Chapter 12: The Heresy of Anhur and the Galactic events of the Human-Batarian War.
In the times known as the Great Batarian Human war, to say that the galaxy was in turmoil and in times of chaos would be underestimation. For in those 6 years from the moment of the Batarian invasion and its conclusion the galaxy suffered numerous events that have shaped its future for the better or the worse, it was unlike any event that happened to the galaxy until that time, not seen since the Rachni war and its aftermath. The Batarian invasion of the Imperium sent shockwaves across the cosmos, not only was the information of this massive invasion concerning to the Citadel Council and the Human Alliance, but the prospect of the Batarian army invading what was known then as a human isolated colony has strained the patience of everyone in the galaxy to the breaking point.
Upon hearing the news of the Batarian invasion on the outer human colonies the Alliance was on a brink of war and mass mobilization of its forces commenced, the Citadel races and council sent numerous messages to the Batarians to cease any and all hostilities, as the councils threatened even more economic sanctions and expulsion of any Batarian in the citadel space, the human alliance threatened to use war as a means to save its colonies.
This was mostly an empty threat as the Alliance had numerous stability issues that prevented it from doing any sort of meaningful military action without exposing its rear to the internal rebellious elements, hence it came as a relaxing news to the leadership of the alliance when the human systems in question were part of a rebellious human group unknown to Systems Alliance and anybody else in the galaxy.
So the threat of Military intervention was lowered to simple weapon display and empty diplomatic sanctions which affected no one, and did not even contribute to the situation solving, for what alliance was concerned this new element of humanity was Cerberus cell hidden for decades and poised to strike at them at any moment.
Also, the Humans had tremendous problem on Anhur, which would only become far worse than anyone in the galaxy could imagine.
The Citadel council issued several acts allowing Turians and Salarians more military funding in order to prevent Batarians should they decided to act on aggression against the citadel controlled space.
This was most welcomed by the militaristic Turian Hierarchy ,which increased its ship production threefold, and enacted various space stations in the systems bordering Batarian hegemony, which calmly in a fashion belonging to the Hegemony, issued diplomatic protest, and then went silent.
Turians would see much militarization in the coming years as the news of war and eventual Batarian failure struck the galaxy like a hammer.
The Imperium was known to all now, and it issued that any transgression on its space would result in a totalen krieg.
The imposed limitation on the dreadnought construction was lifted, now the ships limits would be only its resources, no longer were they constricted to 1km long ship, now they were free to build as they wished. But to the Turian hierarchy ,inexperienced of building super-sized ships, it would take many years until they could perfect such construction, which they wasted no time and began enacting shipyards to better suit their new military manufactoriums.
The Turian Hierarchy was now officially in a cold war with the newly known Imperium of Man, desire to invade the weakened imperium was prevented, as the various videos of the enormous ships of the imperium circulated on the GalacticWeb, their armies and forces were now the terror and dread of the galaxy.
And even the might Turian hierarchy decided to build up its military before engaging such a powerful foe, weakened or not.
The existence of Imperium of Man were not kindly seen by the Citadel Council, such was a paranoia of a human coalition of Systems Alliance and Imperium of Man, that any diplomatic agreement was put on hold or outright canceled, the ambassadors and diplomats were promptly expelled from the citadel, and protests from the Systems Alliance was outright ignored, such was HumanoPhobia of the Council upon realization that their tight grip on the galaxy was to be tested, that they enacted laws of confiscation and expulsion , namely the Humans in Citadel Race planets were to be expelled outright to the human space.
This exodus was enforced by the Turian military, various protests were silenced by the sheer impact of the videos of the human genocide seen on Both Anhur and Aurelian, and even the human sympathizers were not keen on defending a race capable of torching million corpses in the name of their newfound God.
And so it was that humans had to return to their own planets, this influx of millions of refugees caused economic collapse in the alliance, the sanctions, military blockades and various factors imposed by the Citadel Federation caused the markets to crash and inflation to be rampant, as the Humans were forced to utilize various currencies of the Earth Nations in place of the galactic credit, such was the price of multi globalism.
Citadel Federation, as it was to be known after the End of Imperium Batarian war, whose new goal became unification of all xenos races into a single entity much tightly ran than ever before, united in purpose of defense from the human threat. It would begin to militarize itself out of sheer paranoia from the imperial enemy. And in the years to come would be nothing like the Citadel Space of the ages past.
The collapse of the Alliance was close, planets were revolting and the economy was in shambles, various nations from the planet Earth decided to go their own way, and it would seem the Alliance would cease to be.
But Anhur seemed to prove a great opportunity to appease the council, and regain their formers status, and quite possibly preserve the young Systems Alliance. Namely, for years now the human population of anhur was committing xenocide upon the Batarians, and in the year 4 of the Imperium-Batarian war the citadel council has sent a coalition of troopers, turians, salarians and Asari in order to save the Batarian populace and establish order. The alliance saw this coalition as chance to prove themselves as peaceful organization ,unafiiliated with the Imperium, and so hundreds of thousands of alliance soldiers were on the way to Anhur.
The Events of Anhur would shake the galaxy more than anything else seen up until that point, for on that planet, few acts have set into motion things beyond comprehension.
In the years since the first Anhurian Uprising , the Religious militia led by Stefan began expanding across the three continents of the world of Anhur, one has fell to the advances of the faithful, and on it, the most cruel and unspoken acts occurred, witch hunting, burnings, and outright mania commenced against the xenos, and even on the humans still holding sympathies to the xenos and their woes.
