The Palace of Pleasure
It hadn't taken long before Doom had found sight of the palace once more, and hopefully for good this time. The Palace looked vastly different than before, no longer looking like a castle but instead a fleshy pink compound consisting of tentacles that pointed directly to the sky.
There were more of those Flesh Trees from before, this time they looked more dangerous than before, with scythe like arms as there fleshy roots and discernible lizard like faces. However they didn't attack, even though they had full capacity to. They simply just watched ominously as if they had never seen something like the man in front of them.
Doom merely fumed, reminding them of there place before walking through the last pure black metal gate, this time with the symbol of Slaanesh on the top of it.
He had finally arrived.
Stepping foot into the front of the palace, he expected to be attacked instantly. However nothing came as he stood there.
"Big Mistake." he thought to himself before walking forward.
He individually prepared every weapon in his arsenal. Reloading his two Shotguns, his two rifles, his three heavy weapons, and even his pistol.
There was one however, he would not need to account for. He would be happy if he got to use it.
Finally reaching the end of the Garden and at a set of Ornery walls, bringing his leg up, he finally decided the next outcome.
Kicking with such an immense force, literally threw the doors of it's hinges, making it a deadly projectile as it spun through the palace like a Frisbee. Two Daemonettes who were committing acts of Debauchery immediately were cleaved in half as the doorway hit the wall.
The Rest of the Daemonettes, shocked that the human didn't seem to be effected by the lust inducing aura that the palace emitted. They simply laid there, Unable to move a muscle.
"I have come here to kick ass..." Doom said before pulling out his shotgun, "And kick even more ass." Doom continued as he pumped it, "And I'm all outta ass to kick."
And without further ado, chaos erupted, both literally and physically as he shot a grenade directly into the face of a Daemonette who was struggling to stand up. She blowed up in a mist of red haze and flesh.
A few Daemonettes recovered before rushing forward, attempting to desperately kill the person who dared to breach their sanctum.
Taking out his heavy assault rifle, he mowed them down continually as they were shot up to shit. Chunks of there bodies were immediately missing as they lost there momentum, falling to the ground dead, some with pleasure from the pain still plastered to their faces.
Walking forward, he reached another hallway fleshy pink hallway before making a left into another room. This time the Daemonettes seemed prepared as they sprung at him, however they did not predict he would be ready as well as they came face to face with a chainsaw.
Doom immediately swung in a wide arc, decapitating a few of them and disemboweling the rest of them. The lucky ones that survived seemed to loss in pleasure as they attempted to stand up with there guts hanging out before moaning and falling back to the ground.
"Disgusting." Doomslayer thought before going through another hallway.
Throne Room
The Throne Room was currently too self absorbed in the whims of pleasure to be concerned of any situation inside the palace. Slaanesh sat atop his throne as his eyes were closed with the amount of Carnal energy in the room, that and also the amount of Souls that churned in his stomach. Each at his mercy as they were slowly consumed by the dark prince of pleasure and hedonism.
"Oh Dark Prince, you have outdone yourself this time." A Daemonette said as she laid next to his throne whilst lying with another one of her sisters.
Slaanesh merely closed his eyes in a smile as he changed his form at will, He reveled in flattery. Taking the appearance of a Beauty unparalleled to a hideous form and then back again.
Such things he enjoyed to do in his palace. Such things he had always done.
That was until he heard a knock on the door that the sounds of pleasure stopped. Slaanesh opened his eyes slowly before an annoyed look grew on his face.
The banging grew louder before the door burst open, Revealing a Green armored Human as he dropped the limp form of a Daemonette who face had been caved in from the amount of times she was bashed against the door.
"Impossible." Slaanesh said to himself as the rest of the Daemonettes looked stunned at the blood covered Human, He passed all six circles of Seduction. A feet no mortal or even immortal ever accomplished.
The Human looked inside as he inspected the shocked crowd before looking directly into the eyes of Perfection itself. A Daemonette hissed as she bared her claws at the intruder only for Slaanesh to slap her back down. She whimpered before assuming a submissive stance.
