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	"I shall reveal this to her. There is no reason to hold it back."		"I shall reveal this to her. There is no reason to hold it back."
	And he started talking, while Khorne dropped me in an unceremonious heap. "It was very, very long ago. We, Khorne and I, were still quite young ourselves. We were busy with whatever we were at the time, nothing truly epic in scope as we are now. Then we were merely godlings, content with minor pranks, with bullying others. A more...Innocent time, if such a term could ever be applied to us at all." I stood up, dusting myself off. It was tempting to shoot Khorne the bird, but I was, for once, more interested in something than just getting dismembered in various sexy ways. "Then he was there. We do not know how it happened, we were not paying attention. He simply...Was there. He existed. A being of our power, our intellect, came into being." He smiled. Normally, that was very, very, VERY bad. But somehow, his smile conveyed a melancholy, rather than his normal 'Just As Planned' bullshit.		And he started talking, while Khorne dropped me in an unceremonious heap. "It was very, very long ago. We, Khorne and I, were still quite young ourselves. We were busy with whatever we were at the time, nothing truly epic in scope as we are now. Then we were merely godlings, content with minor pranks, with bullying others. A more...Innocent time, if such a term could ever be applied to us at all." I stood up, dusting myself off. It was tempting to shoot Khorne the bird, but I was, for once, more interested in something than just getting dismembered in various sexy ways. "Then he was there. We do not know how it happened, we were not paying attention. He simply...Was there. He existed. A being of our power, our intellect, came into being." He smiled. Normally, that was very, very, VERY bad. But somehow, his smile conveyed a melancholy, rather than his normal '[[Just As Planned]]' bullshit.

	"His name was of no consequence, and I, for one, do not remember it, nor do I care to attempt to recall it. He informed us of his plans for humanity. His grand scheme to elevate it to new heights, never before even imagined by I myself! He held my interest, as he must have held Khorne's own. We spoke at great length for a while..."		"His name was of no consequence, and I, for one, do not remember it, nor do I care to attempt to recall it. He informed us of his plans for humanity. His grand scheme to elevate it to new heights, never before even imagined by I myself! He held my interest, as he must have held Khorne's own. We spoke at great length for a while..."

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	Ya know, I always thought that it was just because I was new. That I was just the odd one out, that they'd warm up to me. But no matter how long I waited, they just seemed...To tolerate me. I wish I could say that I didn't care, because caring about something about this, especially ME caring about this, is just...Stupid.		Ya know, I always thought that it was just because I was new. That I was just the odd one out, that they'd warm up to me. But no matter how long I waited, they just seemed...To tolerate me. I wish I could say that I didn't care, because caring about something about this, especially ME caring about this, is just...Stupid.

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76.202.190.96 at 22:23, 11 October 2010

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	"What are you going on about, girl?" Tzeentch was suspicious. Figured he'd be the first one to guess, even if I didn't screw it up so much.		"What are you going on about, girl?" Tzeentch was suspicious. Figured he'd be the first one to guess, even if I didn't screw it up so much.

	"Well...Ya know...~~[[Emperor\|~~Him]]. ~~[[Emperor\|~~That guy]]. The one you talk about sometimes. In your sleep."		"Well...Ya know...Him. That guy. The one you talk about sometimes. In your sleep."

	"...I do not sleep. My machinations are truly never finished, and rest I do not need. ...And if I did, why in the name of me would you be standing there, listening in?" Khorne snickered at that. Nurgle glared at me. Aw shit, now HE knew. I sighed. The squats were out of the cave now, might as well get on with it.		"...I do not sleep. My machinations are truly never finished, and rest I do not need. ...And if I did, why in the name of me would you be standing there, listening in?" Khorne snickered at that. Nurgle glared at me. Aw shit, now HE knew. I sighed. The squats were out of the cave now, might as well get on with it.

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	"I kinda...Maybe sorta...A little...Overheard you and Nurgle the other cycle. I was wondering about that, cuz...Well, I don't know about it!" They looked at each other. All three of them. Studying each other, as if some unspoken query of permission went between them. That was...Okay, that was astonishing. For once, a mote of respect went through there, as if they were worried about bringing this up without asking first. Finally, when they looked back to me, I wasn't sure I wanted to know anymore.		"I kinda...Maybe sorta...A little...Overheard you and Nurgle the other cycle. I was wondering about that, cuz...Well, I don't know about it!" They looked at each other. All three of them. Studying each other, as if some unspoken query of permission went between them. That was...Okay, that was astonishing. For once, a mote of respect went through there, as if they were worried about bringing this up without asking first. Finally, when they looked back to me, I wasn't sure I wanted to know anymore.