On the liberated continent renamed Europa, in honor of the old terran continent, masses of faithful began erecting temples in the name of the Emperor, Zealous acts were common, and people were still grasped by the new prospect for the future, giving themselves wholly onto their new faith.
Old furnaces and new burst into life, as the fire in their bellies roared anew, weapons and armors were made, under the watchful eyes of the most zealous priests ,the young and old learnt crafts and made equipment for the faithful militia.
Armors made of steel, thrice sanctified and decorated in symbolism were mass produced and equipped, looking more like steel armors from the medieval ages, they would serve their purpose well, for in the end, it is not the armor that protects, but the Emperor, and that was all that faithful needed in their victory.
Swords were constructed, as well as primitive gun and artillery, alliance tech present on the planet were repurposed, and used in equipping the faithful.
The faithful militia were strong, but they needed dedicated army, so they have constructed Legio Templar, armed similary to the Imperial Guard, they were armed with remodeled Lasguns which were decorated in symbols of the Imperial Cult, their armour was white and grey, and on their chest was the sign of Aquila, the entire soldier was coated in Steel armour designed in such a way as to best reflect the incoming bullets of the weaponry used by the xenos. The helmet of this new faithful army was unlike that of a common guardsmen, it was fully enclosed, leaving only enough opening for eyes and mouth, designed in a shape of a cross, if one could make a comparison, the Legio Templar resembled their original counterparts who waged wars of faith on old Terra, the ancient Templar order lived again.
Millions upon millions of humans worked and warred on this planet, as the Batarian and other alien remnant populations dug in and held for their dear lives under the constant assaults of the faithful which were on the verge of conquering the second continent Amelia. They knew if they lost, the only fate awaiting them would be one of fire and death.
But on the third and the most largest continent, the situation was most precarious, the continent of Haotica held the biggest xenos population when compared to human one, and the constant advancing of the human faithful stalled, the war regressed into melee brawl and each kilometer took days to conquer.
To make matters worse, into this furnace of war, Citadel Federation Army, or CFA as it would be known in the future, deployed countless thousands of soldiers, Turian, Asari, Salarian, even Krogan and various other races took part in the ongoing conflict. The krogan were hardest to bring, for their numbers were on constant depletion, but the ever eager mercenaries and pirates gladly took upon themselves to join the fray, some out of greed and prospect of loot, some for more noble purposes, and some just came to wage war, for it was all they ever knew.
These newly arrived forces turned the tides, and the advances of the Faithful militia stalled, worse yet, were threatened with repulsion from the conquered regions.
Stefan realized the severity of the situation on the biggest content, he knew that the newely enforced planetary blockade prevented any faithful to join the Imperium, and any imperial reinforcements to join him. He was busy wrapping up the conquest of the second continent before the C.F.A could land upon it and bring problems with them.
He knew the xenos would no doubt target his infrastructure, so the biggest manufactorums were built in the mountains of this planet in the years after its conversion. But the xenos fleet, considering themselves righteous, and unused to this type of warfare did not target civilians or civilian buildings, their ships were not even designed for planetary bombardment, and were used to blockade the planet and bring more troops onto it. For now, this worked in Stefan's favour, but he knew he had to act against the fleet sooner or later. It came as a welcome surprise to find out that Systems alliance, fearing the Batarian Hegemony ,and potential escalation of conflict, had hidden nuclear weaponry of the most modern design in its hidden military bases around the continent of Europa.
Dozens of warheads with enough megatons of power to scour the planet clean of life two times over were now sitting idly and in his control.
He considered the utilization of these weapons against the land forces, but knew that if he had done this, there was nothing stopping the xenos fleet of glassing this planet with their own weapons of mass destruction, so he did what was most logical and utilized the nuclear weaponry against the fleets orbiting Anhur.
The fleets were preoccupied with rescuing the civilian populace, hundreds of various transports unloaded soldiers and loaded civilians onto them, they were invested in their business so much, that they barely had time to register the surge of power on the planet, and by the time the proper reaction could be formed, the nuclear payload detonated against various ships, causing catastrophic casualties in both the civilians and ships. It was a staggering blow to the relief effort, as the skies of Anhur were burning for hours as the debris fell onto the planet's surface.
The C.F.A's fleet was now crippled, and they decided on retreating and repairing, any evacuation effort was put on hold, and only ships carrying military supplies were allowed to pass.
Stefan has won for now, but he held no illusion they would return, and with vengeance. His efforts to take the second continent would take time, so in order to establish a better situation on the biggest continent of Haotica, he has given joint command to his fellow priests, Arebus and Lepidus.
Lepidus had a gift for military command, more accustomed to war than priestly duties, and Stefan needed that right now. He was trustworthy and could inspire his men to great deeds, not a psyker, he trusted his instincts and was skilled in tactics ,taught to him by his officer father who intented for him a military career rather than priest one. he would control the second faithful militia, the largest group on the continent, he was commanded to take over the entrenched cities of the continent or at least expand ground as fast as possible before the CFA forces managed to establish ground control there, the Eastern front was now divided in two, between Lepidus and Arebus. His was the southern part of the eastern front, the warmest and wettest part, it would be a brutal struggle there before he could win, and setting his mind to the task Lepidus departed from Europa Continent to Haotica continent.
Stefan's second choice for the front was Arebus, now Arebus was a weird one, he was not as skilled in military tactics like his counterpart Lepidus, but what he lacked in tactics, he more than compensated in oratory skill and ability to inspire his men, he came under the notice of Stefan during the first years of fighting, when he inspired hundreds of humans to launch a suicidal charge against one of the most fortified military bases of Europa Continent which refused to surrender for months after the rest of the continent. His zealousness won the day, and he was given military command. His inspiring skills would be needed more than ever in order to take this continent.