"I'm impressed mortal." Slaanesh said as he stepped from his throne, something which he hadn't done since the ending of the Horus heresy. The Daemonettes shy'd away from his perfect form as he changed from that of a male to a female.
Slaanesh was already confident in her ability.
"No Mortal has ever passed the Six circles of Seduction, less even reached my palace. Who are you?"
Doomslayer
"Okay that is fucking disturbing" Doom thought as he looked at the approaching form of apparently Slaanesh.
Doom paused for a second before answering, "You Slaanesh?"
The Princess of Perfection paused before laughing, "Oho, I have not had a good laugh such as that. You truly are clueless."
"Answer the simple fucking Question." Doom said as he began to lose his patience.
Slaanesh was taken aback a bit, for a second she was tempted to kill him and be done with him because of his arrogance. But she simply smiled again.
"The Dark Princess or Prince of pleasure at your service. Now I believe I have the right to know yours."
Doom felt like laughing, she clearly had no idea what he was planning. "The Doomslayer."
Slaanesh paused for a second before speaking again as she walked closer.
"Doomslayer... Such a powerful title, Is that why you've come here? For power?" Slaanesh said as she circled around him, "I can easily grant that. You passed my six circles quite well I may add."
He'll pretend to play at her game then, "Really? What sort of power are we talking about here."
Slaanesh smiled as a few Daemonettes also giggled, thinking they had curried the Humans interests.
"What Power? Do you realize you speak to a God of Chaos?" Slaanesh said as if correcting a child before carrying on. "Regardless, for you I can open an entirely new enticing world, one filled with pleasures and sensations you can't even comprehend until now."
"Huh, So If join your side, then I get the feeling of getting the best head in the world. But amplified by ten times constantly?" Doom asked, Slaanesh looked a bit confused but her face straightened out.
"That is the idea yes." Slaanesh said before standing in front of Doom, placing both arms on his shoulder. "Now what will your answer be? Champion?" the Chaos god asked.
Doom slowly raised his hands up as he placed them gently on her shoulder, A grin slowly crept up Slaanesh's face as he had the Doomslayer right where she wanted him...
Except that the charade was now up.
"Nah."
"Wha-" was all Slaanesh said before Doom sprung into action.
Like Lightning both of Dooms hands within an instant enclosed around Slaanesh's throat. The prince of pleasure barely had any time to react before Dooms hands tightened, her form now changing constantly from the surprise.
The Various Daemonettes immediately screeched out in pain and surprise as their connection to the warp faded rapidly, their Prince was in imminent danger.
"Y-You, DARE!?" Slaanesh yelled before gasping out again as Doom easily hoisted the Prince from the ground, it was then Slaanesh saw Doom's true form. An incorruptible soul filled with limitless hate for all that is Demon.
"Yea, Getting head is cool, but I'd rather have your head." Doom said, "No pun intended."
Slaanesh's eyes widened as she felt Dooms fingers slowly grasp harder, She then realized what he was going to do. "WAIT, NO! YOU CANNOT-!" She didn't have time to finish that Sentence before a loud pop was heard.
A splatter of Purple glowing blood quickly covered Dooms helmet before he gently wiped it away. Slaanesh's body fell backwards, as a pool of purple blood formed where her head used to be.
The Daemonettes looked up with the last of their strength, to see the Doomslayer hoist up his new trophy.
The Head of Slaanesh, in all of it's perverse Glory.
For the first time in infinity. A mortal had killed a god.
The Daemonettes screamed with horror before warping to a different plane of the warp in fear cowering before the sight and yelling one phrase.
"The Doomslayer! The Doomslayer!"
And with that, the Doomslayer was now alone to his own devices now that the entire throne room was empty. "Well, that was fun." Doom said before checking out his new trophy, Apparently Slaanesh still looked perfect even as a head as her eyes and mouth were still open as if it was stuck at the last moment of her death.
"Guess I'll be keeping this." Doom said before looking around for anything to hold it, he found a small sack that was suspiciously white spotted in some parts. "God, fucking disgusting." Doom said before placing the head inside of it and strapping the sack to his hip.
Doom was about to pat both of his hands together to signify a good job before he heard a rumbling.
