Asdrubael Victor, the Supreme Overlord of the Dark City Commorragh, leader of the Obsidian Syndicate, is renowned as the Drukhari / Dark Aeldari's supreme pimp and the most malevolent prankster in the galaxy.
He, Tzeentch, and Trazyn are collectively known as the 'Three Annoying Deities,' and his infamy is such that even the Chaos Gods dare not provoke him.
Victor's life is filled with malice and mockery. He dedicates most of his day to meticulously planning how to ruin other people's lives, and his only reason for doing so is sheer boredom.
As the galaxy's top 'prankster,' Victor doesn't just entertain himself; he is the kind of being who torments others' minds with artistic flair.
He would assign a child full of dreams a mountain of winter holiday homework, watch him toil for months, and then burn all the assignments to ashes the day before school resumed.
Sitting on a luxurious sofa, he would enjoy the service of beautiful women while calling the child's teacher, saying with a smile, "Oh, it seems he didn't do his winter holiday homework."
Then he would burst into laughter and hang up, reveling in the painful vibrations of the child's soul as he cried out.
Not only that, Victor is also a true elder. He was already active in the most glorious palaces of the Aeldari Empire even before its fall.
Now, he has roamed the galaxy for over twenty thousand years, a being so ancient that even Slaanesh himself would respectfully call him "Elder Brother."
Although Victor now stands at the pinnacle of the Dark City, his early life was humble and tragic. He recalls that in his youth, he was merely a slave in Commorragh, constantly on the brink of death, forced to await the blade of fate on a sacrificial altar.
But the turning point of fate always arrives at the most unpredictable moments. Just as the blade was about to slice his neck, Slaanesh was born. The arrival of this Chaos God brought about the end of Aeldari civilization, and the sacrificial priests holding the blades instantly lost their souls.
As for the young slave, who had not yet been completely corrupted by indulgence and pleasure, he narrowly escaped death, his soul not seized by the Chaos God.
The scene before him was a ruin of the apocalypse: the Aeldari Empire collapsed, and Commorragh was swallowed by endless darkness. And this young slave, who had escaped from the brink of death, could only struggle to survive in the desperate dark alleys.
He witnessed firsthand the birth of a new god and the destruction of the old world, and he also absorbed the wisdom of survival and infinite malice from the cracks of darkness.
"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger." Victor, through his own efforts, climbed to the peak of Commorragh, transforming from a destitute slave to the ruler of the Dark City. Now, his ruthlessness and cunning have become well-known legends among countless Aeldari.
Victor was lazily soaking in a luxurious bathtub, surrounded by a languid atmosphere. A tray filled with exotic fruits and fine wine floated on the water's surface, and beside him, two beautiful Tau girls, abducted from the Tau Empire, were meticulously massaging his shoulders and back.
As the Supreme Overlord of Commorragh, his life was filled with luxury and malice, but Victor believed it was all well-deserved.
He closed his eyes, preparing to rest in this relaxed atmosphere, but was interrupted by a jarring ring. Frowning, he picked up the phone, carved from human bones, and held the bone-hand-shaped receiver to his ear.
"Hello? You'd better say something useful, or I'll cut out your tongue." His tone was languid with a hint of threat, clearly not interested in the caller's business.
A cautious voice came from the other end of the line:
"Mr. Victor, we just saw new guests entering Lady Malys's mansion..."
Hearing that name, Victor's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly. His relationship with his ex-wife, Malys, could be summarized as: "Killing each other when they meet, missing each other when they're apart."
However, this news didn't concern Victor. He waved his hand, responding lazily:
"Her? Different people come and go from her place every day. Do you think I'd be interested?"
He was about to hang up, but the other party eagerly added:
"No, no, no! This time is different, it's humans! A human man, and a Great Daemon of the Warp from the Imperium of Man, and an Inquisitor... Oh, and an Aeldari girl from an Ark."
"Humans?"
Victor's interest was immediately piqued. He leaned against the edge of the tub, thought for a moment, and his tone gained a hint of curiosity and playfulness.
"Malys has changed her taste? Interesting..."
He hung up the phone, a cold smile playing on his lips. He hadn't figured out what Malys was up to, but he knew that such things would inevitably involve "fun." He suddenly reached out and pushed the head of one of the Tau girls beside him into the water.
"Ah... now I'm a bit heated."
...Malys's Mansion.
Eliette opened her eyes from the bed, still half-asleep. She felt this was the best sleep she had ever had since birth... and then.
"Eh? Where am I?"
She looked at the unfamiliar room and bed; this wasn't her guest room... She sniffed; the sheets still carried the scent of her and Li Feng's sweat... and some "protein scent."
Then memories flooded her mind like a tide... "I..." Eliette instantly sprang from the bed, quickly put on her clothes, and rushed out. Meanwhile, in the dining room, Li Feng, Celestine, Grefax, and Malys sat at the dining table.
Lady Malys saw Eliette rush in in a panic, and she smiled faintly, holding her teacup... Eliette rushed in frantically, her face full of shame and embarrassment. Her appearance drew everyone's gaze, and Malys glanced at her, smiling even more meaningfully.
"Youth is truly wonderful... However, remember to be more careful in the future; your voices were so loud, I was almost too embarrassed myself."
These words were like a dagger, directly piercing Eliette's self-esteem. Her face flushed crimson to her ears, while Li Feng sat at the table, quietly drinking tea, pretending not to hear anything.
Celestine looked awkward, silently fiddling with the holy symbol in her hand, trying to hide her discomfort. As for Grefax, she simply rolled her eyes, seemingly unwilling to get involved in this ridiculous scene.
On the other side, Victor, who had just received the news, had already begun to act. He rose from the bathtub, casually grabbed a black silk robe and draped it over himself, then stood before a gigantic floor-length mirror, revealing a meaningful smile.
"Humans... and a little Aeldari girl from an Ark... Heh heh, Malys, this game looks like it's going to be very interesting."
He turned and instructed his attendant:
"Prepare the conveyance; I want to go see for myself... How can I miss this show?"
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