	"Should we tell [[-4 ~~str~~\|her?]]" Nurgle spoke first, which was kinda surprising, considering he ignored me.		"Should we tell [[-4 Str\|her?]]" Nurgle spoke first, which was kinda surprising, considering he ignored me.

	"I DON'T THINK THAT'S A GOOD IDEA!" Ugh-dammit, Khorne, inside voice! After our ears-or-whatever-equivalent stopped ringing, they all looked at each other again, and finally Tzeentch sighed. I was REALLY uncomfortable at this point. What was making them so reluctant? What kind of horrible secret WAS this? ...How many heads would explode just from this secret coming to light? Okay, I wanted to know again. Thinking about Eldar just going kaboom made this all worth it. But more than that, I wanted this crusade to SUCCEED, this time.		"I DON'T THINK THAT'S A GOOD IDEA!" Ugh-dammit, Khorne, inside voice! After our ears-or-whatever-equivalent stopped ringing, they all looked at each other again, and finally Tzeentch sighed. I was REALLY uncomfortable at this point. What was making them so reluctant? What kind of horrible secret WAS this? ...How many heads would explode just from this secret coming to light? Okay, I wanted to know again. Thinking about Eldar just going kaboom made this all worth it. But more than that, I wanted this crusade to SUCCEED, this time.
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	"Look, guys. I know we don't always...Okay, never see eye to eye. But for once, I think this might our chance to get together and UNDERSTAND each other. To figure out why-" I didn't get anymore out before I had Khorne's giant fist around my neck, squeezing.		"Look, guys. I know we don't always...Okay, never see eye to eye. But for once, I think this might our chance to get together and UNDERSTAND each other. To figure out why-" I didn't get anymore out before I had Khorne's giant fist around my neck, squeezing.

	"HOW DARE YOU SPEAK OF UNDERSTANDING, [[SLAANESH]]-[[daemonette\|WHORE]]! YOU ARE A WHELP, NOTHING MORE, AND YOU WILL NEVER DESERVE TO KNOW!" Then, once more, I was surprised when Tzeentch said what he did.		"HOW DARE YOU SPEAK OF UNDERSTANDING, [[Slaanesh\|SLAANESH]]-[[daemonette\|WHORE]]! YOU ARE A WHELP, NOTHING MORE, AND YOU WILL NEVER DESERVE TO KNOW!" Then, once more, I was surprised when Tzeentch said what he did.

	"I shall reveal this to her. There is no reason to hold it back."		"I shall reveal this to her. There is no reason to hold it back."

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	So, after...what, 10 milennia? I don't keep track, why bother? That's more [[Tzeentch\|Tzeentch's]] thing, always keeping track of everything. He always saw me as just another thing to watch in amusement, I guess. So, after 10 millenia, I overhear something. I'm just walking around in boredom, this whole...[[Chaos]] Undivided thing. They hate it, but they come anyway. I never GOT that. So, I'm walking around, and there's [[Nurgle]] and Tzeentch there in the same room. THAT alone is amazing. They were also arguing, which isn't so amazing. I was just going to keep walking when I overheard something that caught my ear.		So, after...what, 10 milennia? I don't keep track, why bother? That's more [[Tzeentch\|Tzeentch's]] thing, always keeping track of everything. He always saw me as just another thing to watch in amusement, I guess. So, after 10 millenia, I overhear something. I'm just walking around in boredom, this whole...[[Chaos]] Undivided thing. They hate it, but they come anyway. I never GOT that. So, I'm walking around, and there's [[Nurgle]] and Tzeentch there in the same room. THAT alone is amazing. They were also arguing, which isn't so amazing. I was just going to keep walking when I overheard something that caught my ear.
	Oh, I forgot, It was in a sort of war room for us [[Chaos Gods]], some dig we made so we could actually 'co-operate'. Yea, right. I stood by the door frame, out of sight. I figured my ears were enough, I didn't want to piss them off any more than usual, not with the 13th Black Crusade hanging in the balance. ...Poor [[Abaddon]].		Oh, I forgot, It was in a sort of war room for us [[chaos\|Chaos Gods]], some dig we made so we could actually 'co-operate'. Yea, right. I stood by the door frame, out of sight. I figured my ears were enough, I didn't want to piss them off any more than usual, not with the 13th Black Crusade hanging in the balance. ...Poor [[Abaddon]].

