Quick thanks to all of you who said you liked the previous chapter, I appreciate the support. But as with all chapters onto the more in-depth questions, you guys ask me.

kboomerjr: Yes, yes I know but let me assure you this will not be a bunch of Ultrasmurf fan wankery. If anything the Ultramarines won't be hardly mentioned and only seen a space marines. And come on Guilliman is not that bad and trust me he has his place in this story, just like all the other Primarchs.

zdogg1313: While my favorite hawk boi would be great to have in here, it's too early for him to make an appearance.

Shashenka: Grey Knights? Maybe. Catachan and other Imperial Guard? Oh hell yes.

frankieu: Jesus dude, a Titan is a bit overkill. But yes it would be funny to see, but still, overkill.

Slim A Lou Prime: Yes I understand, but don't worry they will not be the marry sue assholes we know them as.

LordGhostStriker: They won't be just like their TTS counterparts, but there will obviously be jokes and references from/to their TTS interpretations.

rc48177: Nice one.

Azrael-Von-Gruber: War in Heaven 2.0 won't be happening until after the big peace summit just to give you an idea of what could happen.

DahakStaz: And a (late (Very Late)) Merry Sanguina-I mean Slaaneshma- I mean Christmas (Phew saved it). And what makes you think he's taking those four to battle, I never said what forces he is gonna bring nor did he say either. And Luke will get some armor it's just gonna be a few more chapters till that happens. And trust me I got something that will take care of those pesky flying Devils (Holds up Duck Hunt). Obviously, this is the best combat simulator for flying enemies.

Mad God 42: I Cato Sicar-bang (Falls over). How the hell did he escape the basement? Anyway, no Cato in this story. While I don't hate the charter as many others do (And justly so), I don't want to have a lot of special characters in this story from 40k it will be hard to keep track of all of them if that happens.

atchoum35: Thank you and no one ever sees the Raven coming.

Shadow: First don't worry about it, I make sure that all the stuff I put in her is as true to the original as possible (With the minor tweak here and there) and don't worry about the comments I appreciate that you and others find the want to actually comment. No, actually I'm not following the books hell I never even know when a new book is published half the time. And I will give you this I will not do anything beyond 8th Edition or anything involving the recent plot movement. It's not that I hate what they have done, it's just my preference for this story. And you are right on that but keep in mind what happened with Slaanesh when her and Luke had that little bonding moment. I leave clues to this stuff, it's just up to you guys to figure it out. And trust me this chapter will have your much-desired explanations. And yes Luke is gonna have to "get off his ass" so to speak. He is gonna have problems with a lot of factions. Some he will ally with, some he won't, and some he will destroy on sight.

Blaze1992: Sorry while I would like to just go all out and bring in whatever the fuck I could think of from pop culture and fiction, I made a decision and I am sticking to it. Only 40k that's what I told myself when I decided to make this story. And thank you I tried to make this story as different from its spiritual predecessor as I could.

Lupusrex331: Hold on now we ain't bring those guns out yet. He ain't getting any super form awhile I can tell you that.

Captain Titus Invictus: Who next indeed (Smirks devilishly)?

Notsae: Counter question. What's the point of having godlike power if you aren't gonna screw with your opponent?

Nero Angelo Sparda: Yes that will be somewhat of an issue but it will be explained just like all. But let's remember that the Marines are at least somewhat negotiable (depending on the chapter at least). And your other question no this Guilliman is not the won from Gathering Storm, for all of the primarchs I will have it that their memories are of them just before the events of Gathering Storm and 8th edition. So, unfortunately, no Primaris, as I will not be adding anything from Gathering Storm or 8th Edition either. Ya The Emperor might have been a good leader but he was a shit father/human. Then again he kinda gave up his humanity by creating the primarchs. And as for the whole Warhammer High thing….well let's just say there is something planned, sorry but I can't help myself. Don't worry it will be funny. And trust me when I get to that last little bit you were talking about, oh Luke is gonna have a field day with this information. Spoiler: It's not gonna be a good one.

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Chapter 10: Level Up

I stand there before my sons as they both stand before me. "Greetings Father it has been a long time since our last meeting," spoke Guilliman.

"That it has my son, but I have not called your both forth for a family dinner I'm afraid," I say trying to make a joke to break some ice. It failed as both seemed to look at me curiously as if I was not who they thought I was (I mean their right).