He was a psyker, while not known amongst the priesthood at the time, he has noticed a development of his psychic abilities during the Anhur uprising, lacking proper tutoring on the nature of warp and how to use his power, he had to learn himself, while the nature of the warp in this universe was a calm lake, it was still prone to shaping.
The Warp in this universe was weird to say the least, so much different than its original counterpart in the original universe, but also very similar.
For in the hurricane of emotions and war and sorrow in the original universe, warp could be categorized as super nova of turmoil and emotions, to gaze upon it without preparation is to invite madness and possession, it was quite simply put, a certain death for an unprepared mind, if you could compare it to a lake, it was always stormy and if someone attempts to throw a small stone at it, the lake wouldn't notice, for it was already rocked catastrophically by Gods and men using the warp for their own purposes.
But here? Here if you throw a small stone ,it would send ripples across the entire lake, which was still as a glass.
This new Warp, this still lake, took forms of their own now, the arrival of warp sensing humans from another universe changed its nature, and in the stillness of it,the new God was being born, through prayers and acts of faith, a God of Order and Humanity was slowly forming through the common belief of the Imperials in the God Emperor. If one could wait thousands of years, or mere seconds, for time flew differently in the warp. One might see a birth of the Emperor in this new lake..or something akin to it, or Emperor forbid, something as an anathema to everything living.
The priests knew not how this warp reacted to emotions or other acts, but it was different from the original stillness that was felt upon their arrival. The still lake was shaken by them, and now, other races, their beliefs, emotions and acts affected the lake. The rules of the game have changed, but besides the Imperials, nobody knew about the warp, and for now, the game rules were written by the humans and nobody else.
Warp was an endless lake of energy, used freely by the psyker humans, those taught in the original universe were conservatively using the power, they still held stigma to that dreaded place.
But Arebus, he utilized the warp as much as he could, he was forewarned by his Archbishop Stefan to learn discipline in using his new found energy, but in his presence he acted as he was obeying his advices, in private, he taught himself and dwelled in the warp for long periods of time, enjoying the stillness of it.
He learned bit by bit that his acts can shape the lake as much as it suits him. bit by bit, he modeled the lake to suit his needs. And as the months passed on the biggest continent in war, he silently forgo his priestly vows, he bedded many faithful women, promising them healing and comfort in the service of the Emperor…through him.
Siring many bastards he felt beyond the reach of common men, the more he dwelled in Still Warp, the more he felt stronger; much more akin to God, than other men, the power was intoxicating for him.
He learned how to hide himself expertly, in the presence of his brother priests, he was a pious example of a man, clean, ordered, disciplined, saintly almost.
But in his private chambers, surrounded by the most zealous bodyguards loyal to him, he engaged in the pleasures of flesh. The faithful of Anhur, not knowing the imperial faith in its full like their priest leaders, did not know what it truly constituted off. They knew the Emperor was a sole God of them, and were convinced the priests were uncorruptable and represented the most holy God Emperor in all aspects of faith and deeds, and so they dedicated themselves, bodies and souls in furthering the goals of their fate, trusting blindly onto their leaders for guidance.
As the war was escalating thanks to the arrival of Citadel Federation Armies, so has the hubris of Arebus rose equally. The southern part of the eastern front saw progresses as the Lepidus used his militia quite efficiently taking city after city, but the continent was vast, and it would take many years with their current army composition to take it.
The northern part of the eastern front of the continent led by Arebus become stagnated, true, it was here where the majority of the CFA forces were located,as were the finest of militia and other various military groupations. The xenos were supported by the newly arrived Alliance soldiers, whom were coldly welcomed by their xenos compatriots, doubting the reasons for their presence.
The Alliance soldiers have settled in and joined the fray, much to the curses of their human enemies whom they fought against. It was a horrific sight, for the last human wars did not happen for half a century on Earth, their morale was bad, as they were unused to waging war against fellow humans. And there were many cases of desertion near the Lepidus line, the alliance soldiers, their faith in Systems alliance and Xenos Compatrios destroyed, deserted and joined their human brothers, and were welcomed quite warmly by the faithful militia.
The desertions would only increase in time, much to the anger of the xenos coalition, which was quite angry at the alliance soldiers, so much so they considered outright expelling them from the planet, or engaging them in hostilities, as they seemed unegger to wage war against zealous humans.
The Arebus, became more and more preoccupied with himself and his affairs rather than war, giving command to the front to this subordinates, he became petty with passing of time, and was intoxicated by his time spent in the warp and by the praises lavished upon him by his human followers.
As Stefan took longer than expected to subjugate the second continent, he was delayed greatly from joining the final conquest on the Haotica Continent, the communications between the continents became strained thanks to the interference of the seasonal super storms raging on its oceans, scrambling electronic communications, only leaving psyker contact possible, and from that alone, he was told by Arebus that all was well and advancing as planned, he could not check in person ,and he had to trust the word of his commanders.
In the years that passed as the Imperial-Batarian war raged on, the front more or less stabilized to a sickening point where they had to resort to semi trench warfare, city was taken by militia, and then retaken by CFA forces, whom then counter attacked and had driven the CFA back, the cities changed hands often in these times, as no side could gain clear advantage without a true armor support.
The Arebus line was showing weird signs and his soldiers were acting strange, drunkenness and other uncouth behavior became more common, women were freely groped and molested.
The suspected heretics suffered tortures not seen before, and their torturers displayed joy in their acts, each competing with another who could make their own potential heretics confess faster.
The streets were rife with usury and stealing, the rapes were astronomically rising, as the Arebus soldiers acted as common gangs and warlords, installing their own order and law on the liberated and conquered human and xenos populace.