Looking behind him, he spied the headless body of Slaanesh as it convulsed as if it was having a seizure. He was just about to approach it until it happened.
A giant jet of Bright blue souls came bursting out of her stomach, wildly flying around the place like an angry beehive. Doom dived away, heroically taking cover behind Slaanesh's throne as he watched awestruck at the sheer amount of them.
Many faces that he was able to spy smiled at him as if they were giving him their thanks before the entire mass of energy burst straight through the roof of the the throne room as if it was a geyser of water.
"Holy shit." was all doom said as the stream of souls just kept pouring out, not even hell had this many lost souls.
The Warp
Kaldor Draigo was confused, just seconds ago it seemed that he would be in for another hard fight against a bunch of Greater Daemons of Slaanesh. However as soon as the fight was about to proceed, they listened around as if they heard something before screeching and running away.
Kaldor looked around before hearing a large explosion and the sound of a structure being destroyed.
Turning around, he saw something he would never thought he would see in his long life. A stream of souls poured out of the palace like a raging rapid as it flew around the warp before flying upwards.
Kaldor looked on in surprise before he felt the ground shake as the Realm of Slaanesh slowly began to die, Daemons and the fleshy pink growth began to burn away until it was nothing.
He looked back at the palace, where the stream of souls was still pouring out before dropping his sword to the ground and kneeling.
For the first time, Kaldor laughed in happiness.
"By the Emperor! He did it! The Doom... He did it!" Kaldor yelled before laughing heartily again.
Terra
The Adeptus Custodes silently stood watch over the throne, unknown to the events that transpired. All but one person.
The broken body of the Emperor stood still, before there was a flash of movement. The Custodes immediately sprung into action, it was not one of them that moved for sure. However turning around, the Custodes backed away in shock.
What was though to be impossible happened.
A grin was on the face of there beloved Emperor.
Biel-Tan
Farseer Macha gasped in surprise as she awoke from her slumber, her Spirit Stone was restless as it glowed a bright blue.
Immediately another Eldar burst in, His Spirit Stone growed blue as well.
"Farseer! The eye of Terror!" Macha immediately sprung forward, quickly grabbing her cloak as she ran down the hallways. The rest of the Eldar gathered outside there rooms, fearing the worst as they watched the soul stones on their chest glow.
She burst through a set of wraith bone doors before staring at the stars, the unnatural purple speck was now glowing brighter than any other night. This was not good.
She was about to issue an order until something happened. The eye of terror began to glow even brighter before a indescribable noise was heard, even though they had to be millions of light years away.
The Purple began to turn blue.
Macha was confused before the blue began to glow brighter and brighter before shooting out. "DOWN!" She yelled before a giant beam of blue light shot just above Biel-Tan, narrowly missing the giant Solar-rails that propelled it forward.
Looking up, she was enamored as various Eldar faces smiled within the blue stream of souls, as they flew from the starry sky and onward. The stream didn't stop, but it kept on going.
A voice spoke behind Macha as she stared up, paying it no heed. "By Isha, Could it possibly mean that-"
Macha turned around, a smile of complete happiness plastered on her face.
"Their Free... All of them."
Bluddflags Voidship
"Ohz Bluddflag, ya got the best hat here." The giant Ork Kaptain said as he played around with a miniature metal scrap figures, "Yez, course I goz da best hat around here ya weakun." The Kaptain said before mashing the two action figures together. "Now take dis ya git and never-"
"Uh'z Kaptain?" Spookums said, Bluddflag whooped in surprise, hastily putting back the tiny action figures into a drawer.
"KNOCK NEXT TIME YA GIT OTHERWISE I'LL BASH YA SKULL IN!" Bluddflag roared as Spookums retreated back in fear.
"Soz Sir, but... Well we'z got a bit of a situation with da Weird Bo-"
Spookums was pushed out of the way by a Nob known as Brikkfist. "Da Weird Boyz are sayin Mork and Gork gotz somethin' real importin' to say to yaz."
Bluddflag looked between the two, before standing up. "Well don't just stand der ya gitz, bring 'em in."
