And wrote a little backstory for my chaos. Here it is. C&C please as always!
Exterminatus...
A space marine order initiating a withering hail of cyclone missiles, completely exterminating all life forms on a planet, on-one has ever survived one....
Until now.
Imagine a small war band of chaos underground, led by the Khornate Battle Master Kurn, fighting for their lives and for favor of the chaos gods against the near infinite tide of Necrons, on a planet far from the centre of the imperium, followers of slannesh fighting on the surface against wave upon wave of imperial guard and loyalist space marine...
And when they emerge they find everything gone. No war. No Loyalist scum or brother chaos. Just ... nothing.
And so retrieving the last two ships from underground, and hell bent on destroying the traitorous scum who robbed them of a birth planet, they leapt into space. One ship filled with Khornate soldiers and Nurgle plaugebearers, the other filled with Tzeench's minions...
But there was another...
Behind them in the void flew a daemon price with no pronounceable name. Betrayed by Tzeench and believed to be destroyed, he whispered psychically into Kurn's mind...
Without any warning, the Tzeench ship was fired on broadside, and was lost to the warp. And so the war band was eternally blessed by the presence of the daemon price, which remained unseen, but quietly guided them.
The last ship continued unheeded dropping out of the warp only for fresh victims and spawn planets. It would continue in this way for millennia, until it reached its destination...
Terra...
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