Arebus himself, discarded his priestly robe, and resorted to wearing golden decorated dresses and jewelry, at first he walked amongst the overjoyed humans who near worshiped him, as he radiated intense energy from him, he was beautiful, and getting more beautiful by the day, his times meditating in the warp filled him with impressive energy which he freely absorbed without concern.
Lepidus sent messages via his psyker to Arebus, asking why his front is stagnating, as the various natural fenomena and super storms, as well as the bad situation on the front prevented Lepidus from checking himself. Charismatic as always ,Arebus convinced his fellow Commander that all is well, and is getting better, so much so he offered an invitation to his head quarters in order for them to discuss the battle plan in detail, Arebus said , he had a plan to win the war, and he needed to speak with him personally.
Lepidus was cautious to say the least, various rumors circulated about Arebus, and he promised to visit his co commander in the nearby future, as soon as he Lepidus front is stabilized enough for him to do so.
Arebus agreed, albeit disappointed, he had plans for Lepidus, and they would have to wait until he arrived. And so time passed in the war, Lepidus could not visit anytime soon, the front took all his time, as the CFA constantly deployed more and more forces. And so the two commanders continued with their war as best as they knew how. But Arebus had other things in plan and he began to exact them slowly but surely.
He walked the filthy streets with his hands held high, blessing the common folk who sought to touch the living avatar of their God. He touched them in return, caressing their faces and uttering sweet words, promising joy and happiness, and various pleasures to them. The Gold gleaming off of him was a sight to behold.
With time, the situation became more and more like a dream…or a nightmare, the populace under his domain became more and more decadent, but their love for Arebus increased many a fold. For more than a few, he WAS their God.
The women opened their clothes and offered themselves to him, throwing their naked bodies full of lust before him, asking their living God to do whatever he wanted with them.
He took few of the most beautiful on the spot, blessing them afterwards, much to the joy of the mad crowd, who themselves were overcome by lust. He smiled as he saw the adoration of the crowd.
He was at this time being carried by his loyal followers on a large golden pedestal. And was near naked, his perfect body on display for all, his loyalist guard wore armour that was exposing vital parts of their body, it was more for decoration than for combat.
The populace began doing unspeakable acts, as the influence Arebus had on them was immense, with each day he spent in the Still Warp, he radiated its energies around him, his beliefs became their ,his desires became desires of the people, what he wanted and desired in its most deepest form seeped into the souls and minds of the people and it could be seen, and not just felt.
The streets became cacophonies of lust and decadence, the once chaste populace gave themselves freely to the word of their new lord Arebus, lust took over them, orgies and other such acts occurred daily. Fornication and other ungodly acts with various species happened, for it was now a prize to capture any xeno on the other side and do with them as they saw fit, what they had done, is sacrilegious, and outright heretical.
I fear, writing such deeds done in those dark months would taint the pages of this book, for the acts that happened in the domain of Arebus were something born out of chaos. But how could that be? What madness gripped Arebus, and the answer was not as simple as it seemed, the Still Warp was like clay, to be shaped by its sculptor, the more Arebus sculpted his desires in the warp and gave himself power, the more those said powers changed his very being, he became what he truly desired, but the warp is not clay, clay does not change its artist the way he changed the clay.
Arebus, with each hour and day spent in the Still Warp of this Universe, became more and more less Arebus, and more something else, something he forged from his putrid desires and pitifulness.
Arebus was no doubt gone at that point; he consumed himself with his desires, and instead of Arebus was a primordial being, a warp born, first of its kind, for how can one best describe the invention of the mind becoming the reality, and taking his creator.
If the warp was a raging hurricane in the original universe, in which no action can add more to its Chaos, than this ones Still like a glass warp was being impacted by the acts of Arebus, as if someone would take an asteroid and impact it full force into the still lake, the result is catastrophic.
He was now a being of pure energy, channeling the warp into reality, and the more he persisted here, the more he corrupted those around him, so the Domain of Arebus became his personal fiefdom upon which the most depraved things were considered normal and acceptable.
The Arebus being gazed upon its creation, and saw that it was good.
His very own palace was the center of this depravity, from its vast halls the constant screaming and sounds of pleasure were heard, cannibalism was practiced, as the master cooks sought to outdo one another with their delicacies.
Women lost themselves to the sheer demand of the lust, and the outright smell of sex and desire permeated the hall of eternal orgy, where the deepest, darkest desires were satisfied and expanded upon.
Various peasant girls entered humbly here, leaving as skilled and practiced pleasure seekers, spreading the gospel of flesh.
Children offered by their depraved mothers, and other forced peasant and city women were brought here, and upon them unspeakable acts were performed.
The author began shaking, as if seeing the events first hand, his mechanical eyes showing terror one would not expect to see from iron and silica.
"Forgive me Emperor, but I will not write this, lest I lose my soul in describing such vile acts that go against all you have created."
Author then continues writing, seemingly unaffected by the horrifying visions.
The priests who sought to oppose the Arebus Being were captured, and upon their holy flesh various acts invented by the new masters of pain were inflicted.
Some were thrown as plaything in the cells of the mutating woman who were so gone beyond the lust, their bodies changed and began gaining purplish tone, they drooled at the mouth, for the prospect of flesh abuse and pleasure was the sole single thought on their minds.
Many priests wished death was upon them before the woman creatures were done with them.
It was at that time that the flag of Aquila was replaced, the golden colour was no longer seen on the flags, now the flag bore a symbol of combined male and female gender, on a purple background. The symbol one might know in the original universe as Slaaneshian one.