Spookums and Brikkfist stood aside before a Weirdboy trudge inside, holding his head in agony as he struggled to say the words.
"Oooooooh! Mork and Gork boss, deyz sayin their gonna be some git that's gonna be realllllll 'portant we needz ta help." The weirdboy said before groaning in pain as his headache worsened.
Bluddflag though for a moment before speaking again. "Roight then, who'z dis Ork dat we gotta 'elp?" Bluddflag asked only for the Weirdboy to screech again.
"He ain't a Ork Boss! HE'S A GREEN 'UMMIE!" Bluddflag's eyes widened in surprise before the Wierdboys head exploded, sending green brain matter everywhere.
"'EADBANG'" Spookums yelled before diving for cover. Bluddflag snarled in anger.
"No ya git! If dat was a 'eadbang den we'd all be dead." Bluddflag said before looking at the Weirdboys corpse. "But wut wuz dis green 'Umie he was talkin about? 'En Why da Zog would Gork n' Mork wanna 'elp him?" Bluddflag asked to which Brikkfist merely shrugged as Spookums picked himself up.
As soon as Bluddflag finished, the ship immediately shook. Brikkfist tumbled to the side as he landed directly on top of Spookums, knocking the both of them down. Bluddflag held onto some scrap metal before reaching the intercom.
"Nailbrain! Wat da Zog is goin on down der!?" Bluddflag yelled before the ship shook again.
"Dunno Boss! But ya might wanna see this!" Looking out the poorly made glass that had been simply welded onto the ship, Bluddflag was stunned as blue soul like energy passed the ship before it carried onward into the darkness of space.
Bluddflag only had one thing to say.
"Wat da Zog is goin on!"
Palace of Slaanesh
The place slowly began to crumble with the sheer amount of souls that left the place. Fleshy pink bricks fell from the ceiling as they collapsed on the floor.
"Shit, Shit, Shit!" Doom yelled as he dodged and weaved, running through hallways and doorways alike.
He almost felt Ironic seeing as this situation was reminiscent of when he was tricked into going into the bloodkeep after a millennia of killing Demons. Collapsing the place around him before entombing him into hypersleep.
Breaking through a black metal door, he entered another room before spying the back entrance at the end of the palace.
He began sprinting as fast as he could, just meters before reaching freedom, a giant chunk of the flesh roof fell off. Blocking the entrance off.
Doom looked around, trying to see any other way out. He attempted to punch through the chunk of flesh but there was so much that there would be no way he would reach the outside in time.
"Well fuck." Doom said before the rest of the place collapsed on top of him.
However something opened below him before he fell through, surprising him to say the least as blue energy engulfed his visor.
The Warpways
"Well? When will the Mon-Keigh awake Cegorach?"
"Within Due time, you should learn patience dear Khaine."
"Patience? PATIENCE!? You speak to me of Patience whilst my people, our people, still die out there!?"
Doom blinked as he adjusted to the surroundings, the place he seemed to be in was Ethereal in nature. He struggled to stand up, only to realize in actuality he was floating.
"Okay what the fuck?" Doom said as he tried to steady himself, turning around he saw two figures, one of them seemed to be a warrior of sorts and was wreathed in fire, sporting an godly looking skeletal face, his hands also seemed to be dripping with blood. The other looked more mischevious in nature, wearing what appeared to be a sadistically grinning mask. Both of them were inspecting the doomslayer as if he was an object.
"So... You were the Mon-keigh that killed Slaanesh." The one wreathed in fire said.
The Slayer raised an eye. "You just call me a fucking Monkey?" Within an instant Khaines face exploded with fire.
"What!? You dare talk back to-" However the clown looking figure put a hand on his chest.
"Khaine." Was all he said, which seemed to calm the War god down. "Apologies Human. You might be confused about your current surroundings, but we had to pull you from the Chaos Realms and into a warpway. Not a small feet mind you."
Doom pondered for a moment, "Well thanks, Now who the fuck are you two?"
"The Insolence..." Khaine said to himself. Cegorach merely shook his head.
