Telling Aillia to use one of the Free Absolute Creations to make my kingdom, she replied with the typical "Of course, my Lord." I really needed to make my name soon. A shining ball of light appeared, floating before me, before rushing towards my chest, reading my mind and intentions as a burst of warp energy erupted from me and started taking form.
The Chaos God floated over an ever-expanding landmass of black, dark purple, and burgundy, forming massive structures—a cross between hellish inspiration and Gothic towers and buildings. Far at the edge of the landmass was a grand, massive dark castle with a structure sprouting from the middle, resembling a Gothic cross in silver with a burning eye at its center, watching over all his domain. He'd name it the "Abyssal Watcher," one of his defenses for his domain.
The land started sprouting spikes and altars of faceless angels. Those daemons that entered his land would feel weaker and weaker, unable to approach his "Fallen Maria Temples," serving to be a torment for his siblings' legions, while his would be empowered. He even built a grand cathedral within his throne room, making it so his very presence further boosted the effects of his temples.
A living and breathing forge, the first Daemon Engine ever to exist, directly connected to the realm of the Chaos God, acting as a guard beast immune to all damage. From the void that was its maw, endless forges to create weapons, infernal machines, and other daemon engines would be spawned soon and be ready for war, utterly loyal, faithful, and obedient. He named this Forge Goliath, the Stigeon, the Living Forge.
Taking some inspiration from his future brother Nurgle, he bestowed plant life to his domain—daemon plants both amazing and horrible, hungry to feed upon foolish invaders. Some of the trees and plants were inspired by Dante's Inferno, such as his Hanger Trees, others from other media he read, from blood-drinking vines, man-eater flowers, and more. He made the largest concentration of these daemonic plants near his castle, naming it the Infernal Black Forest.
A great lake sprouted in the middle of his domain, with the waters having a lovely silky violet tone, made to feed his lovely plants, draw in unsuspecting victims with the promise of satiated thirst, only to meet a gruesome death. This water is raw warp energy, great to satisfy himself, his future wives, his daemons, and those worthy of drinking from the "Ambrossia." Others are meant to swallow whole, both body and soul, to feed the lake and the 13 rivers born from it. Upon making this lake, I named it after one of the Underworld rivers, the Styx. Some of my largest plants decided to sprout there, forever drinking from it and what remains of the husks of victims, naming these new plants Corpse Collect Mangroves, another fitting death for those that enter my realm without my blessing.
For now, that is all I'd create from the outside of my realm with the FAC. It is hellishly beautiful in my eyes. All the rest of my focus went to my castle and home I name "Castle Oblivion." Hey, KH made a cool castle and name, also it doesn't exist in this world so I can use it as I please. Aside from my Abyssal Watcher, capable of seeing all in my domain, I granted it other abilities. It immediately alerts me, and those serving me, of invasion. Getting a certain distance into my domain, the eye fires raw warp energy, disintegrating all hit by the beam. Aside from that, the many trails of Carnage, and being inspired by my future sister this time, Lust and Punishment await those that manage to enter the first of thirteen levels of my castle.
One of my thirteen levels would be dedicated to my future Greater Daemons and Princes; this level would be known as Infernum Sanctum. Another level is exclusive to my wives to reign beside me and even command my legions when I'm indisposed; I named this level the Blood Queens' Sanctum.
The 13th level is my throne/personal chamber designed to my desires. Said throne room serves as the main Grand Cathedral of the Fallen, connected to all my temples, both stylish and functional.
With this, my realm is complete, fully designed to drastically aid my legions while weakening and slaughtering my enemies. I then named my domain the Nethervoid for its daemonic beauty and never-ending expansion. When I was mortal, I never understood why the Chaos Gods didn't add more things to their own domain to aid them; they were too caught up in their Eternal Game, they never focused on improving. Well, I won't. Every time I can, I'll not only improve my realm but my force. Both the Materium and the Immaterium shall bow down to me, especially once I finish my God-weapons.