Lepidus became aware of the situation on the Arebus line, but was unaware about the severity of it. The seeming decadence was apparent as his soldiers were being attacked and captured at their post, describing their attackers as humans wearing purple clothing, wearing sexual symbolism, he would gladly attempt to warn Stefan on what he presumed was a minor heretical incursion into the faithful.
But his sole psyker was dead, they were already rare, and his last one died attempting to connect with Arebus seeking explanation why his troops are attacking friendlies.
The screams of his psyker still echoed in his mind, even as he recalled the psyker screaming and grasping his head as the purplish light burnt his brain from the inside out, exiting through the mouth hand eyes, before simply falling down and dying. He was now isolated from spreading the news to Stefan, suspecting foul play, he ordered dozens of couriers to attempt to reach second continent and warn Stefan personally. The super storm was still raging over the oceans, preventing any attempt at communication.
Lepidus gave orders to his commanders to hold the line and departed with his 40 000 soldiers, intent on arresting Arebus for his heresies. He passed over the Ararat mountains, even as the land storms were raging, he knew time was of the essence, like Hannibal of old times, he crossed the frozen mountains whipped by strong storms.
He lost half his forces in the crossing; their frozen bodies now hold eternal watch in the mountains, for all times.
He passed into the Domain of Arebus easily, seemingly without resistance, crushing few small groups attempting to derail him, he approached Arebattia, the capital city of this domain, once a military headquarters, it has drawn faithful which built houses around it seeking protection from the evils of the galaxy in vain.
Fearing ambush, Lepidus did not enter the city, his men were also tired, but demanded to speak with Arebus, whom responded sending a courier asking him to join Arebus for a feast in his palace, saying this was all a misunderstanding and that he will surrender to Lepidus should he find his beliefs heretical.
Lepidus thought about the invitation, if he attempted to take the city, the enemy would notice the new civil war between the imperial factions and seize the initiative. Left with little options, he ordered his men to build an improvised fort not far from the city, should the need arises, he sent messengers to his military lines, ordering them , should he not send word of his success soon, they should dug in and defend their position, both from friendlies and the xenos foes, with that he gathered provisions and took off to the palace with 1000 men, his Legio Templar Guard.
He passed through the empty streets, the smell of blood, bile and bodily waste raped his senses, as the men also recoiled from the stench.
On the road they found 5 men raping a woman, which was already blood drenched from abuse, they have used their knives to carve entrances into her body for their own depraved pleasure. he ordered them to cease their abominable work and surrender, promising them a swift death should they comply.
They stood up from their deed, naked and equally drenched in various fluids and began charging the fire line of the Legio Templar.
The Templar have done swift work of them, killing them with their lasguns.
He approached the mauled woman, she was still alive, he called for a medic and crouched next to her with his second in command as the Templar watched for any other surprises.
He told her everything is going to be ok, the medicus will heal her.
She gazed upon him, chills ran up to his spine as she attempted to smile, she was gargling on blood and who knows what else, her hands shook as in great shock as she barely managed to get them to grasp her own brests.
Her flesh pulsated, human flesh, the open wounds made by knives and polluted by rape, oozed yellow liquid, as she moaned through great pain.
She locked her eyes with him, making a bloodied smile , lacking teeth and coughing violently. She spoke.
"M-more….i want….more ."
She reached her hand in order to touch him, fearing pollution he swiftly evaded her attempt, and stood up. The horror didn't end there, the woman parted her legs, revealing her organ, nearby Templars grimacing as they saw the nightmare before them. Her private part was unrecognizable, a bloody hole, abused beyond recognition, It abominably pulsated, with each twitch of the flesh, blood and white yellow liquid dripped outside. One Templar removed his helm to puke at the sight before him as his comrades watched in abject horror.
She arched her head backwards and moaned, yelling loudly "Moreee!" in a pitch that pierced not just the ears and flesh, but the soul.
At that moment, around 6 Templars opened full blown lasgun fire at the woman, firing until their barrels glowed hot from overuse, the order of the sergeant to cease fire falling on deaf ears.
The woman was now only a charred pile of ash and flesh, some of which still shook as if in great pleasure or pain.
They carried onwards, the city seemed less silent with each step, and they felt watched from the windows, even if they saw no one, as they neared the city center, they heard loud noises, even from the nearby houses, sounds of pain and pleasure echoed the streets. Templars held their weapons tightly as if holding for their lives as they moved onwards.
They have reached a big opening in the middle of the city, and the sight before them was something born out of the most twisted mind.
Most of the city, thousands upon thousands of people, all were in once place, and copulating with one another, their human captives, and even on various xenos they took captive, whom in their great suffering yelled in their native tongues for a swift release of death.
One Asari was shared with 8 men, who passed her around like a doll, her body used as a sick toy for their perversion, in the rare moments of time her mouth was not violated by a member of her attackers , she howled greatly, spilling out both blood and bodily fluids, her teeth removed with primitive and violent way as her gums were blood red and flesh torn apart, her screams ended shortly as one man killed another in a rush of lust, and promptly violated her mouth again, hitting her on the head with his fist repeatedly even as he shouted in pleasure, the creature soon after went limp, though that didn't stop her attackes from continuing doing what they wanted with the body afterwards.
Even the militaristic turians and krogan were violated, their fates worse than anything described in their folklore and ancient myths of death. They were assaulted by women whose skin was purple ,and whose arms began twisting into claws, the xenos were fought over by the lustful women who in their frenzy tore them apart, and used their appendages for their pleasure.