"Oh hush down Khaine, the Human is from a different reality entirely. I'm would be surprised myself if he did know who we were." The Laughing god said. "I am known as the Laughing God Cegorach, and this is-"
"I am Khaela Mensha Khaine, The Bloody handed, The god of war and-"
"Yea can I just call you Kane?" Doom asked. There was a split pause before Khaine literally exploded as fire erupted all around.
"THIS IS OUR SALVATION!? A INSOLENT MON-KEIGH WITH THE GALL TO-"
Doom however rised up to the challenge as he began to grow pissed. "Alright, listen here asshole. I couldn't give a SHIT! IF YOU GOT SOMETHING TO SAY! THEN SAY IT TO MY GOD DAMN FACE!"
Khaine roared before drawing his flaming sword from his waist, Doom drawing out his very own chainsaw as he revved it up. They were about to fight until they heard a booming noise.
"ENOUGH!" Before the both of them knew it, the entire warpway shifted and turned as they were both shook around. "Khaine! Control yourself!" Cegorach said before pointing at doom.
"And you! Stop provoking him!"
"But he started it!" Doom said.
"I don't care who started it!" Cegorach yelled before calming down a bit. Taking a deep breath in, even though the Khaine was giving the both of them hated looks, Cegorach spoke again.
"First things first." Cegorach said, "What is your name Human."
The Doomslayer paused for a second before speaking. "Doom, call me Doom." Khaine merely snorted but Doom ignored him.
Cegorach seemed satisfied now that the hostility died down. "Very well, Doom you shall be. However I need to ask, Who are you really?" The laughing god asked.
"What do you mean?" The Doomslayer asked.
Cegorach chuckled a bit, "Do not pretend. You managed to kill a god, a chaos god of immense power to be precise. Something that no one could ever hope to accomplish. No Human, Tau, Not even the Corpse Emperors puppets could ever hope to achieve, and dare I say... Eldar." Cegorach said.
"I just don't like Demons a lot." was Doom's response.
Cegorach giggled before laughing, "Aha! I can imagine. But with immense power like that-"
Khaine spoke up, "Just tell him the proposition." he said in an angry tone before going back to skulking.
Cegorach frowned before speaking again, "Very well. Doom, as it has come to our attention, with the death of Slaanesh and the freedom of Trillions upon Trillions of Eldar souls. It would only make sense that we request your aid."
Doom's gaze narrowed. "Aid? Why the hell would I want to help you?" Doom asked to which Cegorach just shrugged.
"You see, both me and Khaine are Eldar gods. However what do you think is missing?" Doom looked around before giving his answer.
"Well, If something real damn important just happened. Where the hell is the rest of your Pals?" Doom guessed. Cegorach smiled grimly.
"Smart Human. Me and Khaine are the last two remaining Gods. But that will change very soon." Cegorach continued, "You see, one of our kin, Isha. Has been captive to Nurgle, The Plague lord for a very long time." Cegorach said glumly.
"So that's why we have a deal to make. Save her." Cegorach said, with a tinge of Desperation in his mocking voice.
Doom thought for a moment before giving his answer. "Okay sure, when do I begin?" Cegorach's mask hid it, but the Eldar god was a bit surprised to say the least. Even Khaine seemed to raise an eye.
"You are serious?" Cegorach asked.
"Uh last time I checked yeah. I mean, Kaldor told me that Nurgle is some nasty ass Chaos God just like that asshole Slaanesh, then I'm down with screwing him over the best way I can." Doom continued, "And besides, I'm a Night Sentinel. I am bound to protect the life of the innocent." Doom said.
Cegorach was stunned before his mask visibly smiled. "I cannot tell you how delighted I am." The laughing god said.
Khaine merely grumbled as he turned around with both arms crossed, saying something along the lines of "how he could do it too".
"Alright, so uh how does this work... Do you just drop me back into the palace or-?" Doom said as he looked around the place.
That was when Cegorach frowned, "I was afraid you would ask that. You see, in order to save you from the collapsing palace, I needed to place you within the Webway..."
"So? Get me out of the Webway then." Doom said.
"I'm afraid it is not that simple, for you see. That would mean you would need to exit the closest Webway gate."