As I admired my work, Aillia informed me that I had achieved several quest completions. I told her I'd check them later. First, I told her to use my last Free Absolute Creations to make my weapons that would rival even my future brother Khorne's End of All Things. I need these weapons to not only be able to kill other gods but give my future siblings something to think about before challenging me.
"Of course, my Lord. I have to say your realm is daemonically magnificent," Aillia said to me. It was cute that my lovely advisor truly cared and was faithful to me, chuckling to myself as once again I used my Free Absolute Creations. Two shining balls of light floated before me, then swiftly once again entered my chest and read my mind and intentions to make all-powerful weapons worthy of me and to rival Khorne's own weapon.
As once again massive amounts of warp energy erupted from me, I felt the connection to my God-weapons as I designed and created them as I desired.
From the Chaos God's daemonic claw, he felt the massive power claw gauntlet, once again modeled after his old Daemon Prince miniature, dark purple in color, drastically larger and more powerful than his actual arm, as the claws were greater in size, length, and sharpness. For knuckles, golden encrusted skulls were placed with the mark of chaos edged on each skull.
Squeezing the daemonic gauntlet to get the feel, he added his former warband mark as his own sacred chaos mark on the back of his gauntlet: an arrow tip cross with a daemon head biting down on a core representing Carnage (the daemon), Punishment (the Cross), and the violet Core (the corruption from Lust). The power surging in his first weapon was godly as Chaos and his own essence surged through it. Naming it after his old miniature's own Power-Gauntlet, the Claw of Hades was made and bound to its one and only master.
Filled with joy and pride in his first God-weapon, he felt his other reaching its final stages of completion as, like his Claw of Hades, it too was bound to his very essence. Reaching out with his right hand, he felt the weapon manifesting in his grasp.
The second God-weapon was complete, appearing in his right hand as the Chaos God tightened his grip on its handle.
The weapon was colossal, a giant one-edged blade tripling his size on the blade alone. Said blade was black with his symbol marked at its exact center, surrounded by Chaos runes all emanating ruinous power in violet and black colors. A short crossguard followed by a shadow-made chain wrapping itself over its master's right arm, while the incredibly long handle was in his clawed grasp. It's perfect; this was the very sword he designed and made for his Daemon Prince a long time ago, only this sword is greatly different and power incarnate.
This sword he created with the last FAC has not only his own essence, the powers of chaos, and the warp flowing through it, but his own divinity of Darkness. This sword is Darkness itself made real, only his to wield. He named it Ragnarok, the Sword that Brings the End to the Gods.
The usage of his remaining Free Absolute Creations was worth it; these weapons are true Chaos Relics of Destruction and Power, his to use.
As I admired my weapons, truly worthy for a Chaos God, I heard Aillia speaking to him.
"Incredible, my Lord, these are true weapons of mass destruction."
Thanking Aillia for complimenting my work, she continued, telling him he had achieved completing more quests for creating not only his own Mark, but also discovering his sacred number and much more.
I realized that Aillia told him when he finished his realm, the Nethervoid, he completed some quests. It seems that my over-ambition, my knowledge of 40k lore, and experience as a fan and player of the tabletop games has aided in quickly finishing these quests.
Then I realized I haven't checked my stats yet or actually created something on my own, so I told Aillia I'd check them once I finally explore my domain, responding with a polite, "Of course, my Lord, I'll be here when you command," ending our conversation. Hee, who needs those Anime butlers when I have a cute advisor with reality-shattering capabilities? I swear I heard another cute squeak from Aillia. Hey, I might be one of the Dark Gods of this grimdark world, I'm still partially the human I once was and know what it's like to have a soul...and better treat my subordinates and creation hence I'll be greater and the most worshipped of the Chaos Gods.
Stretching my wings, banishing my sword, I flew down to my domain to have a personal view of my land, my Stigeon, my plants, temples, and lake before finally resting in my Castle.