Several salaraian captives were boiled in large cauldrons while they were alive, even as they attempted to crawl out of them, their skin melting and them red from searing water, they were pushed back into the cauldron by the naked man holding a giant wood, mixing the water and the screaming xenos for consumption.
Some found themselves impaled on giant sticks and roasted, alive and lucid. It was a horrifying sight to behold.
At one spot was a sight not seen often, a quarian, one of the few remaining on this planet, captured, and stripped of her protective gear, it was on the ground, gasping for breath as her body was polluted by many men surrounding her, who pissed and ejaculated at her flesh, their toxic fluids causing visible skin damage to the weakened immune system of the quarian. Their sanity lost, the men then took the quarian which was in a delirious state and began their defiling of her further, each patiently waiting for their turn at the xenos limp form.
So many were the horrors at the City Center, that many books could be written for it, such was the sight of the abomination and depravity that two of the Templar guard took their own lives ,the sight too much, overwhelming their senses, one of their brothers gouging his eyes and speaking in latin as he held them in his hands.
LIBERATE ME, EX INFERIS.
This was the last straw as Lepidus ordered all the assembled people shot and killed, then the templars opened fire upon the naked crowd, who took a moment to see who dared disturb their veneration of their God Arebus.
The lasguns sang and made easy work of the naked humans, but there were just too many of them, from the alleyways, from the windows, doors, from front and behind the Templars, fanatics and degenerates rushed them with knives and clubs, fired at them from windows, and before long the degenerate horde from the city center reached the main line of the Templar army, engaging them in melee.
It stopped being a fight when the first templars were brought down, striped of their armor and violated, with each downed Templar, the survivors closed their ranks and kept firing, many choosing to use their granades and explode with their attackers, lest they suffer the fate worse than death they saw at the center.
One by one ,the templars were Overrun, when only Lepidus , his lieutenant and 20 others remained, holed up in a house and firing at the horde climbing the walls and breaking the doors with a battering ram made of human bones, and held together by warped flesh and foul magics.
The horde rushed and rushed even as they were shot, such was ecstasy of the battle that many templars were raped to the death by their attackers, some converting to the new way of the flesh out of sheer pain. Even as they broke inside the house Lepidus and his men took cover, the crowd never ceased its abominable acts, the bloody and death served as a great hedonistic inspiration which many took gladly and began doing foul things with the remains of the dead, and even, of the living.
Soon enough the last templars were overwhelmed , Lepidus and his Lieutenant last remaining, Lepidus was gripped by the hand and began to be dragged away, he could only look at the horrifying sight as the armor of his lieutenant was stripped away and he himself was violated horribly by the mad crowd who enjoyed his suffering.
"Proximus…dear Emperor, no…" Lepidus spoke as he saw what became of his lieutenant.
Proximus was no more as he was ripped limb from limb by lustful crowd.
Lepidus expected the same to happen to him, but he was dragged by his captors through the crowd and towards the palace, Arebus's personal guard pushing away the crazed crowd eager to take Lepidus. As he was carried he was still peppered with spits and other bodily liquids, much to his disgust.
The journey was swift and he was thrown in a giant hall resembling a throne room. In its center sat Arebus, surrounded by what seemed like concubines, and some other weird monstrosities.
The Arebus being, stood up, wholy naked, with many piercings of gold, his body oiled up, he spreaded his hands as if welcoming Lepidus.
"Welcome brother, it is high time you've seen the light."
Lepidus stood up, defiantly, uttering litanies of curses at the thing in front of him, before being brought low by a spear stab in his leg by one of the guard, he then fell to his knees.
"tsk tsk, now, is that how you react to my kind invitation to my palace and place of coronation." The Arebus being spoke, as if what is happening is rude on Lepidus's part.
"Arebus, you foul being, you have forsaken his light! You will pay for this!" the fire in Lepidus not cooling as he gazed at the naked man in front of him.
"Arebus? Ha ha ha" the man laughed. "He is no more, hasn't been for months now, I am now Arebus." The Arebus being spoke and placed its hand on its chest.
"Then what are you?" Lepidus spoke
"I wouldn't know myself, ha ha ha. But if I had to guess…a God. he wished for himself to become one, poor little Arebus, always unsatisfied with what the church gave him, always yapping how it is not enough. Always wanting for more. I gave him his wish, and it overwhelmed him. he is no more."
"Foul daemon, your existence offends the Emeperor, my brothers will see that you perish."
"Empty threats, Lepidus, Arebus said the same stupid things before I devoured his soul, the warp may be calm, but it is not wholly safe, especially for someone as ambitious as Arebus, and who coincidently lacked proper teachings in how to defend his soul. His will was strong, but ha ha ,how strong can someone be who willingly thought he can become a God by tampering with things greater than himself. Pathetic."
"The Emperors judgment is already upon Arebus, and it will be upon you…monster." With these words Lepidus spat in front of the Arebus Being, who crouched and with his finger gathered the spit of Lepidus and put it in his mouth, causing Lepidus to grimace from the sickening sight before him.
"I doubt that" Arebus spoke.
"Take him to the place, we have our last man for the ritual." Arebus being said and started moving to the door, Lepidus was grabed by the purple guard and dragged.
The walk took time and from the hill he saw tens of thousands of dead people arranged in the form of a symbol of Slaanesh.
Lepidus was dragged to the very center of it,and Arebus being grasped its knife, jamming it into the chest of Lepidus who gargled slightly. Seconds later jamming its hand in his chest and pulling out the heart of a Imperial Priest, whose eyes were wide open as he died.
The Arebus being raised the heart pointing it to the sky the blood pouring down its arm. It began the chant.
"666.666 sacrificial souls! The price for power! Hail Chaos! Let this galaxy drown in ecstasy!"
