter, perhaps part of him was?

Tetricus shook his head “Is that regret I hear?” At the mention of regret he thought about it for a moment, he felt nothing, he did not even feel a tinge of that emotion. “No, I regret nothing. In the end slaanesh is giving me what I want, I desire the perfect company, nothing more, nothing less. The only sad fact is that our “brothers” are too caught up in their pursuit of sensation to walk the path of perfection.” He bought his pistol to another corpse that was moving slightly, he fired. “Or perhaps we are all too far gone to feel such a thing? After all our patrons would want us to be happy, “willing” servants. At most this is just me musing out loud brother.” Tetricus said nothing, he simply nodded. He could see the mortal’s surrounding him were listening to his words carefully. This was good because that means they care about perfection, and only those who care for perfection are allowed to be in this company. If anyone even thinks to step off that road, he will remove them without hesitation.

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Marthas charged into the mortals with his terminator squad. He hacked and sliced with his power blade, but what he found strange is that killing has never felt this good before. He hacked off the head of another, then came a loud screech causing the rest to burst into a red mist. Marthas shifted to Faust. “I didn’t need any help.” the noise marine strode up to him with his squad. He shrugged slightly. “Victory is assured anyway. I can’t let you have all the fun.” Marthas snorted, he couldn’t remember the last time Faust spoke of enjoyment. Or perhaps he is just like him? After all the trials and hardships, after all the losses things are going well. He even recalled the time Adelram forced him to give up his ideals, his thoughts on the cycle. But being here? Fighting for this new warband? There is joy here, the sense that they are getting better, that they are proving something to everyone else in the legion. He could even feel the dark prince’s favour bubbling through his body. “Aye, Taurus’ strategy was sound. I wonder why we didn’t attack all the levels in the past? We only focused on the lower ones.” Faust shrugged again “No use wondering about it, Taurus is far more wise and dedicated compared to Adelram.” “Indeed he is!” Marthas looked up, the angel swooped down and landed in front of them. His mouth was also covered in gore “Taurus is our guiding sun, you shouldn’t doubt him.” “If you were in our old warband you would understand.” Marthas said firmly.

Lucretius shrugged “of course I don’t, I would most likely slit my own throat than work under your old leader. From what I understand he was fool and blinded by his adoration for the lord of the third.” Marthas strode up to him, as the angel mocked Fulgrim he pointed his blade at him. “Be careful what you say….” “But it’s true. I do not share his blood but it’s clear to me that the phoenician loves those who care for perfection. Or do you not care for it Marthas? Are you like all the rest? Baying for Fulgrim to grace you with his sight?” His words caused him to fume “You would n-” “He is not wrong though.” Faust walked up to him. “Look at Fabius, out of everyone in the legion he criticizes our father the most. Yet he is one of the most favoured. Taurus also has a poor opinion of our lord, but here is he is. Alive and well after meeting him.” “See...the noise marine understands. Follow Taurus and focus on perfection, that’s all you need to worry about. Now I have an unruly mob to direct.” The angel launched himself into the air and flew away.

As the angel got some distance, he turned to Faust. “You took his side?” “As I said he is not wrong. Nothing matters save perfection, or do you disagree? After watching the mortal’s play in the theatre I understand that now.” He grumbled slightly at Faust’s words. “I don’t understand how someone can think that way about Fulgrim.” “Then talk to Asriel.” “Excuse me?” “He was part of our old warband, he would most likely understand the problems you are having.” The noise marine walked onward with his kakophoni, he blasted a fleeing civilian as he got a few metres down the street. Marthas shook his head. “Would he understand though?” He gestured for his terminators to full in behind him. “We shall see.”