The Unholy Legions of Anti-Sanctus Chaotica, a Warhammer Online Destruction Regiment, The Fire In His Eyes

The Fire In His Eyes.

Our Lord Tzeentch sees all. It is the fire in His eyes that lights our path in this darkest hour. Through his guidance our Dark Lords find the path between the jaws of death. Only through his blessing can we achieve our goal. It is his finest hour. The Tzeentchian Warhost to the North has commanded his blessings once more, and now, for the last and greatest struggle of all time, we gather once again under His banner.

Is there a man or woman among you that would doubt his power and magnificence? He is Omniscient. He cannot be doubted, cannot be ignored. He is Ineffable. Even through our majesty and divinity we cannot see his face. We cannot gaze into his eyes. Those that dare to try such are lost to madness and are obliterated. We can only pray that when we are taken into his hands and held to his bosom as his loyal servants, that we are allowed a small selection of his wisdom to keep us satisfied for eternity.

I have seen his truth. I know what must be done. The Empire must fall, and with it the last vestige of opposition to our great deity. Is there a man among you that would not admit that throughout the ages the only crusades worth note have been led by a Tzeentchian Champion? This is because the other Gods are unworthy of our attention. They attempt to demand respect, but Tzeentch commands it as if he were the source of all deference in the universe.

Lord Kutulu is his Champion. He will lead us all to glory as he follows the path that Our Lord Tzeentch has laid down for us. Salvation is at hand, my brothers and Sisters of Chaos. Let us not be blinded now by delusions of grandeur and personal triumph. We must gather ourselves together as a Legion and we must all strive toward the same goal – The domination, colonisation, liquidation and eventual extermination of the Empire and each and every follower of Sigmar that will not submit to His will.

Some people are simply too foolish to be allowed to live. I will see to it personally that a large number are no longer permitted that right.

The night may run red with blood, the ground may be rife with green decay, and the dawn may strike a beautiful pink, but the only colour worth following is the sky blue certainty that is Tzeentch. He smiles down upon us all, and even those that do not accept him yet, or accept him willingly, have his blessing, not his malice. He will forgive. We will prevail.

Of these things I am certain.

Now, resume your activities, before I am forced to distribute disciplinary action.

Lord V. Sordin.

May 2012

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