The sky became purple, and the oceanic storms picked in their intensity, ritual causing shockwaves that any warp sensing being felt, Stefan felt something wrong has happened, even as he saw the skies getting darker, he was disoriented for the minute , as he was helped by his priests.
And on the battlefield the sky turned purple and the Militia Faithful in the fort saw the purple lightning flashing and impacting the ground, they were not left wandering for long as millions of mad humans poured from the city and countryside and towards them, mutilated beyond belief, heralds of Slaanesh.
They opened the fire against them, but against millions of pleasure fanatics and what appeared to be daemonic creatures, they could do little, and they were used as playthings before the end, lucky ones were dead by that point.
Arebus being was rewarded, the daemons invented by its mind were now pouring through, the normal humans mutating and joining the ranks of the new chaotic legions.
He was now God on this world, a leader of mutated beings that once were human, the work of years, undone by the greed of one man, who sought to become divine.
The new legions poured outwards, in all directions, but most of them against the lines of the xenos coalition.
The xenos could see the purplish lightning in front of them, in the distance where the human cities are, they knew not what to think of it, and roused the soldiers from the slumber, the Citadel Federation Army was now standing watch at the approaching purple lightning storm.
The sight before them was straight out of the nightmare.
In front of them were millions of humans, scantily dressed and singing loud music, for the alliance soldiers it sounded like rock and roll, but in this song there was no joy, only sadistic pleasure.
In the crowds slowly approaching the xenos lines, the humans fought over the daemonettes, each seeking to satisfy its pleasure, much to the delight of the daemons that enjoyed the hedonistic frenzy their worshipers found themselves in.
Armies wearing human flesh, the tall purple women with claws for their hands, the numerous daemonic forces assembled, the flags of slaanesh flew freely. They carried giant sticks, and on them were impaled the forward guard of the xenos coalition, still alive they were carried like trophies towards the lines of the alien coalition, their blood slowly flowing down the huge stakes, the skies behind them growing dark purplish and each lightning bolt illuminating the endless hordes of slaaneshian cultists.
It was not an army, it seemed more to look like a caravan of sorts, with gypsies singing and dancing, only their dance to be halted at the sight of the frightened xenos line.
The songs died down and one giant naked man, whom for armour carried dead corpses of numerous asari, shielding his chest, but leaving his private parts unprotected. Stepped forwards and raising his sword smoking in purple hues, ordered the charge.
"FOR THE DARK PRINCE!"
At that command the entire caravan like assembly sprang into action, millions of humans, daemons and other ungodly abominations surged forwards, the loud musics growing in intensity as they were louder than thunder and weapons, the unending horde was driven into a frenzy and they all charged against the assembled xenos who opened fire, even as some of them attempted to flee.
The xenos artillery fired shell after shell in an unending tide of filth and flesh, blasting chunks out of the human hordes climbing over one another to get at their prey. the fast and angry daemonettes closing rank faster than their normal human counterparts instilled a great deal of fear into xenos defenders, seeing the tall, slim and naked woman with claws instead of hands shook them, especially after each bullet seemed to cause them pleasure upon impact instead of pain.
the overeager Krogan mercenary detachment broke the defensive line, seeing glory into engaging the naked humanoids in close came to regret their decision the second they entered the melee range. the daemonettes were not just fast, they were agile, ungodly so, they moved fluidly, the strong but slow krogan wielded their shotguns as clubs and their omni blades as swords, but scant any impacted their target, for the women daemons laughed after each krogan miss, enraging them further, some danced around the xenos who foolishly considered them weak to engage in melee, such was the dance of the daemonettes that it caused few of the xenos further away to stop firing as they could not remove their gaze from the unreal dancers on the battlefield.
One Krogan grabbed the daemonette by the neck and dragged her down to the ground with his weight, he began choking the creature, who at his efforts just smiled and sighed lusty, extending its tongue even as it choked, it enjoyed the agony, the struggle of the two enemies were ended by 4 laughing daemonetes who danced around them for split seconds tauntingly, and then began to rip them both apart, the krogan yelled as they riped his head shell, and used their claws to dig into his flesh further consuming him even as he was still very much alive and struggling, the opportunistic daemons removed his lower armour and proceeded to defile him, much to the enjoyment of the oncoming human cultists.
Closing the ranks after catastrophic casualties, which seemed like drop in an ocean for slaaneshian horde, the abominable army engaged the xenos, they ripped apart those who fought the harder, those who begged for mercy were shown the mercy of slaanesh, being raped to death and ripped apart, not necessarily in that order.
One of the Asari justicars was present on the battlefield, she fought gloriously and took many cultists with her, even managed to take two daemonettes with her biotics, she was a living biotic fury on the battlefield impacting the incoming human hordes with vengance, and soon she remained surrounded as her allies either fled or died. the cultists gesticulating various sexual acts on their bodies and with themselves, she felt the time slow down as she noticed the humans around her fornicating and drooling as they gazed upon her form. the fearless xeno now felt the cold claws of fear creeping back, as few of the largest and most attractive daemonettes began to push the crowd aside as they approached, their 2 meter long figures standing not far away from the tired asari.
She began to gather her biotics once more, but her effort was futile as one fast damonette sped by and riped her hand at the elbow and ran away laughing, she yelled in pain and attempted to use her second hand ,only for it to be ripped at the shoulder by another damonette who sped by and used her mouth tearing the limb from the justicar.
She howled as the overwhelming pain consumed her every nerve, the third daemonette ran to her faster than eye could see, and put her hand on her mouth, her face very close to the justicar she said, her voice a seductive poison.