"Father are you well you seem...different," spoke Corax as he stared me down.

Well shit knew making a joke would get my ask killed, I thought. "Well lets just say that I'm not the man I once was, but I'll explain that in a bit but for know tell your men to set up with the rest of Dorn's sons and meet me up through the elevator," I say directing the conversation elsewhere A.K.A trying to cover my ass.

Both nod and head to tell their Legions what to do. "Hmm Guilliman I assumed father due to his political mind but Corax, do you plan to initiate espionage against the Devils?" Rogal asked.

"No, but good guess, they're more gonna serve the role as shock and awe plus if I need a bit of recon done I know who to call upon," I say. We make our way to the in the industrial elevator. Good thing these guys made this industrial and spanning the wall, last thing I need is to be squished between three primarchs, I think

We make our way upstairs and wait for Papa Smurf and Nevermore to appear in the kitchen. After about five minutes they appear from the basement door and walk into the room.

"Father I feel that this location is unsuited for you both for your rank and from a tactical point of view," spoke Guilliman disapprovingly.

"Ya ya heard the same spiel before but you wouldn't believe how cheap the place was when I bought it, I mean it was a pretty good steal," I say as I feel a little bit of attachment to the place. It may have been nothing more than a shitty shack but it's my shitty shack dammit, I think. "Anyway onto more pressing matters and catch you two up to speed, to put it bluntly, were not in our dimension anymore," I spoke already retelling the lie I had concocted for days now.

I began to tell them that during the Emperor's or in this case my final moments on the golden throne, that it had failed and allowed a warp tear to engulf most of the known galaxy. It the process the tear had transported me to a new dimension far different than the one we were in and that my soul had found a new body in the still-developing womb of my mother. In hindsight, it was a pretty good lie for what I could come up with at the time. I also told them about our encounters with the Devils and Fallen Angels as well.

"To align ourselves with such creatures is about to your entire creed!" spoke Guilliman as he was obviously pissed that we were on somewhat good terms with creatures comparable to Daemons.

"Technically brother we are not allies to them, rather we have more of a nonaggression pact with them of sorts," Rogal said trying to calm his brother down.

"If by nonaggression you mean select individuals who take the form of females you mean," Corax said speaking up.

"Oi! I'll have you know that this has nothing to do with Rias being a woman," I say as I'm insulted by such things. And I could swear I say Mr. Edgelord was cracking a ghost of a smile at my outburst.

"Then why do you have a little girl here casually discussing such information then?" Corax questioned again pointing to Asia.

"Um..hello," Asia replied as see meekly waved her hand to the two giants.

"She is a vital asset and a valued comrade to both father and myself respectively, she may be a young but Asia has an immense amount of potential," spoke Dorn defending Asia a bit (Big softy).

"Be that as it may Father I still do not see why you would break your creed like this?" questioned Guilliman.

"sigh For two reasons really, one because growing up again and reliving what I saw during my failed reign as not just a leader but also a father," I say as I look to Dorn and he nods in understanding. "In that time I learned that I had lost, everything I did was a failure in some way," I begin. "I let mankind drive itself to a point where they would rely on my guidance, I failed at to be both a father and a leader to you my sons and shrouded you in secrets and neglect,". "Hell, in all honesty, I believe that you and all of your brothers were more human than I was," I continue.

"So in these years I have given up that dream of wanting to drag humanity into some crazed ascendance, all I want now in life is three things," I say looking at my sons. "One: To live a simple peaceful life, of course, that's gonna need to be retooled a bit due to recent events," I say bitterly as peace and quiet is all I ask for. "Two: Stay out of humanities life as much as possible, like I said I lost the right to lead anyone much less all of humanity," I continue. "And my third and final thing on this list is to give each and every one of you my sons a better life then what I had given you," I finish solemnly as I do feel genuine sadness for what has happened to them.

While I know they are not really my kids in the sense of flesh and blood. That still doesn't mean I can't give them a chance at something else besides the shit they had to go through. As all evidence points that Emp's didn't really care for the primarchs that much and basically saw them as tools.

Silence followed after my announcement as I lean against the wall waiting for them to say something. Their reactions were mixed, to say the least. Asia was obviously looking at me with sadness in her eyes at my pain. Dorn was reserved like usual but his brow was furrowed a bit in understanding as he knew most of this already. And Guilliman and Corax were by their looks both bewildered and confused.

