Commander Jakob A. Burns was a deserter of the Imperium, he took who was loyal to him of his former Space Marine chapter. They lived as mercenaries and pirates for 20 years until the eye of Nurgle oversaw them. Death guard swarmed their desolate planet. They scourged and consumed the souls of the exiles. As nurgle feasted on these souls he left a dark power within them. Nurgle's gift seeped through their armour and flooded their bodies afflicting them with a terrible disease and pestilence. They were dilapidated and swelling with sores and pox. Jakob lied on the ground in unimaginable pain. With what strength he had, he held onto his consciousness. Nurgle whispered into his ear

"Embrace the plague!" "Allow it to reside in your body, and you will be granted immeasurable power."

He refused, he resisted with all his remaining might. He lasted as long as he could, until the torment finally wrenched his mind. His consciousness was pulled down into the deepest portion of his mentality. Losing control of his body, he tried to repel the daemonic presence in his mind. Nurgle feasted on his torment and anguish. After a seemingly endless psychological onslaught, he finally gave in. He was wrangled into a slave of Nurgle.

Chapter 1: Torment

I always feel tired. I do not understand why I continue walking forward, I do not feel pain, even though I should. I feel like my body is just a vessel, controlled by Nurgle. I am unable to completely control myself, I know I'm controlling my body, but my mind is chained down. I feel dead, like I am a tormented spirit. Where am I going? What could Nurgle possibly use me for? Wait…. Oh god no, please no! Don't make me! I must stop!

"Inquisitor, we have new information from the Dark Angel's 47th scout unit."

"What news possibly is imperative enough to awake me from my meditation!"

"Death Guard sir, heresy is growing on a mining colony."

"Oh really and what colony is this."

"The Terrasice Prime Ferro Fibrous refinery"

"Damnit! That is a necessary mining colony. Do we not have full regiments of Imperial Guard guarding that facility!"

"Reports show, they were all slaughtered. Their remains have been assimilated into the assaulting force."

"Ugh, I have always despised the Death guard. Their vile and ghastly stature disgusts me. Call forth the Commander of the 37th Ultramarines division. Also, receive the Emperor's approval of this assault."

"Yes, Inquisitor"

"Why, Why…" I wanted to cry, but I continued walking forward. I couldn't die, I couldn't control my body, I couldn't do anything. This is worse than hell. I could almost feel the blood flowing down the arms and chest of my armor. I could feel every slash and jab with my scythe, I could feel their screams.

"Embrace the plague, embrace the carnage! Enjoy it! You will soon, you will experience it over and over and over. You will fall to it eventually." The whispering would not stop its barrage on my mind. I began to feel pain, I wanted to cringe in pain, but I couldn't. I just continued onward, like a machine.

Chapter 2 coming soon.