	"Fuck you, Tzeentch." That was pretty unusual for Nurgle itself. He was always being so nice to everything (in his own special way), I never even thought he was capable of being angry. "If he were here right now, he would agree with me too!"		"Fuck you, Tzeentch." That was pretty unusual for Nurgle itself. He was always being so nice to everything (in his own special way), I never even thought he was capable of being angry. "If he were here right now, he would agree with me too!"

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	I remember when I was first born. I thought that I'd have a hard time of it, that the others would try to just beat me down, grind me into the dirt, and have that much less competition. But for the first few millenia, they didn't even acknowledge my existence. And after that? Well...Only [[Khorne]] really gave a fuck. I never really got why he hated me so much out of all of them. I mean, I liked death, he liked death, I just liked things dying in more creative ways. We should get along GREAT. Well, anyway. After the initial shock wore off, after I relaxed, I noticed that the other three, their competition, their infighting...No, our infighting, I guess I did it too (not that I really care so much about that)...It was more PERSONAL than just some kind of war of ideals. That's when I started to wonder.		I remember when I was first born. I thought that I'd have a hard time of it, that the others would try to just beat me down, grind me into the dirt, and have that much less competition. But for the first few millenia, they didn't even acknowledge my existence. And after that? Well...Only [[Khorne]] really gave a fuck. I never really got why he hated me so much out of all of them. I mean, I liked death, he liked death, I just liked things dying in more creative ways. We should get along GREAT. Well, anyway. After the initial shock wore off, after I relaxed, I noticed that the other three, their competition, their infighting...No, our infighting, I guess I did it too (not that I really care so much about that)...It was more PERSONAL than just some kind of war of ideals. That's when I started to wonder.

	So, after...what, 10 milennia? I don't keep track, why bother? That's more [[~~Tzeetch~~\|Tzeentch's]] thing, always keeping track of everything. He always saw me as just another thing to watch in amusement, I guess. So, after 10 millenia, I overhear something. I'm just walking around in boredom, this whole...[[Chaos]] Undivided thing. They hate it, but they come anyway. I never GOT that. So, I'm walking around, and there's [[Nurgle]] and Tzeentch there in the same room. THAT alone is amazing. They were also arguing, which isn't so amazing. I was just going to keep walking when I overheard something that caught my ear.		So, after...what, 10 milennia? I don't keep track, why bother? That's more [[Tzeentch\|Tzeentch's]] thing, always keeping track of everything. He always saw me as just another thing to watch in amusement, I guess. So, after 10 millenia, I overhear something. I'm just walking around in boredom, this whole...[[Chaos]] Undivided thing. They hate it, but they come anyway. I never GOT that. So, I'm walking around, and there's [[Nurgle]] and Tzeentch there in the same room. THAT alone is amazing. They were also arguing, which isn't so amazing. I was just going to keep walking when I overheard something that caught my ear.
	Oh, I forgot, It was in a sort of war room for us [[Chaos Gods]], some dig we made so we could actually 'co-operate'. Yea, right. I stood by the door frame, out of sight. I figured my ears were enough, I didn't want to piss them off any more than usual, not with the 13th Black Crusade hanging in the balance. ...Poor [[Abaddon]].		Oh, I forgot, It was in a sort of war room for us [[Chaos Gods]], some dig we made so we could actually 'co-operate'. Yea, right. I stood by the door frame, out of sight. I figured my ears were enough, I didn't want to piss them off any more than usual, not with the 13th Black Crusade hanging in the balance. ...Poor [[Abaddon]].

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	But I do.		But I do.

	I remember when I was first born. I thought that I'd have a hard time of it, that the others would try to just beat me down, grind me into the dirt, and have that much less competition. But for the first few ~~millenia~~, they didn't even acknowledge my existence. And after that? Well...Only [[Khorne]] really gave a fuck. I never really got why he hated me so much out of all of them. I mean, I liked death, he liked death, I just liked things dying in more creative ways. We should get along GREAT. Well, anyway. After the initial shock wore off, after I relaxed, I noticed that the other three, their competition, their infighting...No, our infighting, I guess I did it too (not that I really care so much about that)...It was more PERSONAL than just some kind of war of ideals. That's when I started to wonder.		I remember when I was first born. I thought that I'd have a hard time of it, that the others would try to just beat me down, grind me into the dirt, and have that much less competition. But for the first few millennia, they didn't even acknowledge my existence. And after that? Well...Only [[Khorne]] really gave a fuck. I never really got why he hated me so much out of all of them. I mean, I liked death, he liked death, I just liked things dying in more creative ways. We should get along GREAT. Well, anyway. After the initial shock wore off, after I relaxed, I noticed that the other three, their competition, their infighting...No, our infighting, I guess I did it too (not that I really care so much about that)...It was more PERSONAL than just some kind of war of ideals. That's when I started to wonder.

