In a galaxy ravaged by endless war and plagued by irrational prejudice there is one place that billions hold sacred, that billions call home. Even more consider it the only salvation. This holy place, revered by so many has a name… a beautiful name, a true bliss that is synonymous of hope. This place is none other than the Eye of Terror, the home of the Chaos gods, the last defenders of life. Our story starts here among these champions of tainted virtue and halls of alternative pleasures. To be more precise it starts during a meeting of the mighty gods themselves…

-I TOLD YOU ALREADY! ABADDON IS FAILING US! NURGLE! YOU ROTTEN SLIME! HOW MANY TIMES I MUST REMEMBER YOU THAT HE TRIED MORE THAN A DOZEN TIMES TO TAKE CADIA AND FAILED. HOW MANY?-

-ALRIGHT…PERHAPS YOU ARE RIGHT. WHAT DO YOU PROPOSE THEN REDBULL?-

-WHAT I PROPOSE EVERYTIME WE GATHER YOU FILTHY SLIME! WE NEED A NEW WARMASTER! THIS FARSE AS GONE LONG ENOUGH!-

-YOU KNOW THAT I RARELY AGREE WITH BULLY HERE BUT HE HAS A POINT, WE NEED A NEW WARMASTER.-

-WHO THEN, REVEAL A NAME SLANEESH!-

-I DO NOT KNOW I BELIEVE KHORNE HAS ONE TOUGH.-

-LISTEN I DO NOT CARE! JUST NAME ANOTHER ONE! I CANNOT STAND ABADDON ANYMORE!-

-I have an idea.-

-OF COURSE YOU HAVE TZEENTCH!-

-We will establish a tournament to be held in another dimension. One promising initiate or cultist for each of us. Each of them will build their own force there and compete with each other. The goal will be to pleasure us and lead war on vast scale. Then we will decide.-

-BRILLIANT BUT THAT'S TOO EASY BIG EYE. THEY WILL NEED STRONG OPPONENTS!-

-You are right… yes…we will create a rift in the warp… no more than one… we will transfer a Tyranid hive fleet, a big one mind you, into that dimension. At the same time several ork warbands and space hulks. Also an old favourite of mine…the Skavens from our favourite mudd rock.-

-ALRIGHT… THE SKAVENS MUST BE AN ANNOYANCE, LET US SEND CLAN SKRYRE AND MOULDEN.-

The gods agreed. The cultists Tagar, Ekumin, Kurrath and Onaidaran were chosen for this friendly competition. We shall soon tell their adventures.