After a pregnant pause, Corax decides to speak up. "And what of this second reason father?" Corax asked.

Now I just hope this next cover doesn't put me 10 feet under, I think (Ha rhyming). "Well hopefully you won't freak out too much when I say this but, sigh I caused Chaos to appear in this world," I say just waiting for them to freak out.

But all I was meet with was silence. Defining silence with only my own heartbeat to make any noise. Until, "Fa...father I understand that you are new to human emotions again, but that's not how humans joke," spoke Guilliman.

I laugh bitterly, "ha If only it were a joke," I say bitterly as while I don't see them as evil, I know full well what can happen because of them.

"But how?" Corax asks speechlessly.

"Well from what I can remember it all started with my death," I say starting to craft a deeper lie. "You see the Astronomicon had finally decided to crap out on me and with my life support gone I died," I continue. "And with my death, a massive warp tear appeared right smack dab on Terra causing the whole of Sol to we swallowed into the warp as all I could do was watch from the center of the tear itself,".

"With this new warp tear brought so violently into the galaxy, It began to merge at alarming speeds with both the Eye of Terror and the Malstrom forging into a galaxy-wide warp rift that was slowly dragging the milky way into it," I continue. "With this mass of psychic energy and death on an almost unheard of level, the rift caused not only my soul to travel between time but also space,". "As I was thrown from our universe into this one my soul found its way to the still-gestating embryo of my mother causing me to be reborn,".

"But how does this connect to the chaos gods?!" Guilliman questioned angrily.

"If you would give me a second papa smurf I'm getting to that," I say annoyed. "As I was going to say, after I was born I spent all my time trying to figure out when and where I was," I say. "To say the least the tear had sent me not just into the past but also into another dimension as there is no past me or anything similar to the Terra I lived through," I continue. "But back to the chaos gods, I can only conclude that they or at the very least a fragment of them hitched a ride onto my souls trial and followed me here,".

"Then why has there not been any major incidents of corruption, from what I could gather father it seems that only the incident with the fallen was the only time that any corruption has happened?" Rogal asked me.

"Quite simple Rogal, their weak, they are trying to grow power, in this world they can't be at full strength yet they are still growing so to speak," I continue. "And do to this they have had to use me as a sort of gateway, but the thing is this gateway works both ways, they can't send anything through without my permission and I can't enter the warp without theirs,". "Not only that but I can essentially use a bit of the warp itself to bring you and others into this world from remnants of our old universe within this worlds warp, as you have already seen," I say.

Now keep in mind I am bullshitting here as much as I can, but damn if I can't come up with a convincing lie quick enough. Thank you, mom, for forcing me to go to those damnable acting classes, I think as I continue to weave this confusing narrative.

"If this is the case father then why have you not tried to destroy them, you know more than anyone the damage they can cause to not just humanity but the galaxy at large?" Corax questioned.

"Because it wouldn't work, think of the warp as a glass of water and the gods as ice cubes," I reply as I give my comparison. "If you were to melt the cubes ergo destroy the gods then their collective power and being would bleed back into the warp," I continue. "But the water will eventually freeze back and develop new ice cubes that either take over the previous gods embodiment or combines multiple gods embodiments or just is formed from some other emotion,". "The point is that it is pointless, even I knew this back in our universe, my old plan was just to starve them so they wouldn't be much of a threat to humanity or the galaxy, but know I have formed a sort of deal so to speak," I say.

"What sort of deal?" Guilliman questions with rage clear in his voice.

"sigh I told them that if they 'play ball' so to speak that they will be able to feed off the emotions of some and if they get that much they will oblige not to try any sort of trickery," I say.

"And you believe them!" Guilliman shouts.

"Of course not but this is the only way I am able to keep an eye on them," I continue. "And even if I don't allow them this then they might do whatever they can to try and force their way into the world and if I destroy them then something else would just take their place and as the old saying goes 'better to trust the devil you know then the devil you don't'!". "Both sides of this chess game are at disadvantages, but that is why I brought you into this world, in case the worst should happen," I say.

"Luke what are you saying?" Asia speaks for the first time in this whole thing, obviously out of her element with all his arguing.

"What I mean Asia is that if I should ever look like I am falling to chaos or if they were ever to find a way to force myself to allow them access to this world, I want you all to try and put me down if need be," I say.

