Activating the system, to transport us to the Warhammer universe. I decided to store my ship in hopes of not attracting attention, it seems it was successful as we arrived on a slightly barren planet orbiting a red giant.
The moment I got my bearings I felt it, Xelax too. The Warp was converging on my location, so much so that a massive cortex was slowly forming, Xelax being a null was fine, but I was getting bombarded by massive amounts of energy.
Though this event only lasted for a short while when I felt something tear in my soul, ripping free of its bindings and devouring all the energy. It was to fast that even more Warp energy started flowing towards us, visibly tearing the materium.
I fell to my knees screaming in agony, clutching my head. There was a voice resonating in my soul, it was angry and hungry. I fell unconscious on my knees, murmuring incomprehensible things.
Hunger n'gha lllln'gha hunger devour ah'mgehye evolve hunger ah'n'ghayar mgehye'bthnk lllln'gha devour lllln'gha.(HUNGER.. DEATH.. EAT.. HUNGER. DEVOUR. DESTROY.. EVOLVE.. HUNGER.. WAR.. FIGHT.. EAT.. DEVOUR.. CONSUME..)
(Pov Xelax)
I panicked when Ignis started clutching his head and murmuring in incomprehensible tongues, though it seemed to sound somewhat recognizable. I must have heard or read something about it somewhere.
''Ignis'' I started yelling at him, as the vortex is only growing more powerful, reality is bending and breaking. If this where to continue a new rift will form. I tried to use my null to counteract the Warp, but the moment I tried I was pushed back by the sheer amount of energy moving into Ignis.
Ignis kept muttering is that weird dialect, but when i looked closer, every word he spoke sent ripples outward, clashing with the Warp and actively guiding more energy into himself. With no idea what to do to help, I could only move near him and prepare for the worst.
''Y' ahnythor lllln'gha''(I must consume )
(Pov Big E)
Awakening from my slumber, my factured consciousness, linked and reconnected for the 1st time in many millennia. the cause seems to be a massive influx of the Warp into the materium, but instead of seeing a new chaos rift, what I observed was beyond anything I have ever seen.
Now fully awake and peering into the materium, located near n red giant was a massive warp vortex, but instead of daemons and warp entities invading, it was being consumed as fast as it was being pulled into one location.
Sending a tether of my own power to investigate only to be attacked by the same suction and incomprehensible words, the words sort of guided my energy towards the center of the ab-human knelt in place.
Trying to pull back, I realize it only became harder the more I tried to pull back, realizing this I diverted the corrupted alter Egos of my own being towards the pull, allowing myself time to think of a plan, that does not end in me being eaten by this strange being.
(Pov Shifting Labyrinth)
Tzeentch was panicking, his probes to the new dimensional energy, to find out the source, backfired, instead of finding out who or what was the cause. The Warp energy he used to peer into the materium started being pulled towards a single point and then being devoured by a strange being soul.
Peering deeper, by pulling on more Warp energy, Tzeentch saw something he hoped to never encounter again. Hearing the dialect spoken by this new arrival, the words echoed into the warp, using the tether he made, the echoes to vile and powerful, many lower ranked beings of the warp were reduced to soul dust and sucked towards that ever consuming maw.
The echoes spread through the Warp like a virus, moving deeper and deeper into the Warp, seeing this Tzeentch, felt it, the being of the deep Warp ere responding, clawing at the layers upon layers of defensive energies he and the other ones put up to separate themselves from the deep warp.
Tzeentch immediately realized he needed to stop this new creature from continuing to eat the warp energies, but the more murmurs were spoken in that curse tongue the stronger the force became and the more the being from the deep Warp were clawing there way out.
Deciding to humble himself, for his own survival he decided to contact the other and together they will pool their power to remove any and all Warp influence from the entire star system in hopes that the 'call from beyond' is stopped.
(Pov Kairos Fateweaver)
Staring at his favourite, past time, looking at the threads of fate and following them to see all that was, is and will be. Until he notice a new bright crimson thread appearing, not know for his patience, he immediately grabbed it and start diving into the knowledge of the being.
