..." Though I knew that i was in mortal danger, I could not turn. I knew, with every fibre of my being, that I could not stay, that my life was forfeit if I did.
But I stood, rooted to the spot, my eyes fixed on the iron giant in front of me. Its face an angelic mask smeared with blood, a spiked halo adorning its head, wings of bloody spikes trailing behind it as it stepped up to me, its clawed, brazen hands extended. much like a preacher before his flock.
At last its shadow fell over me. As I felt something inside me give way and die, I was forced to look up at the dreadful, leaking visage looming above me. It waited, bathing me in dreadful silence for eternity before it spoke, the mask, even though it was of hammered iron, moving just like a face. And yet, unlike anything I had ever seen before.
' Why so much fear', it asked, each word like rusted blades cutting into innocent flesh, ' I would expect adoration from one of my most devoted servants.'
I shook my head, my words flowing out of me like air from a pinstruck balloon. ' I am not your servant...I only serve the Emperor of Mankind and by His might....'
Then, the thing drowned out my words in laughter. It said no further thing and why should it? This laughter finally made me understand.
It let me live, but it knew only too well, that I would not survive writing this. Even now, memory besieges my mind and my life has to end. I would commend my soul to the Emperor, but now I am afraid I might get my wish." - Found in a remote monastery on Sepheris Secundus, author unknown. The building was razed and destroyed to the last stone.
The prophecy of the Tyrant Star have troubled Inquisitors across all Ordos and factions for a long time. Some see it as a way to power, a tool to be used, while others can only see it as a dire threat. Sadly, none know the truth and they all sleep better because of this.
The Eldar know that the Calixis Sector will be the cradle of a great and dire threat and have thus placed warnings on several planets so that their fate will never intertwine with it. Their prophets have glimpsed a dark sun and something 'born of Man, a Father of Darkness, a King on a Corpse Throne, the Stealer of Destinies'.
They might know more if they delved into their own past. But they prefer not to and so, humanity is free to tumble to destruction, bound by powers they barely understand.
How could they know that, when the Emperor of Man opened eyes for the first time, His mind ablaze with power and possibility, a black sun shone down on Anatoly? How could they keep count of the number of times the Emperor of Man and His creation is cursed by those crushed under brutal governors or innocently tried for the faults of their betters? How could they understand that for many, the Imperium has become a symbol for oppression and tyranny?
The Tyrant Star is only the herald of something far worse. He heralds the coming of the Emperor. A dark Emperor, born from the Warp and His own dark psyche, nurtured by the curses and dying screams of the saintly and sinners alike. He is Komus, the True Tyrant and if He ever fully wakes, mankind will beg for its enemies to destroy it before falling under His sway. For now, He has become a true god...
Ok, maybe a bit heavy-handed, but the idea hit me today and I could not help but write it down. Basically, the misdeeds in the name of the Imperium have almost repeated the mistake of the Eldar and created a Chaos God, a dark reflection of the Emperor, a part of him much darker, yet as alive as the Star Child, adrift in the Warp. The prophecy speaks of him arising in the Calixis sector and if he does, the Imperium will face times a thousand times darker than even the most paranoid of Inquisitors can imagine, for His power, nurtured by billions, will be nearly limitless.
The question i now have for you folks is the following...how can the acolytes stop the birth of a god? Any ideas to flesh out this campaign outline will be greatly appreciated.....