Asia's face turns horrified by such a request while the primarchs have faces of grim acknowledgment. "Hopefully father it should not come to that," Corax says solemnly.

"But father I must ask what about the recent event at the church, was that not their work?" Rogal asks me.

"No that was my doing, unfortunately, the fallen must have been hanging around an area where my presence has been," I begin. "You see do to this agreement my body gives off low levels of warp energy and it sticks around areas for several days, but only those with any mild connection to psykic energy can hear the whispers of the warp," I continue. "My theory is that the fallen had been hanging around the school in hopes of reckoning the devils they're and had picked up on the energy and slowly began to worship the gods,". "That is why I have tried to keep my contact with that locating limited for some time, hoping that the energy will dissipate over several days so I can return," I say.

"Then should we not be setting up purity seal all throughout the base and area around as a precaution?" Corax asks.

"There is no need, when I first came here I put up a warding that absorbed the energy and used it to conceal my presence to any prying eyes," I say.

"Well father since you have us here now, what is the plan," Guilliman asks with steely resolve in his voice.

"I'll be honest I have just been playing this all by ear, I have no real plan except just try and keep any collateral to a minimum," I say tiredly as the more I continue on the more I realize how taxing its gonna be later. "For now try and get used to everything here, Rogal and Asia have the most experience so far living here so they will be able to help you guys acclimate to this world," I continue. "Also I am gonna be gone for a couple of days, so until I get back continue to get accustomed to life here, find a job, become apart of the community, do whatever you feel is necessary except take aggressive action against any forces unless they attack first understood," I say as they all nod in response.

"Father there are two questions that need clarification where will you be heading and what are we going to do with repairs and maintenance, while my sons have experience with such things and there are a few techmarines among them there are still so many we have?" Rogal asks.

I pause for a quick second and think. Hmm, that is gonna be a slight problem, I could just..but that might be too much, I think. "Ah what the hell," I say carelessly as I quickly dig through another box and grab a small pendant with the Adeptus Mechanicus symbol on it and channel some power into it while thinking of what I want. "Throw this somewhere down in the base where there is plenty of room and you'll have your answer," I continue. "And to answer the other question, I will be heading to the warp, I have not been there for awhile and I need to see if anything has happened or if those four have tried something,". "And before you worry don't, this isn't the first time I have gone into the warp and it won't be the last," I finish as I had the pendant to Rogal that now has a thick shadowy substance on it.

"Understood father but you still need to select your group for this rating game," speaks Rogal.

I just smirk and say "Why do you think I'm heading to the warp," I say as I quickly rip a tear and enter it.

The Brass Citadel

"Hey Khorne is my sword don…," I try to say before I quickly duck underneath a flying body of a person as it smacks against the metal walls. I look to see the place a bit bloodier than usual with mangled bodies now vaguely resembling what used to be human like entities as Khorne is there holding a person with his massive metal hand.

"Ah creator it is good you stopped by I was just going to transport you here to battle these abominations tho weak do at least entertain," spoke the blood god.

"You will pay creator the true lords of hell will crush you all and use your corpses as fertilizer," spoke the pale dude with bat wings in Khorne's grasp.

"Haha I hope so they might provide better entertainment than you bug," spoke Khorne as he then crushes the man within his palm making a resounding sound of bones breaking and blood pooling from the blood gods hand.

"The hell is this all about?" I question not even caring about the gruesome death, I had already been desensitized by my 'training'.

"I currently don't know creator, one minute I am sitting on my throne drinking blood from one of my skulls and the next thing I know these little pests are crawling all over the place," he said as we look out at a gap in the wall to see Daemons of Khorne battling with the Devils.

How do I know their Devils? I don't know, it was probably all the shouting about Lucifer and them having bat wings was a big tip-off.

"So they attacking anywhere else?" I ask stepping over some of the corpses.

"They tried to make an attack on all of the realms at once, I can only assume in thinking we would be easy prey," Khorne says. "As you can see they were wrong," he says as he holds up a decapitated head.

"Yaaaa...so have you guys finished that sword of mine yet?" I ask kinda disturbed by this whole situation. Just because I'm used to dead bodies doesn't mean it ain't a little fucked up to see.

"We are just putting the finishing touches on it, in fact, it would have been finished sooner but the weakling demanded to decorate it," spoke the blood god.