	So, after...what, 10 ~~milennia~~? I don't keep track, why bother? That's more [[Tzeentch\|Tzeentch's]] thing, always keeping track of everything. He always saw me as just another thing to watch in amusement, I guess. So, after 10 ~~millenia~~, I overhear something. I'm just walking around in boredom, this whole...[[Chaos]] Undivided thing. They hate it, but they come anyway. I never GOT that. So, I'm walking around, and there's [[Nurgle]] and Tzeentch there in the same room. THAT alone is amazing. They were also arguing, which isn't so amazing. I was just going to keep walking when I overheard something that caught my ear.		So, after...what, 10 millennia? I don't keep track, why bother? That's more [[Tzeentch\|Tzeentch's]] thing, always keeping track of everything. He always saw me as just another thing to watch in amusement, I guess. So, after 10 millennia, I overhear something. I'm just walking around in boredom, this whole...[[Chaos]] Undivided thing. They hate it, but they come anyway. I never GOT that. So, I'm walking around, and there's [[Nurgle]] and Tzeentch there in the same room. THAT alone is amazing. They were also arguing, which isn't so amazing. I was just going to keep walking when I overheard something that caught my ear.
	Oh, I forgot, It was in a sort of war room for us [[chaos\|Chaos Gods]], some dig we made so we could actually 'co-operate'. Yea, right. I stood by the door frame, out of sight. I figured my ears were enough, I didn't want to piss them off any more than usual, not with the 13th Black Crusade hanging in the balance. ...Poor [[Abaddon]].		Oh, I forgot, It was in a sort of war room for us [[chaos\|Chaos Gods]], some dig we made so we could actually 'co-operate'. Yea, right. I stood by the door frame, out of sight. I figured my ears were enough, I didn't want to piss them off any more than usual, not with the 13th Black Crusade hanging in the balance. ...Poor [[Abaddon]].

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	"Heh, and you weren't so damn wordy back then, either." Wait. Wait wait wait. Did Khorne just say something that WASN'T yelled at the top of his lungs? Unholy fuck. That just fucked with one major rule of existence-that-I-know-of. Tzeentch glared at him for a moment, but the glare wasn't the hate filled grimace that it usually was. More of mild annoyance. Nurgle just listened, which was normal for him, so at least ONE part of my reality wasn't shattered.		"Heh, and you weren't so damn wordy back then, either." Wait. Wait wait wait. Did Khorne just say something that WASN'T yelled at the top of his lungs? Unholy fuck. That just fucked with one major rule of existence-that-I-know-of. Tzeentch glared at him for a moment, but the glare wasn't the hate filled grimace that it usually was. More of mild annoyance. Nurgle just listened, which was normal for him, so at least ONE part of my reality wasn't shattered.
	"...We spoke at great length for a while, about ourselves, what we did. Or, what we ourselves planned on accomplishing. He listened, as we had, and when we finished, he...Smiled. I remember that quite clearly. Not just a smile, a grin, as if he had found something he truly was seeking with all his being. I remember what he said, also. He spoke thusly. 'Okay then! You two can help me, and we'll be partners! Deal?' I was slightly insulted by his ~~presumtion~~ that I would stoop to being another's...Helper...However, I was more greatly stunned by his forwardness. Someone as such would be easily controlled. So, I accepted his offer."		"...We spoke at great length for a while, about ourselves, what we did. Or, what we ourselves planned on accomplishing. He listened, as we had, and when we finished, he...Smiled. I remember that quite clearly. Not just a smile, a grin, as if he had found something he truly was seeking with all his being. I remember what he said, also. He spoke thusly. 'Okay then! You two can help me, and we'll be partners! Deal?' I was slightly insulted by his presumption that I would stoop to being another's...Helper...However, I was more greatly stunned by his forwardness. Someone as such would be easily controlled. So, I accepted his offer."

