How long has it been?

Eight weeks?

Eight months?

Eight years?

How is one suppose to tell in this place?

Time is irreverent why do I mark my Klaw?

Is it because its the only thing that allows me to keep going forward?

I miss it you know...

The smell of nature...

The warmth of the sun...

The taste of food...

The softness of the wind on my flesh...

Simple pleasures that we all take for granted, this damn thing is the only thing is keeping me alive though I have though about ending it but...I care if my soul is to lay here and be eaten or twist by these dark gods. I hated this damn set of life support of armor it keeps me pushing forward no matter what. When I lost my left hand I felt the pain of my limb but my suit treated the pain like it was nothing and replaced it with my power klaw I found off that dead Ork.

The damn thing wont let me die...

Even as I begun my life in this hell it won't allow me to die, it on me like a parasite not letting me taste the sweet relief of death. This machine was grafted onto my back when I arrived here and my face under my eyes and over my entire face, as It slowly built off what was around me. What ever it could find it would use it armor, weapons, and other war gear ranging from every species if it was Human, Atartes, Ork, Tau, Eldar, nercon, or demon.

My entire body was covered in armor that looked like a Ork mechboy made it and it was heavy as all hell.

I hated it...

When it would force corpse starch and some liquid down my throat though the pipes that ran down my throat and the wheezing of the rebreather. Then the pain...oh the pain...it hurt more than a dark Eldar slave who was maimed just for the hell of it because there master wanted it. I swear the damn thing pumps hot oil though my body but how should I know it wasn't the impertium?

One can only take the pain for so long...

Like I said before I tried to end it but the damn thing reads my though and takes control of my body, I don't know why though. Once I tried to put a bolt in my mouth but the thing stopped my hand from pulling the trigger, another I tried to jump in a pit of lava stopped me from even moving, then I tried to not fight when some bloodletters attacked me but it took control over my body and fought them.

Why was I like this?

What have I ever done to earn such a fate.

I was just a normal guy who had a less than boring life!

Was this some kind of sick joke well I sure as hell isn't laughing.

And its not like the locals are trying to help me, then there were the grey knights that would pop up every now and then. Once I tried to seek there help in ending my pain but of course that damn machine won't even get within 10000 feet of them, seeing them as a threat it couldn't handle. The fucking thing was a coward as well when ever a lord of skulls would roll up it would turn tail and run to the point my body would scream in pain but it keep pushing on until the lord of skulls would loss interest or the thing would loss them.

Well that was until the other day though...

I was wandering as usual and then the daemons popped up from the ground and came at me screaming at me but what surprised me was the sure amount of them. Of course the thing began to run away as it took control my body but to my surprise once again something strange happened. I was tackled by a chaos marine, though I didn't care if he killed me but the thing had other plans and fought the marine trying to get away.

The marine must have been when I begged him to kill me and end my pain when my body was winning the fight and was going to kill him. But the suit was overwhelmed as the tried to rip me apart into a flesh grinder, but the suit somehow held down the armor plates with sure will as I tried help to push them off. Seeing I couldn't be killed they put me in chains and here I was being dragged by the skull keeper as I smiled knowing I was only a matter until I was giving the chance to die.

Turns out the daemons like to hear to my story with interest as I told them the spot I was in with this cursed thing on my body. They didn't tell me to shut or anything but they nodded as I told them the battles I had fought against there brothers and sisters being forced fight by this damned thing.

Today they told me they were bring me before Khrone!

Though I was scared to meet the literal god of war and blood I was just glad he was going to kill me I didn't care if I was another skull on this throne I WANT TO DIE THAT BADLY!

(today)

'Heh its only a matter of time before I be free of you thing!'

Of course nothing it wasn't much of a talker as these daemons where, another reason I was glad to be caught I got the chance to talk to someone even if it was a daemon. I hummed as I felt my large metal armored covered body being dragged across the ground at my feet as the thing kept fighting. Feeling board I turned to the daemon at my left who I started calling 'Dude' well I pretty sure he was at least glad to have some form of a name...

"Hey dude?"

The bloodletter turned to me as his fiery eyes would strike fear into any mortal but myself.

"What is it mortal?"

"What is your dad like?" I asked. "I mean I only heard stories but from what I heard he pretty bad ass,"

The daemon smiled at my complement to his god.

"Then you were informed correctly mortal khrone is how you say 'badass',"

"Cool cool oh hey I have to ask what do you guys eat?" I asked pretty sure I know the answer to this.

"Flesh, meat, and organs," Fucking called it.

"But way organs I mean come on your basically eating poop when you go for the gut. I mean that's straight up nasty dude,"

He huffed.

"Well I don't normal eat the organs for food I go for the heart, lungs, and sometime the liver when the first two are already taken,"

"Huh neat...all I have to eat is this stupid corpse starch that this thing force feed me," I sighed as I miss the taste of food as the skull keeper kept dragging me.