"And...?"
Cegorach was tempted to face palm. "That you would have to be sent to Biel-Tan."
"Which means?"
Cegorach sighed before speaking. "Meaning that you would be met with latent hostility less you can discuss or negotiate with our people. And even then, you being a Human they would still severely distrust you."
"Oh." Doom simply said, he remembered Kaldor talking about the Eldar, and how the last time he was in the physical world, the Humans were largely Xenophobic as well as the Eldars being arrogant assholes like Khaine. "Well if theirs no other way then I don't see why I can't take a shot at it."
Cegorach smiled again. "Your courage is admirable Doom albeit a bit foolish." however the Gods face twisted as if he just remembered something, "Oh, I almost forgot, here." Cegorach said before handing him what appeared to be a security chip.
Doom took it, only to happily realize it was Vega's chip. "This fell off of you so I retrieved it, it looked to be of dire importance." Cegorach said Doom nodded before placing it into his pocket.
"Don't worry buddy, we'll find an A.I core to put you in someday." Doom thought.
"Alright, now then. To business." Cegorach said before laughing, "Good luck Doom!" The Doom marine gave a salute before he slowly disappeared.
Cegorach hummed happily before turning to Khaine, "And that is how you-" Only to realize the god of war was gone.
"Khaine? Where are-" That was when he noticed it, a sigil on the ground where Doom had been standing moments ago. "Oh no..." Cegorach said.
He knew Khaine was stubborn, but he couldn't have possibly predicted that he would actually do it.
"Khaine! What have you done!?"
Biel-Tan
"Did you see the starry sky Arileth? It was amazing. But could it possibly be true?" A squad of Howling Banshee's along with a few Volunteer Guardians that guarded the Webway entrance to Biel-Tan as various weaponry and equipment streamed into Biel-Tan.
Arileth, the Howling Banshee merely shrugged. "That the majority of our kin is free? I hope so. But that could only mean one thing." Arileth said as she took of her helmet, revealing her lightly freckled face and silken brown hair.
"Someone must have to have entered the palace of she who thirsts..." Arileth said, the rest of her battle Sisters were silent at that implication.
"And what of our Farseer Macha?" A dire Avenger asked. Arileth was unsure how answer that question. "She'll pass judgement sooner or later, I just hope that-"
However there was yells of commotion before a large sounding crash was heard. Arileth immediately slid her helmet back on. "What in the name of Isha was that?" One of the Banshee's asked.
"I'm not sure, Lets check it out." She motioned for the rest to follow her as they inspected what was going on. A few Mariners were running from the scene as another sound of crashing boxes was heard.
Arileth immediately rounded the corner of the Webway gate, only to see a Green armored figure with a noticeable red sack tied to his hip who was now struggling to get off the ground.
Arileth looked above and already the implication was startling, the figure somehow arrived through the webway seeing as he looked as if he had fallen just now.
"Halt!" Arileth yelled as the figure stood up, "Who are you?" Arileth demanded as her sisters got in a battle like stance alongside with the Guardians who caught up with them.
The figure stood up before looking around, finally laying eyes on the two squadrons. "Uh... Well this is kinda awkward." The man said, now identified as a he. He slowly took off his helmet, "Lower your weapons. I'm not a threat he-"
"Mon-keigh!" One of the Guardians yelled before discharging his shuriken Catapult. The plasti-crystal shurikens the gun loaded was shot at an impossible velocity, going faster then the normal eye can see.
However compared to the Praetor armor, which allowed Unmolested travel between Hell and the real world and then back to hell again as well as being made from an impenetrable material. A 100 Tiny shurikens didn't do much as they crinkled to the ground harmlessly.
Doom was about to laugh, until he felt his body tense up.
"Wait what is-" He all of the sudden felt really damn pissed, more damn pissed than ever. Like as if he was back in the days of his killing sprees in hell.
"Hmm... This body will have to do. I am impressed by the History it has gone through... Mon-Keigh." A voice in his head said, he recognized it instantly.
"Oh shit-" was all Doom said before his body lunged forward.
No longer under his control.