	"Was the best damn thing we ever did." Okay, now Nurgle being so quiet and patient wasn't helping. Khorne just sounded sad. That was fucked up. I caught myself idly wondering whether his tears would be made of blood, rust, or itsy-bitsy skulls, but I decided that trying to find out would be the worst idea I ever had."I'll talk now. See, this kid got me all confused too. He didn't want to push people around like me or birdy boy. Well, kinda did, but for their own good, right?" Who are you, what did you do with Khorne, and can I get your number. "So yea, I accepted too, because I didn't know what else to do. Punching him, maybe, but I was too confused for that. It was pretty rocky at first. We didn't do much but talk about what we were GONNA do. It was annoying, but I guessed fighting came later. And blood. And skulls." Tzeentch rolled his eyes. Nurgle chuckled softly. I wanted to get to the point. Who the warp were they talking about?		"Was the best damn thing we ever did." Okay, now Nurgle being so quiet and patient wasn't helping. Khorne just sounded sad. That was fucked up. I caught myself idly wondering whether his tears would be made of blood, rust, or itsy-bitsy skulls, but I decided that trying to find out would be the worst idea I ever had."I'll talk now. See, this kid got me all confused too. He didn't want to push people around like me or birdy boy. Well, kinda did, but for their own good, right?" Who are you, what did you do with Khorne, and can I get your number. "So yea, I accepted too, because I didn't know what else to do. Punching him, maybe, but I was too confused for that. It was pretty rocky at first. We didn't do much but talk about what we were GONNA do. It was annoying, but I guessed fighting came later. And blood. And skulls." Tzeentch rolled his eyes. Nurgle chuckled softly. I wanted to get to the point. Who the warp were they talking about?
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	"It isn't her fault, and you know it. She was just in the wrong place, at the wrong time. She only joined in what we already started. Remember?" Khorne trembled with pure rage. I was pretty sure I was going to get pulverized anyway, but he spat on the floor (No, I don't know how.) and went to lean against a wall, sulking. "...We don't remember what it was about." I looked back to Nurgle, as he stared directly at me, not so convinced of his own reasoning of my innocence. But hey, he acknowledged my existence, so that's SOMETHING. "Some childish dispute, nothing serious." Oh yea, he's talking again. Kinda hard to notice with all the weird. "But we blew it out of proportion, like children do. Yelling threats, insults, then stalking off. After a year or two, neither Tzeentch, Khorne, or me really cared anymore, but we were too proud to apologize. Time went by. Things changed."		"It isn't her fault, and you know it. She was just in the wrong place, at the wrong time. She only joined in what we already started. Remember?" Khorne trembled with pure rage. I was pretty sure I was going to get pulverized anyway, but he spat on the floor (No, I don't know how.) and went to lean against a wall, sulking. "...We don't remember what it was about." I looked back to Nurgle, as he stared directly at me, not so convinced of his own reasoning of my innocence. But hey, he acknowledged my existence, so that's SOMETHING. "Some childish dispute, nothing serious." Oh yea, he's talking again. Kinda hard to notice with all the weird. "But we blew it out of proportion, like children do. Yelling threats, insults, then stalking off. After a year or two, neither Tzeentch, Khorne, or me really cared anymore, but we were too proud to apologize. Time went by. Things changed."