"I must say I sure will miss these 'talks' you and I have mortal but maybe we will one day when my skull joins the skull throne," he told me as I gave a nod.

"Hey I'll be looking forward to it dude,"

The daemon nodded as he looked forward.

"We are here,"

'Finally'

The thing kept fighting as the daemons pulled me to be standing before Khrone, I looked up to see him and of course he was everything I expected and more. A large titan on a mountain of skulls righting from those of humans to other races Eldar, Tau, and Ork. His ruby red eyes stared me down as I smiled behind my mask as the thing still fought begging to be free and go back to wandering the wastes.

"Well hi you must be khrone its nice to meet you will you please kill me?"

Khrone leaned forward in his skull throne as he was surprised a human like me said such a thing before him.

...

'What do I say?'

I saw all the khroneites kneeling I tried to do the same but my legs were locked up.

"I would kneel but you know the thing...it won't even allow me to soooo sorry?"

"I'm aware of the device that is leched on you mortal,"

Oh soooooo cool! He kind of sounds like diablo from...well diablo.

"And I'm aware of blood that stains your hands...my blood,"

"You mad chief?" I asked.

He shook his head.

"No, A matter of fact I'm glad you sent my children to there deaths a matter of fact I would still let you roam the wastes of my home to send more of my sons to there death but that THING is something I can't allow to stay in my brothers and I realm,"

"OH about that I have a big question if you don't mind me asking if you don't mind,"

He leaned back and rested his head on his hand.

"Depends on what it is I'm not my brother Tzeentch,"

"Is slaanesh a boy or girl I mean I tried asking some of his follower before you know I killed them,"

He faced palmed...THE GOD OF BLOOD JUST FACED PALMED AT MY QUESTION.

"*sigh* I don't believe I can answer that mortal,"

"Sorry touchy subject?"

Looking back at me he nodded.

"Very,"

"Well...can we get to the part you rip this thing off my back and take my skull and feed my body to your hounds?"

"You are truly a strange one mortal...when I look at you I see a soul lost in time and it's trapped in some strange devices that something that my own smiths can't find out but it seems it's connected to the corpse emperor's people,"

"Really this thing avoids the grey knights like the plague,"

"That's because it's scared,"

"I...don't follow sir,"

"That device was made to bring there emperor back from death,"

"OK then how did it get on my back and how did I get here?"

"Again I don't know neither does my brother,"

I sighed.

"Can you get it off?"

He nodded.

"Yes..."

"YES FINALLY I CAN BE RID OF YOU THING! HAHA SUCK IT!" I smiled but the thing tried to bolt out the chambers of Khrone.

"But,"

"Oh there is a catch I don't really have anything-"

He held out his clawed hand.

"OK i'll stop now,"

"When I remove that device from your back you are to do something for my brothers and I,"

"Keep going..."

"There is a new system that had remain hidden from my brothers and I for a long time...a very long time and I need you to take it in the name of the dark gods,"

"Um...how am I going to do that I'm just some mortal that is like the next nothing more than a bag of flesh,"

He then reached down and grabbed me with his large hand and lifted me to his hand in a surprising gentle way.

"But you aren't like others your soul is very familiar to this system and the inhabits of its only world,"

"Again I don't follow,"

He pointed at me in a very father like matter.

"Your the only one who is both familiar to there...magic," He spoke with venom.

"I am?"

He nodded.

"Yes,"

"What's the world called?"

"Equis,"

When he said that I tilted my head in shock.

"Well fuck me side ways and call me mike as in two sisters with god tier level magic?!"

"Yes they are extremely powerful so powerful that my brothers and I can touch them with our Chaos,"

"Alright but still if I go there I'm still just a mortal and not a primarch like magnus the red,"

"I understand that but my brothers and I put our differences aside for now to turn you into something more,"

"NO I WILL NOT BECOME SOME ROATING FLESH AND-"

Khrone touched my forehead with his long sharp finger claw.

"I didn't say anything about being one of my brother's sack of shit did I?"

I shook my head.

"Once you are free of that cursed device you will be implanted with geneseeds and cybernetics to become a warp smith under the blessing of my brothers and I but our favor is something you must earn first. You will be proved a ship and single company of my word bearers to man your ship but that is all you will have to earn both mine and my brother's favor. So you will have to gather forces on your own even if you have to help other legions conquer worlds but if you don't take the Equis in one hundred mortal years than you will face a fate far worse than death am I clear?"

Being taken aback I didn't want to piss off someone that could throw me away without second thought.

"Crystal sir,"

"Good now this will hurt prepare yourself,"

As his finger glowed red before I felt it...

Of course I passed out...

(later)

I slowly opened my eyes to be meet with a black metal ceiling and a large amout of pain in my back.

"The chosen is awake...awake," A voice echoed.

Looking around to be in some kind of room that smelled like the blood of iron.

"Good then we can began," I look to see what looked like a apothecary that had flesh twisted along with blood red and gold armor as he gave a sharp tooth smile as his red robotic eye zoomed at me.

