Sup guys? Lighting Wolf here, back with another story, this one about Warhammer. Enjoy the 800-word chapter. I do not own Warhammer, Gameshop does.
To stare into the void was something that Nakht did not tire of, the vastness of space was a comfort for him, something about it all had been harrowing enough, it had been harder and harder and harder.
Something about it all had to be done at the time being, something that needs to be done to think of it all now, an idea that needs to be over for now.
He had been so tired, so relaxed for now when it came to it. An idea that had to be managed, all the way back and forth, an idea for the time being… All of it was harder to deal with.
The Thousand Son warrior had looked off and into the edge of the galaxy, something which had been harder to deal with of the galaxy.
Something about it all had been harder and harder to understand. The Thousand Sons had been harder to deal with to the end.
They had more work; he continued the ritual, and harder to think of it all. He had to act, he had to be ready for it all.
Nakht looked at the few of his brothers who had remained… Something about it all bothered him and it had cut through the bone.
He was too tired at the end of it all, something about it all was too much, it would always be too much. They had torn away so much to think and follow it.
He had problems thinking of it all now, an idea of it all was harder and harder to think of and it would be harder to act, a problem had been too interested in it all.
She knew to the end of the day what was going on now… All of it was going to end now and forever, now and for good reason.
They had a LOT more to try and figure it out, a lot more than he could handle it now at the time being… Something within his mind had been harder to think of.
Their master had found another source of knowledge, one they had not been privy to figuring out now… Something that he had to deal with for now… It was harder now to deal with now for now.
As masters of their homeworld, as servants to the emperor…. They were soldiers, leaders… It bothered him but it should not have done so… Not at all… Nor should it have done.
Nakht looked at the sky. Their home would soon be destroyed… He had understood those who had given the second chance of it all once more.
Still? He had better ideas than to try and think of what was going on… If the rumors were true? The Captain of Thousand Sons was not eager to leave nor take his group with him.
He had a lot more to try and think of what to do… Something like this? It was worth a lot more than it needed to be dealt with.
Nakht sighed as he paused to himself as he cracked his fingers… His followers gathered around the blue-armored soldier.
If the Dark Angels wanted to claim their planet and Magnus as he was? If he did not intend to do something? He was unsure of the path to take.
He would not lead the Thousand Sons… That was Magnus, the work of his father… For him to pass judgment was to deal with it for now. He cracked his fingers and then looked to the side as he thought of his options.
Going to deal with it for now… It had not been dealt with for now… He had a lot more to try and figure it out as he paused to try and figure it out now.
He had a lot more to deal with it for now… Now? He had a lot more to deal with for now.
He had a lot more left to understand, to grasp before he could lead and he could fight.
Still? If none would defend his home for the time being? He planned only for the idea of being unable to relax once more when push had gone all the way to shove now and vice versa.
Author Notes
Phew. The first chapter is done! A few things.
This story will be altered from canon to introduce a few things.
I toyed with the idea of Chaos Space Marines. The Thousand Sons will not be chaotic… Entirely. The next chapter will explain.
This story is going to crossover with Mass Effect or Star Wars. I will decide next chapter.
Next chapter will show Nakht and the others fighting and will be 900-6500 words and be in 2-10 months, Lighting Wolf out!