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==The Birth of Xenobane==
The Birth of Xenobane

The Immaterium is no stranger to the grim darkness of the forty-first millennium. However, in the twilight century the might of the xenos races have proven to be a formidable obstacle for the dark gods as their worshipers had diminished significantly. The Eldar ever so eluding their extinction, the Orks continuing to expand their territory, the Necrons reviving from their eons of inactivity, the Tyranids invading from all corners of the Milky Way, and the exceptionally technological power house the Tau have all prevented assimilation of planets into the Warp with new daemon worlds. The Forge of Souls especially has suffered from this since Ork and Tau souls are nowhere near as good a human souls, Slaanesh takes all Eldar souls, and Necrons and Tyranids have no souls to harvest. New daemons of the Chaos Gods are joining the Forge to prepare for Abaddon's thirteenth Black Crusade which will be said to tear the galaxy in half. The Forge collectively needed something to fight the xenos infestation.

In a strange unholy union the ancient daemon prince Be'lakor and the legendary Word Bearer Zardu Layak presented offerings to the Forge of Souls The Iron Warriors had successfully a thousand furies that would be ideal in fighting their blight on behalf of the Crimson Apostle's request. These furies possessed the necessary hatred needed: The Imperium's hatred for cults, the Imperium's hatred for xenos, the Slaanesh worshipers' hatred for Eldar alluding their master, the worshipers of Nurgle, Khorne, and Tzeentch's hatred for Slaanesh having all dead Eldar souls, the genestealer hybrids' hatred and betrayal upon being devoured by their false gods, and the collective hatred around the galaxy of how Greenskins are difficult to permanently extinguish.

Warp Lightning howled throughout the Forge, the Dark Mechanicus sealed and fused the monstrosities into the machination, their hatred melded into one another, the assimilated gestalt born from raw emotions formed a new intelligence. This new Soul Grinder, motivated only to slay all xenos life that did not worship Chaos, was given form by the traitorous exiles. The six-legged abomination was let loose upon the unsuspecting mountainous world of With. This world was under control by a Genestealer Cult trying to lure Hive Fleet Kraken onto the surface, but was interrupted by a Tau task force that wants With for its rare minerals.

The xenos clashed with one another, the Genestealers claiming the land and caves for themselves while the Tau had air superiority in their hand. The Shadow in the Warp could be felt, but there was enough instability in the fabric of reality to let the beast be unleashed on both masses. The lone Soul Grinder surprised the cult from the rear, using its mighty left arm claw to crush and bash all vehicles that were hopelessly used against it. Its warp sword, which it dubbed the Shining Impact, blasted the filth with an electrical current from its home dimension that tore their mental constitution and bodies asunder. Within hours even their mighty patriarch fell in hand to hand combat as the daemon unleashed its diabolical hellfire straight from the maw.

Once the Genestealers were purged, the Tau took it upon themselves to send a strike force to root out any survivors. The Soul Grinder emitted unholy smoke from the smoke stacks on its back and its rear, covering the area in a nearly unbreathable cloud. Their radars and scanners could not penetrate the thick immaterial and rust-like cloud. The grinder charged into their battlesuits, all in rapid succession. The Tau tried to react, but the beast's weapons proved too strong and it gained the upper hand in melee. The support vehicles were next, destroyed by warpfire assaults.

Without their battlesuits or support vehicles the Fire Warriors were the final enemies left on the foggy battlefield. Terror slowly crept into their veins, the air choked them with unearthly dread. Shots fired throughout the chaotic hellscape. The grinder quickly cut them down one by one, charging while using the smoke and the rocky terrain for cover. The finale fire warrior was brought down via claw bash. In orbit the Tau leaders had to set their sights on the incoming splinter hive fleet that was called upon by the cult. The battleships engaged in orbit as the furious Soul Grinder proclaimed his accursed victory over Planet With. Through daemonic rituals more soul grinders were summoned to take over the planet's inhabitants, harvesting and collecting their unwilling souls for the mighty Forge. Within mere hours the celestial body, under its purple supersized star, was successfully transformed into an island of the Warp in realspace. The surrounding warpstorm finished off the dueling fleets in planetary orbit, ending the hated xenos infestation.

The legion of the Forge of Souls collected alligned daemons to celebrate this occasion. The musicians sounded their maddening horns, almost like glorious trumpets. The lone soul grinder had earned its ranking of fear and was granted a perfect false name by the Crimson Apostle through a poem:

;''From hell-forged lightning and machinery''
;''With prejudice reigning the ire''
;''It draws the blade that smites infestation''
;''Cleaning the material filth''

'''Xenobane'''