I swear if I am gonna have to wield a drugged out epileptic seizure I am gonna be a little bit pissed, I think as I know Slaanesh will try and go overboard.

"Well just dandy, so may I ask what you added to my weapon?" I ask the blood god as I was curious what boon I would gain from him.

"I had crafted the blade from the soul of a bloodthirster and gave the blade the ability to break pieces of itself off and enter your enemy's body to expanded into painful shards of crystallized blood, and don't worry about reforging it the blade will repair itself and it will never become dull," spoke Khorne with what I could only assume was a hint of pride in his voice for crafting such a blade.

"I got to admit that sounds pretty metal," I say as the way he described makes it sound pretty brutal. "Well, in any case, have fun with these guys I'm gonna check on Nurgle and Tzeentch before I see what Slaanesh is doing," I say as I walk off.

"While I would like for you to stay and watch this glorious battle with me, I understand what must be done," Khorne says as he turns to see most of the devils now being impaled onto metal spikes and being housed up down by his daemons (For better imagery just replace the vampire nazis in the scene in Hellsing Ultimate where they are parading London civilians on pikes with Bloodletters as the vampires).

The Garden of Nurgle

As I walked a bit I found myself in Nurgle's realm, thankfully I don't have to walk far to reach anywhere the laws of time and space obviously don't apply here. As I pass by decaying plants, I notice some of the devils have been either been entangled in the plants themselves or are currently being buried under the plants as diseased fertilizer. Either way, it looks like all of them died due to whatever is in the air around here as very few of them look like they were in a fight.

As I make my way to the plague fathers home I stumble upon the site of Nurgle currently brewing toxins and Isha sitting in a surprisingly not rotted out chair as she has a little nurgling in her lap who she is petting motherly on the head.

"Hello creator so glad to see you again, excuse the mess these little pests got further in than I expected," spoke Nurgle as he seemed to put the final touches in his recent concoction.

Really I can't tell there was a mess, everything looks the same. Rotting wood, cracked stone, plants pustulating a sickly flem colored icker. The only thing different is a big ass hole in the roof about the size of a Great Unclean One.

"No problem I was just hoping to see if you had finished the little bonus you were gonna give my weapon, and hello Isha," I say as I greet Isha.

Isha smiles at me and says, "Hello creator it is good to see you again,"

"Yes I must thank you for bringing Isha back to me creator, even with all of my children here to keep me company it still was lonely without my beloved here," spoke Nurgle as he walked up and gently put a hand on Isha's shoulder to witch see gently placed a hand on his.

"Yes creator thank you for reuniting me with my husband," spoke Isha softly.

"You are both welcomed, but as much as I enjoy seeing you two happy I must ask about what you have added to my weapon?" I ask the plague father as I try to get the conversation back on track.

"Ah yes my gifts, well as you know I have already crafted a fine illness to coat your blade that will kill any normal man within a matter of minutes and sap the very strength from gods," he said his sickly voice beaming with equal parts pride and joy over his creation. "Not only that but has the chance to cause the victim to become a mindless zombie that will obey your commands, and for what you have done for me as well I also gift you this," he said as he pulled a wooden sheath from behind him.

The sheath looked to be around 50 inches long and was made of a deathly pale ash colored wood that had intricate carvings of Plaguebearers and Great Unclean Ones on it as well as the quote that read "Ut corpus relinquere vitae dolor et scire mirabilia mortem. Ut non fugimus in eodem statu mortalitatis et scire aeternam esse, quod est putredo.", plus I could swear I can hear buzzing from it.

"This is a sheath made of one of my favorite trees that I have crafted to specifically hold your sword and it is just as strong as your sword plus I have also placed a colony of larval Rot Flies within the sheath and just command the flies to attack an enemy and they will spew at your enemy in a black cloud of pestilence," he continued. "And the writing is in Latin it reads "May your body leave the pain of life and know the wonders of death. May it shun the fleeting mortality and know the everlasting existence that is decay", I thought it would fit nicely as to add to my own touch," he spoke with pride and let out a joyful mucus filled laugh.

I'm stunned really I am I didn't expect such an extravagant I'll be it ghastly gift from these guys. "I..I'm speechless I thank you for this gift, I appreciate it," I say as I slowly realize that even if they are possibly some of the most armorial of creatures to exist that these four have the ability for as much good as they do evil, just like all things.