"shhhh...nnooo screaaaminnng...that comes laterrrr." she cackled, as her eyes grew more and more redish from the prospect of personal toy. she then pushed the xeno down to her knees, and removed her loincloth, revealing a male organ grown to unrealistic size, the Asari stopped yelling then, as it was polluted and brutalized until it died, her jaw broken, her throat punctured by the vile thing crushing her insides, the sweet release of death claiming her, either from blood loss or from the indecency the monstrous forms committed upon her, her death wasnt the last to be accompanied by the laughter of the thirsting daemons.
The line fractured as the xenos were overwhelmed by sheer madness of their unknown foe, the alliance troopers loaded as fast as they could in their vehicles and attempted to speed away,before some of them being caught by fast damonettes which raced after the vehicles ,their hooves increasing their speed tremendously as they reached for the rear vehicles and carved their way inside , mauling and killing in the worst ways its human cargo.
one vehicle sped through the ruined defensive lines even as it was swarmed by deranged humans ,claiming it all for chaos, it was followed by one of the damonetes who seemed quite zealous in its pursuit.
"Jonathan! take the damn gun! shoot that thing!"
he climbed on top of the gun turret sticking outside the vehicle and began firing in the direction of the daemonette running towards them, the creature moving left and right swiftly, its hooves allowing extreme speeds, it smiled viciously as it saw one of its prey coming out.
he kept firing, even when the creature was joined by 3 others, one of the monstrosities jumped on top of the vehicle and pulled him outside, laughing madly, it threw him towards the running daemonetes, whom 2 of them took interest and jumped on top of their new victim, the fourth daemonette still in chase eager for the prize within the vehicle.
the creature on the top of vehicle ,gazed at the open hatch and jumped in. it was welcomed by the look of utter horror on the face of the passengers.
it made the widest smile possible, revealing its sharp shark like teeth, its eyes went from white with single black dot tracking its victims, to pure black, indicating the creature couldnt be more happier to be here.
"Holy shit!" one of the soldiers managed to say and attempted to reach for its gun, his attempt futile as the monster jumped on its victims and began to tear them to shreds. crashing the vehicle on a rock, which was promptly swarmed by more of its kin, slashing the metal doors in order to get to the tender parts inside.
In the invasion of the xenos line, the daemonettes caused most damage, unused to the warp beings, the xenos enacted wrong weaponry and tactics against them, and their huge number allowed the daemonettes to swarm the unready defenders with ease.
Many converted after being had by the daemonettes, which polluted their souls and bodies with their unholy existence.
The xenos coalition began a full blown retreat, the fight turned to a hunt as the daemonettes and the deranged humans caught the stragglers and unleashed their most dark desires upon them, the huge slaaneshi daemons ripped apart tanks and artillery pieces , the mutated monstrosities that once were humans climbed the nearby steep hill which contained the sniper teams and the junior officers, overwhelming their positions very fast before proceeding into the camp.
The wounded xenos and humans in the improvised hospitals fared the worst, they were easy prey for the depraved, and they have suffered greatly before the end.
The line fracture and slaaneshi horde was now pouring, unopposed into the xenos controlled parts of the third continent, in the meantime the other part of the slaaneshi horde reached the line of the entrenched humans whose last order from Lepidus was to dig in and fight for their lives. Nobody was safe on Anhur now, the madness threatened to consume them all.
The thrid continent would now know the horror of Chaos, and soon the galaxy as the streaming devices of the xenos forces reached for the galactic web. This singular event drove the council into outright humanofobia, they would dedicate most of its economy now into military production, for they have gazed into the abyss and the abyss gazed unto them.
Stefan felt sick after feeling the new events, he wasn't sure what occurred, he attempted to use his psyker power and reach Lepidus, but found nothing, taking pause he attempted to reach the mind of Arebus, and he has.
Arebus being was standing on the plain with numerous corpses, the rain was blood and it fell freely as the daemonic portal unleashed hordes of beings the slaaneshian fanatics created with their depravity.
He gazed upon the Arebus creature, which felt the presence of Stefan, it opened its eyes, whom were now only dark orbs.
"Welcome, you wish to see, I can show you."
Stefan attempted to shield himself from the being ,he closed his eyes. The being responded.
"Where we are going, we wont need eyes to see."
At that moment it showed Stefan all that occurred prior to the summoning of the chaotic hordes, Stefan yelled loudly as he couldn't close his eyes to the terror this being began showing him. Stefan yelled in pain"The Emperor proteeeeectsss!"
Using every last strength he had, he disconnected his mind with Arebus, and fell to the ground, eyes leaking blood; he was helped by his men.
They sought to help him, he stood with their help, and realized the sights he was shown made him temporarily blind.
Feeling faint and knowing he will drift into sleep due to stress, he spoke final orders to his men.
"Let the Imperium know…Chaos is here."
"Prepare….for total war…."
Then he went limp in their hands and was sped to the medicus, the officers around him, issuing orders for mobilization of everything possible to stem the tide of war, the Astropaths sent message to the imperials over space and time, the message reaching them at the conclusion of the Human-Batarian war, it was received on Indomitus by the astropath whom was shook at the scant gaze of the horror Anhur suffered, he promptly delivered the message. As both the priesthood and mechanicus realized the war has got more serious than before, and that a new enemy has entered the fray.
The Galaxy will soon know terror if the plague of chaos spreads. It must be stoped at all costs the imperial leaders concluded.
And on Anhur, the daemon in form of Arebus just smiled at the prospect of an entire galaxy to play with.
New stakes were no implemented into the fate of the galaxy, one for its very own, Soul.