He placed a clawed hand on my head as he got closer to my face with his shark grin as I could smell what what I could describe as blood and tobacco.

"Having the dark gods ask me to true you into one a champion that would kill some false gods?! I have to say I was shocked at first that the gods choose me! Of course it is a offer I couldn't refuse but turning a mere mortal into a god killer will be my most challenging task yet! I had sent the entire company kill a entire kill team of deathwatch primaris marines to fine the best geneseeds on the market," He rubbed my head making me slightly uncomfortable feeling in my gut.

"Hold yourself Danx I too was chosen to preform this task," The twisted apothecary turned up with annoyed look turning my head over I saw a tech-marine enter the room as servo skulls was swarming around him like flies.

Placing his blood stain ax on the ground he turned his masked face to me as his clamps on his pack snapped.

"For creating a champion that would please the gods requires technology as it does with biology. I spent days mapping out designs for him and when his armor is complete he will be ready to lead us," 'Danx' got up taking his clawed hand off my head.

"But of course brother...SLAVE!" His voice shook the room as a small thin man walked over with a tray, Danx smile as he grabbed a tool off it.

"Thank you now lets began," The tubes that were in my nose began to pump in something that started to make my mind fuzzy as Danx came over to me with what seemed like a bone saw as everything began to hurt not as much as khrone touch but just as bad.

I watched as the tech marine and Danx opened up my chest and began to fiddle with my organs as I could only watch well until the tech marine removed them...but it wasn't long until I felt my head being held in what felt like a vise as they removed the top of my skull and began to work on my brain.

After a while the pain stopped I don't know way but I felt them poke around my body as I felt the cutting of flesh, the drilling of bone, and every time the poked my brain with something. Again it didn't hurt just felt weird as my vision return once again this time but it was a little different everything seemed like I was looking though the eyes of a robot.

Then I began to feel weird like really weird the best way to describe it is like having another limb of some kind looking down I tried to see what the two were doing. Danx was behind me working on my brain as I saw the Tech marine attaching something to my body I didn't know what but a few moments later it began to tickle.

My laughing caught the two off as they stared at me as I was laughing like a child as the tech marine seemed to be amazed.

"Is he...laughing?"

Danx looked down at me with a smile.

"I believe he is brother Rlen," I blinded as if to answer to them.

"He in so much pain never have I thought that he would be laughing," The now named tech-marine Rlen spoke.

My smile grew as they continued working as I quietly hummed a tune, they closed my body shortly after words as Danx and Rlen had finished my insides and they got to work on my outside as I felt them began to drill into my skin. Again no pain came only the funny twisted feeling of being tickled, as they began to replace my hand that I lost to a wrap predator. Not long after words Danx had finished my body as he took the cords out of my nose as I began to breath normally, Rlen began to place my armor on this time I would be in control of it and not the other way around.

Unlike there around my armor was stone grey with gold trim which was different but I didn't mind as I was helped up off the table as I took my first stand. Looking down I saw clawed hands of what looked like a moddified version of mark X tactius power armor, my new mechanical hand was covered in armor. I have to say the work on my body that the two did was very impressive though the time to me was much shorter than it was to them due to the drug that made me fuzzy in the head. I looked at my body to see metal tendrils that were attached to my body with there ends holding tools of all types claws, drills, and saws.

"My chosen," I turned to my 'brother' Rlen held a helmet in his hands as he handed it to me, I took it as I looked at it it was a primaris marine helm with a large metal eye system on the left side that were dark.

Turning the helmet around I placed it as the vac seal clicked around my head as the sound of compressed air filled the room as I smiled as the eye system came on. The vision zoomed in and out as it switched from X-ray, some green vision, and thermal before returning to normal. I saw the room was filled with medical slaves along side the two marines, as I looked at them they bowed to me.

"My chosen what do we call you," Rlen asked.

I tried to remember my name but it was like it was a memory that was gone to my madness due to that thing that cursed me to live though I wanted death. But as I remember the pain the thing gave me I remembered the fights I would have with the predators of the wrap, each one that attacked me was meet with a swift death to my bolt pistol or my power klaw. They stopped trying to attack me after awhile they saw me as the alpha, the big dog, the apex predator...wait that's it.

"My name is Ender the chosen of the dark gods to conquer the world of Equis and slay the false chaos god Discord, I'm the one who will break the leaders who control the sun and moon, I will shatter there tree of harmony along with the elements and there weak users, they will know the wrath of the dark gods! Their skull will be given to Khrone the god of war and blood, Their knowledge to Tzeencth the god of change and fate, Their bodies will be given to Nurgle the god of nature and rot, and finally there souls will be given to Slaanesh the god of pleasure and lust, AND THEY WILL FALL BEFORE THE WRATH OF THE DARK GODS!"

Author's Notes:

Special thanks magos for the name your awesome dude!