"It is not a problem creator, this gift will help your journey even more now," Nurgle continued. "If you wish to stay we were just about to test how resilient these Devils are," he says as he snaps his bloated fingers as two Plaguebearers drag a rotten looking chair into the room that held a barely conscious devil within it.

"Umm I'll pass on that one I have to check on the other two, but you two have fun with that," I say as I slowly back away as I really don't want to see this guy cough up his own entrails or something.

As I turn to leave I hear Nurgle callout to me. "Alright then take care creator, and as for you, my guest lets see whats for the main course," Nurgle says with glee.

The Crystal Labyrinth

As I enter Tzeentch's realm nothing is really too different except for the few daemons playing with recent human-sized Rubik's cubes of flesh that are either gibbering nonsense or are screaming about birds for some reason. I quickly make my way to the top of the fortress where Tzeentch residents since knowing him he has already expected my arrival and teleported me near the top. I make my way through the mouth like door to see that Tzeentch's has added floating tomes to the room along with the standard floating crystals and mixture of puzzle boxes. But the Changer of Ways is currently occupied his time with a devil he has wrapped up in one of his tentacles (No not like that get your minds out of the gutter).

"Ah hello, creator I assume you wish to know about my boon?" Tzeentch asks rhetorically.

"Ya was curious about what you were gonna give me, I can assume it has sorcery," I say as I just walk around looking at just random objects.

"Yes, you are correct my boo…" Tzeentch tried to speak but was interrupted.

"Let go of me you filthy creature, you have no idea what kind of enemy you have made this day," spoke the devil as he tried to free himself from the Architect of Fates tentacle.

"Hold on a moment will you creator," Tzeentch spoke politely as the mouth of the tentacle traping the man now engulfed the back of his head as the man could only let out a silent scream. "Forgive me I was about to extract information from this abomination and got a little carried away," he said.

"Na it's fine besides we might be able to learn a lot from them, any way you were talking about my boon," I say getting us back on track.

"Yes I have plucked an eye from one of my Lords of Change, the eye will act as a conduit to help channel your psychic powers into it as well it has the effect to cast illusions onto your enemy," he continued. "These illusions depend on how much power you pump into the eye and another feature is that it can help you see through illusions,".

"Hmm quite useful I have to admit, anyway can you tell me about why these guys suddenly attacked you guys?" I ask as I am curious on what has been going on here.

"Well, creator they seem to only recently notice us because as soon as our defenses noticed them they began to attack and hundreds of groups of them appearing around different locations across our respective realms," he continued. "However they were heavily underprepared as most of these groups were wiped out within the first minute of contact with daemons, with only a few stronger groups actually gaining any ground, their total forces seems to be around the thousands,"

"So they didn't have any information on us, they had hoped to really on the element of surprise and sheer numbers, a bold strategy which means there were confident in their abilities or they were only trying to test our defenses," I say as strategically a blitz would catch most unprepared, but to come in with so little recon they must be pretty arrogant about their abilities (Ya cause Devils are the epitome of humble). "So anything else you all have been up too or are you guys just sitting around twiddling your thumbs?" I ask.

"We have been continuing are assigned tasks as well as working on your weapon as well, although Khorne has been feeling...antsy shall we say," spoke the Changer of Ways as he began to move a viewing crystal over. "As of my tasks I have still been gathering information on the different factions," he said as the screen flickered between places I have already seen to places that look to be the Vatican and what looked to be a western styled castle. "I have added tabs on more of the human factions such as the Vatican and the Pendragon family," speaks Tzeentch.

"Pendragon?" I ask, "As in King Arthur Pendragon, you know the whole sword in the stone guy, that King Arthur," I say not quite believing it.

"Yes they are quite the influential family with strong ties to the Christian church," speaks the changer.

Huh, well shit you would think I would be surprised but with all I've seen this past week I can't be, I think. "So I can assume you are also keeping tabs on also people I know too," I say.

"Yes creator but only those of any note such as the Sona and Rias girls you seem to interact with quite frequently," spoke Tzeentch as the screen change to a dual view of Sona doing what looked to be paperwork and Rias seems to be training with the rest of her peerage. "If you wish creator I can gift you one of these crystals so that you may view them as well," spoke the changer chuckling lightly.

