Chapter one
Inquisitor Rius turned off his dataslate after reading the legend of the eliatropes once more, looking up to see his acolytes prepared the ritual to free Helos. The two of them were those acolytes who had survived the various adventures Rius had gotten them into, a imperial psyker by the name of Rosamond and a tech priest designated Meyek-56. Rius wondered why he was doing this, setting up a ritual designed by a Daemon Primarch, admittedly a redeemed one. It rankled him to trust a being who had served Chaos for thousands of years. Then he caught a glimpse of the sky and remembered.
The Great Rift that cut the galaxy in twain and was known by thousands of names. In the bright Imperium it was the Cicatrix Maledictum, to the Orks it was Gork's Grin, to the Tau it was Mont'yhe'va which meant Devourer of Hope, and on Fenris it was known as the Everdusk. But no matter what you called it, the Crimson Path, the Warpscar, the Mouth of Ruin or the Dathedian it meant one thing, that dark times were upon the galaxy. The Noctis Aeterna that followed the Great Rifts creation was very much like the Age of Strife, cutting off the Imperium from itself. The Blackness, as it was also known, blocked the Astronomicon and made Astropathic communication impossible. Indeed, despite its title of Days of Blinding it lasted for months on some worlds. Time itself was distorted by the Great Rift, and it was possible some worlds were still trapped by the Noctis Aeterna. Practically all worlds of the Imperium were under attack from within and without. The purple rift was visible in the night skies of all worlds, and it was so prominent on some worlds that looking up was forbidden lest the very sanity of the people break. This was the greatest work of the Warmaster of Chaos, to steal the very heavens themselves and taint the hope they embody.
But despite this darkness, there was also hope. The Emperor spoke once more, and the loyal Primarchs returned. Magnus the Red had achieved redemption, and he brought with him half of his legion. Magnus also destroyed the worst elements of the Inquisition, those who had become corrupt with power and would only hurt the Imperium. The Adeptus Custodes once more fought on the front lines, and the Indominus Crusade was in full swing.
And Rius had been sent to this planet to free the dragon lord Helos from imprisonment, and with her aid free the Eliatropes. The Emperor had declared that Humanity must expand its boundaries and accept those who would become human. No xenos race currently in existence would do so, but the legend of the Eliatropes gave hope. Magnus had created the ritual, and Rius had been sent to implement it. If the ritual worked Helos would then be brought to Terra where Vulkan and the Emperor would make a new key to the stasis realm. Then the Eliatropes would join humanity.
Rius was an idealist, but he knew no plan survived contact with the enemy, and he knew there were many enemies of the Imperium.
But there was no time to think further as the ritual started, and Rius aided Rosamond and Meyek-56 in chanting. Soon the stars truly came right, and before them was Helos. She looked human, but she wore a large hat. She whispered in perfect low gothic, "By Adamai, where am I?" She then collapsed from exhaustion.
If one good thing could be said about the Great Rift, it was that momentous occasions that wanted to stay hidden were hidden. While some could argue that the psychic awakening and ease of magic could be good, but the potential of disaster is far too high. Thus the freeing of Helos went mostly unnoticed in this age, as new gods are being born and the Primarchs and other god like beings walk the galaxy once more.
Two beings did notice the freeing of Helos, and their plans were truly put into action.
The first being noticed not the unique psychic surge of Wakfu and Stasis energy, but instead his technology noticed the star in which Helos was imprisoned no longer radiated truly massive amounts of those energies. In his clock ship, he realized his time had come.
This being was known by many names across the galaxy. On many worlds he was Cronos the devourer of both men and gods, while to oracles he was Surgat the demon of prophesy and opener of locks. He was known as a monster who controlled time and was a Demon or Devil or other kind of Fiend. But he was not a Daemon, he was a xenos. He was the last of the Xelors, and those who served him knew him as Nox. But he always remembered his true name, the one his family called him. That name was Noximilien Coxen.
He had escaped the birth of Tzeentch, but his family had not. He knew he was the last Xelor, for the Dragon Lord Drew had been hunting him for thousands of years. With the opening of the Great Rift Drew had been recalled to other projects that indecisive mollusk needed done. But even on the run Nox had one goal, one that would be considered insane. He planned to turn back time and prevent the Xelor's clock from being activated. He had drained Wakfu from many beings, and when he had drained the Saidida race he had only gone back 20 minutes. This would have broken anyone else, he just realized he needed more power. With Helos freed he had thar power, for the Eliatrope race possessed the most Wakfu in the entire universe. He would drain the entire race and save his own, and with his race saved all his evil would be undone.
Nox set a course for the planet on which Helos rested, and at his side his pet hound Igole barked eagerly. Igole was his only family left, and the experiments on the dog by the Xelor had given it much power. Indeed, had Nox not ordered it to stay it would have used it's Crotalid power to go ahead.
In the depths of the Great Rift there was a shadowy Daemon World full of wreckage. It was obviously once an Imperial fortress world, and a Civilized world as well. It had obviously suffered massive damage before it was taken by the warp. The biggest clue to this worlds identity before it was claimed by the powers of Chaos was the many strange pylons, most of the broken. This world was Cadia, and it was the base of Be'lakor the Dark Master.
The Firstborn of Chaos sat upon a throne made from the bones of those fools who tried to kill him and considered the object in his hand. It was the key to the Eliatrope dimension, where the entire race waited for freedom. The key was not complete, and he needed the last piece. He had taken the other four pieces from the corrupted Dragon Lords, and now he needed the last piece to do what he wanted to. He would sacrifice the Eliatrope race and ascend to godhood, finally freeing himself from the chains that bound him to the Chaos Gods. The Dark Master send a summons to the host of minions that served him and prepared to take the key.
Author note
For fiction updates, they are gonna be erratic. Only my react fic is gonna have a true update schedule, and that's because I don't have to write much. However, I thrive on reviews. A review for this fiction is what spurred me to work on this chapter.
Now here are my rambling and disorganized story observations
I don't know if I have to mention this, but to be safe I will state that the names of the three inquisition characters comes from a website titled old malleus which has an imperium name generator, except I added 56 on to Meyek to make it a tech priest name.
I looked up the great rift, and all the names I gave it are actual names for it. At least according to the lexicanium.
Also, I learned of the Prosperan Rift War. But my Magnus is loyal and has led half his legion back to loyalty. So instead the chaotic empire builder is Ahriman and the evil thousand sons.
Adamai is Yugo's dragon brother, and his name is that of the eliatrope god. The dragon lords are god like entities. Helos is the eliatrope emperor of mankind, while the other four dragon lords are the Primarchs.
Nox is the xelor antagonist of the wakfu cartoon, he is the big bad of season one. His goal was to reverse time and save his family. But I imagine if nox from the cartoon had a galaxy full of wakfu to harvest, he wouldn't have given up when he did. Also Igole is Nox's dog, or bowwow as they are called in wakfu.
I looked up Cadia's fate, and it disappeared before the great rift formed. Whose to say it didn't become Be'lakor's base
I prefer Be'lakor having free will.
The two villains of this fiction have the same plan, harvest the power of the Eliatrope race for there own ends. In Nox's case its to undo the death of his race, while Be'lakor seeks to become a god. They both need the key fragment Helos has to break into the stasis dimension. Nox is gonna use the sympathetic link the key has to the dimension to find it, then brute force it open. Be'lakor is just gonna open it with the whole key.