The biggest mistake Kairos ever made, what he saw in the past terrified him so, yet being unable to remove himself from the visions. He saw it all slowly, yet quickly, for time move different when looking into the threads.
The darkest darkness, where light has never reached before, outside of time and space, he saw a being of incalculable size, drifting the emptiness, for eons It would drift. Sometimes It would encounter others like itself but the outcome always remain the same, those that encountered this thing, mad of tentacles, mouths and eyes. Any and all will be consumed, some tried to fight back, but it always ended the same.
Soon the scene shifted again this time, the being was not drifting but, sitting completely still, eyes closed, sleeping, or hibernating. Kairos leaning in to take a closer look, even with his entire being warning him, feeling a chill run through his entire soul. As he was just leaning in, It's eyes and mouths snapped open peering directly into the void and beyond, as if looking right at him, through time and space.
Them the scene shifted again, a man or something similar, with characteristics of a dragon, standing in front of a being, tinted in darkness with eyes like entire universes floating, then as soon as he saw this being it looked at him, and all he saw was Death.
Being ripped our of his trance, Kairos fell to the floor, eyes rolled back, soul scarred, foaming at the mouths, clawing at his own heads, screeching thing of the end of all. Murmuring the same word over and over. Devourer... Devourer... Till his consciousness faded. All his energy depleted, he fell into a come, but if you listen closely, you can hear faint echoes of a single word. Devourer..
(Pov Warp)
The 4 Chaos gods, used ever ounce of power they could muster in such a short time, even sucked back many low level Chaos gifts they bestowed. All this was barely enough, but they managed to pull back the warp from and entire star sector, creating a dead-zone of psychic energy.
This nearly drained all 4 gods, and they will need many months to recover, luckily the devouring stopped, but their drained energy and the dead-zone they created, had a unforeseen side effect.
(Pov Nurgle's Garden)
Isha sat in the rotten cage where she has been locked for the past 10 millennia, unsure of what just happened, Nurgle urgently left and joined the others, then she felt it, a ripple, the warp pulling back from the materium in a large wave, the whispers of the warp suddenly stopped, the corruption in those only lightly affected, suddenly got removed and pulled into the warp.
The plagues of Nurgle stopped spreading, the whispers of betrayal and discontent stopped, the influence of Slaanesh stopped, and many blessed of Korne were pulled into the warp from all over the galaxy. like a ripple in a still pond Silence from the Warp spread to all corners of the galaxy.
Isha felt the cause of all this, a being with a soul so saturated in vitality, merely looking at him from the immaterium started to heal her very being, the wave of vitality radiation of him, made her suddenly stand up. She used all this extra energy to rip her way out of the immaterium toward his location.
Isha knowing this chance will never show itself again, decided to go help this person and feeling his extradimensional origins, hopes he could take her away from this cursed place before the warp influence returns and they come to take her away again.
(Pov all across the Imperium)
Suddenly all machine spirits rejoiced in jubilation, sending a wave of confusion across the entire mechanicum. Corrupted machines stopped and cleared themselves.
Necrons still in slumber awoke all at once, feeling the wave of comfort spreading across the materium and roused them.
The Emperor's eyes snapped open, his skeletal frame slowly healing, all negative influence suddenly pulled from his very soul, his fractured mind rebuilding itself, the warp screams of hatred quite and removed. The Custodes in the throne room fell to their knees in unison, seeing their emperor awake and looking at them healign at visible rates.
Chaos corrupted humans, Astartes and even corrupted xenos all felt tired and sluggish, all at the same time those fighting were cut down and other ran away to hide in the dark reaches of the galaxy, feeling as if their gods have abandoned them.
The Eldar felt a wave of pure relief, no more murmur of excess, no more vile hymns resonating in their souls. For the 1st time in many millennia they felt peace, even the psychotic Eldar who wanted to create a new god, fell down their mind regain clarity, their thoughts untainted, they suddenly sprang to action abandoning the suicidal plan to create Ynnead and move to join Yvraine.