	"Yes, and eventually, after a few ~~millenia~~, we deeply regretted our mistake. But we wished him to come to us, and yet he was so busy. So buried in his service of humanity. Then...That was when he did it. That was when he made that...Announcement that brought us such pain." STOP STALLING AND TELL ME, YOU GOD DAMN TURKEY. Ugh. He couldn't go on, so Khorne took over.		"Yes, and eventually, after a few millennia, we deeply regretted our mistake. But we wished him to come to us, and yet he was so busy. So buried in his service of humanity. Then...That was when he did it. That was when he made that...Announcement that brought us such pain." STOP STALLING AND TELL ME, YOU GOD DAMN TURKEY. Ugh. He couldn't go on, so Khorne took over.
	"...Fucking told everyone we didn't really exist. No daemons did, period. There weren't no gods, he said, weren't no evil things 'cept what would stand in their way. Asshole. I wanted to go right there and scream at him, say shit like, 'HEY! I'm standin' right here! Say that ain't real!'...But what was the fuckin' point, right? So, Tzeentch gets this idea. He wants to get his attention, best way he can. So he starts corrupting the guy's kids, see?" He spat on the floor again. His fists were clenching to the wall, rending metal easily. "Brightest fucking thing you EVER did, right?" Yup, hatred was back. I couldn't decide still whether I liked that or hated it. C'mon, guys, I know we're CHAOS, but be ~~consistant~~, will you? I didn't say it, no matter how hard I thought it. I didn't want to ruin it, coming this far. I could only wait with bated breath. I knew they were talking about THAT guy now. This...Was something I never expected.		"...Fucking told everyone we didn't really exist. No daemons did, period. There weren't no gods, he said, weren't no evil things 'cept what would stand in their way. Asshole. I wanted to go right there and scream at him, say shit like, 'HEY! I'm standin' right here! Say that ain't real!'...But what was the fuckin' point, right? So, Tzeentch gets this idea. He wants to get his attention, best way he can. So he starts corrupting the guy's kids, see?" He spat on the floor again. His fists were clenching to the wall, rending metal easily. "Brightest fucking thing you EVER did, right?" Yup, hatred was back. I couldn't decide still whether I liked that or hated it. C'mon, guys, I know we're CHAOS, but be consistent, will you? I didn't say it, no matter how hard I thought it. I didn't want to ruin it, coming this far. I could only wait with bated breath. I knew they were talking about THAT guy now. This...Was something I never expected.
	"It...Was absolutely, positively, the only one of two bad decisions I ever made." Typical. But I was more worried about something else I was feeling right now. Something that made no sense. But whatever, more on that later..."He sent his sons away, to save them from us. I changed one here or there, minor things, really. Gifts, I would call them, to show him I meant no harm. But he didn't see it that way. So, we took one drastic, terrible measure. We ALL agreed that this was the best course of action, so do not lay the blame solely on me." Nurgle nodded, Khorne snorted, but you just knew he couldn't deny it. "His son, [[Horus]]. His favorite. We showed him terrible visions of the [[Imperium]] in total disarray. We had hoped against hope that he would return to his [[Emperor\|father]], pleading him to make amends with us lest this happened..."		"It...Was absolutely, positively, the only one of two bad decisions I ever made." Typical. But I was more worried about something else I was feeling right now. Something that made no sense. But whatever, more on that later..."He sent his sons away, to save them from us. I changed one here or there, minor things, really. Gifts, I would call them, to show him I meant no harm. But he didn't see it that way. So, we took one drastic, terrible measure. We ALL agreed that this was the best course of action, so do not lay the blame solely on me." Nurgle nodded, Khorne snorted, but you just knew he couldn't deny it. "His son, [[Horus]]. His favorite. We showed him terrible visions of the [[Imperium]] in total disarray. We had hoped against hope that he would return to his [[Emperor\|father]], pleading him to make amends with us lest this happened..."

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	In the deep darkness under the Imperial Palace, very few living things existed. So far from the sun, only greatly filtered and recycled air reached those depths. Only candlelight shone in the darkness, illuminating the path of two Custodes as they strode, silently, solemnly, to their posts. They stopped at their destination, bowing low to the massive edifice before them, awe-inspiring in it's shape alone...That of a massive corpse seated in a gigantic throne, many wires dangling hooked to ~~it's~~ dessicated, rotted form. The two rose, though eyes cast down, and stood, faced away. The Custodes were ever vigilant, ever ready. But not for this.		In the deep darkness under the Imperial Palace, very few living things existed. So far from the sun, only greatly filtered and recycled air reached those depths. Only candlelight shone in the darkness, illuminating the path of two Custodes as they strode, silently, solemnly, to their posts. They stopped at their destination, bowing low to the massive edifice before them, awe-inspiring in it's shape alone...That of a massive corpse seated in a gigantic throne, many wires dangling hooked to its dessicated, rotted form. The two rose, though eyes cast down, and stood, faced away. The Custodes were ever vigilant, ever ready. But not for this.

	A lone voice shook through the depths, speaking but a single word. That voice was filled with power. Terrible, awful power. And yet, something to it was warm, fatherly, tinged with regret, but with some small hope to the end of it, as if a question were left dangling on the precipice of the following silence. The Custodes, ever ready, were shocked, but still already in a combat stance, halberds aimed and ready.		A lone voice shook through the depths, speaking but a single word. That voice was filled with power. Terrible, awful power. And yet, something to it was warm, fatherly, tinged with regret, but with some small hope to the end of it, as if a question were left dangling on the precipice of the following silence. The Custodes, ever ready, were shocked, but still already in a combat stance, halberds aimed and ready.