My eyebrow twitches and I just start to walk away. "Fuck you and no I don't need/want the damn crystals, now if you'll excuse me I have to make sure Slaanesh doesn't bedazzle my sword, have fun mind fucking the poor bastard," I say as I walk out the door.

As Luke left Tzeentch looked back at the devil in question and eight of his currently exposed mouths grind. "Now let's see what you have to offer to the plan," spoke Tzeentch as his tentacle erupted into warpfire and the devil's screams could be heard miles around.

The Palace of Pleasure

To say I got a little disturbed by Slaanesh's realm today would be an understatement. I could hear the moans of both pain and pleasure as I walked through some of the halls of the palace. Hell, I could see a few pools of blood underneath the door of some of them. I have seen decapitated bodies and people exploded into red mist but this shit just weirds me out, I think as I quicken my pace to the main throne room.

As expected as soon as I opened the door the whole thing was like some crazed mosh pit and sex orgy rolled into one. I make my way around the mass of bodies, privates, and tentacles to where Slaanesh is as she sits there with a smile on her face as she ships what I can assume some kind of wine. "Ah creator it is so good to see you again," Slaanesh spoke trying to lay on the seduction.

"Come on Slaanesh wear is the sword," I say getting to the point.

Slaanesh just pouts, "Aw and here I thought so came here just to see me, but I supposed I can't be surprised when it comes too boys and their toys," she said as she pulled out my blade.

The blade was 45 inches long and about 5 inches wide. The blade was made of a strong looking metal that gave off a sense of uneasy and was colored a dark metallic red and if you looked hard enough you could see the glint of a nearly colorless substance running the length of the blade. But the most decorative part was the hilt.

The hilt seemed to have a silver tinge to it with a star of chaos on both sides of the hilt made of the same material with two gems of the same color representing the four gods on one of the points on both sides. In the middle of one of the sides was a large pale blue gem, expect it wasn't a gem it was an eye with a slitted pupil and the inside of the iris was purple. Now while I know what the eye was on the other side there was a thin slit on a solid mass of purple in the center of this sides star with small jagged teeth jutting out.

"Umm Slaanesh what the hell is this?" I question pointing to the slit.

"Oh that my blessing, I thought long and hard about what to give you and I gave you the mouth of one of my daemons, now your weapon can unleash a sonic attack similar to those lovely little noise marines," she said like some rabid designer who had just came up with this year's new fashion fad.

"I thought you were going to do the whole 'they get cut they become my slave'," I ask confused.

"Oh creator why would you need any slaves to please you when you can just call upon me and I will gladly keep you warm at night," she said as she attached herself to my arm.

"Ya good luck with that," I say as it is taking all my self-control not to take a peek at her still unclothed breasts. "And would it kill you to put some clothes on," I say.

"Oh creator you need to relax," Slaanesh says as she leads me to the mass of bodies that are now parting for us as I meet the sight of an expensive long couch. "Now why don't you relax and have a few drink after all you have a whole week before you fight that dickless bird," she says as she pours me a drink that smells of rum and cola.

Ah, a Cuba Libre, one of my favorites, I think to myself as I love a good old rum and coke as I find myself in a sort of lull. "Well, ah fuck it I have time to kill, might as well have some fun," I say as I take a swig.

Now before you start (All of you have bolters pointed at my head and show me the dates of when my last update was and this one)...ok point taken BLAM.

(I get up and rub the scorch mark off my forehead) Anyway I know it has been a while and I'm sorry for that. As this is my last year of school I have been trying to make sure it stays being my last and so I have had to balance not only getting school work done, but also family stuff, giving myself some downtime, and writing my stories. And really I don't expect the lot of you to instantly accept it I really don't, but as I always believe that no excuse can make up a failure and that actions speak louder than words.

So with that, I can tell you that my next update WILL be between the 10th and the 14th of next month. And before you start cheering it's not on this fanfic it's on my other. I really need to give that one some love as I have left it alone for far too long.

But anyway on to some things in this chapter. First Luke told Corax and Guilliman a half-truth, devils had tried to invade the warp, and we get a look at Luke new weapon.

This chapter was a lot longer than I like to make my chapters, but I wanted to give the Chaos gods their respective time too not just the Imperium.

Anyway please tell me what you thought and I will respond next time. So until then, this is Gaslight88 signing off.