Heka's story within Age of Dusk

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Heka's story within Age of Dusk

Postby helix123 » Thu Dec 31, 2015 10:04 am

I'm just writing on my story, and I'm starting with the ending of my story first before I continue anything else. I'd like to know your opinions on this one as this is not even edited. This is something that just came out of my mind when I was reading Lord Lucan's story on Age of Dusk.

// FINAL CHAPTER OF HEKA'S STORY WITHIN AGE OF DUSK //
Heka groaned and gasped, naked as a newborn babe. A cruel last dignity Ahriman had granted him, was to allow him to wear his undergarments. Utterly naked without his armour, he had been tortured, for about two years. Ahriman… his old friend, and now his greatest enemy. And yet despite being tortured many times, through many cruel methods Ahriman had employed to break his mind, he remained unbroken.

A fact that Heka noted the Mote of Deep Warp had protected him, and resisted being pulled away from him. Ahriman knew he could not force the loyalty of the seemingly sentient Mote, for killing him cause the Mote of Deep Warp flow away, out of his reach and that Mote, Ahriman knew, could accelerate his ascension into a new Chaos God, to further increase his power, yet he found it annoyingly difficult to even get a response from the Mote, save that it constantly healed Heka.

Not even threats about Crolomere’s safety could phase Heka. Heka loved her, like a daughter, but he did not allow Ahriman to use that love. Two years. Two long years, but to Heka, it felt like two centuries. Heka growled, as he remained alone in the dungeon. Alpha Legion taught him well to resist torture, during Great Crusade years, even sometime during the Age of Imperium of Man. Just a day ago, his mind had been a blur, as a result of drugs running through his system, but today, it was clear, thanks to the Mote, and his mutations that still existed within him from the Deep. Ahriman was unable to break him, his will, solidified long ago by Mote. Yet he could not see outside of this room with his Second Sight. He hated it. Anywhere but this room. He hated the fact his 12 ancient Rubricae was now being used as Ahriman’s guards. He hated the fact Ahriman managed to figure out the upgrades he gave to his Rubricae and now he spread the upgrades to all of his Rubric Marines, which was somehow the reason why Ahriman remained an Emperor of his Rubric Empire.

Ahriman… Heka went to fight him on Tallarn, sending the resurrected Ohthere Wyrdmake, Johan and Pyriel and the other Astartes (Of various commanderies) away to Imperium Pentus before he embarked on his voyage to Tallarn, making past other worlds of Thousand Emperors. They tried to dissuade him but Heka was resolute. He knew he had to slow Ahriman’s ascend or at least delay it long enough for someone else to stop him. It was impossible not to notice this in the Warp. Ahriman… Unlike Heka, as far as he knew, Heka remained mostly unchanged for many millennia, But Ahriman changed. So far different to a man he once knew. He was weeping then on that thought, as he groaned in the internal pain.

At once, he heard sounds. Sounds of battle going through the prison compound. Struggling, he was unable to see outside of the prison door, his eyes just recovering their full vision spotted the uniformed humans, obviously Imperial Guardsmen. Large numbers, and to his surprise, he saw Rubricae falling one by one, despite the great deaths among them. They were far away but were approaching the prison. Freedom was at hand. For him and others. Though he could not see much in this prison, so utterly dark for most parts. “For Revelation! Onwards!” These voices. For Revelation? He knew it then. Revelation was attacking this place. He smiled then.

He struggled, but the Red Sorcerer managed to amplify his voice as he shouted. “For the Host of Revelation! Come. Come to this priso-” He coughed, his voice was recovering still, after Ahriman had slashed his throat an hour before.

It was not long before the mortal warriors managed to make their way to the prison. Listening to their words, as they were priming a bomb on the door, that he had no doubt. The door blown open in seconds, and as one of the soldiers pressed the button, turning on the light, they were repulsed by what they saw. Dead bodies. Horribly tortured and mutilated bodies, “Wait! I can see the large man. Astartes by appearance!” “Free him!” They wasted no time as they moved around the room, checking for traps. None were found, and so they began to work on freeing him.

As the chains were removed from Heka’s neck and limbs, his mind expanded and the Red Sorcerer found he could employ his full powers once again. He sensed Crolomere moving in the large room above. “Easy! You’ve been here for how long?” “Two years..but I need to move. Now. Something is happening” Heka groaned as he collapsed on the floor, “Follow me” “But we need to get you to the medi-” “No time!” He stood up, and moved, and the human soldiers were unable to stop him but could only follow him. He did not bother taking an armour. No. He had to run. He ran fast. The soldiers only followed, and as they ran upstairs from the prison. To their amazement, the naked man fought off several powerful Psykers as they provided fire support, firing at the Psykers, as the Rubricae were stunned, but following deaths of psykers, they began to follow Heka’s mental command. Heka tore apart the attacking psykers as though as they were but meddling young apprentices that attempted to foolishly fight the ancient master of Warp.

The human soldiers were about to fire upon the Rubricae until they saw they were not firing at them, and realized the naked man was one of the Thousand Sons Sorcerers, but despite their suspicions, they decided to trust this ally, not knowing this was Heka, the ally of Revelation, but for unknown reasons, they could not figure why but they found him repulsive, not knowing it was the cause of Mote of Deep Warp even though it was purified.

In that instance, Heka felt Crolomere’s pain. It enraged him as he moved forward. The mortal soldiers moved a little bit further behind, feeling his rage, even at the great distance as they did not want to give him a reason to destroy them. He began his intonations as he marched forward, using the Rubric Marines to annihilate any nearby threats, as he gathered a growing force of Rubricae. They moved between rooms, rushing to get to the top, leaving mortal soldiers to wipe the remaining threats, like cultists. Heka had no time to eradicate them, only to get to his beloved adopted daughter.

To Heka’s surprise, he felt the mighty presence of Magnus. The Remnant of Magnus in him did not say anything, save that it mentioned it had foreseen this event a long time ago. As the Red Sorcerer and the Rubricae under his command almost reached to the top, Ahriman.. his presence shone brightly, blindingly brighter than before. He was becoming another Pantheon Slave of Deep Warp. A foolish plan to seek Godhood. Heka knew this. Ahriman had been fully corrupted by the Pantheons… A Pre-heresy Ahriman would not do this, Heka knew this. He felt the titanic duel, on the same scale as his previous duel. He felt the shifts of reality. Ideas thrown as weapons. Words. Chants. Hate. Anger. Sadness. All the raw emotions. In every plane, he felt a massive psychical hurricane rush through. Such might that even mightiest mountains could be cracked apart. Tallarn burnt, and like Magnus and Ahriman, he is a master of Warp now, but unlike them, Heka had refused godhood while Ahriman desired it so fervently, thus Ahriman was the more powerful.

As Heka reached to the top, he heard screams of Magnus. As he reached to the end of the stairs, he finally saw Magnus’ defeat, seeing the eye gripped by Ahriman. He saw unfamiliar Space Wolves, and other Astartes. He saw mortal warriors. Time seemed to slow down, yet Heka was not affected. Not so, since he sacrificed his place in Time itself long ago, but he was staggered, all the same as he felt rest of Magnus flee into Heka. But at the same time, Heka saw Ahriman turn into ashes. He heard Crolomere’s voice. The only thing he heard from Crolomere was “Not all, only you”

As the effects of Rubric reversal affected everyone, he saw the Rubric automata changing, becoming mortals once again, he felt souls’ elation for freedom, he felt the consciousness wake up once more in the former automata. Hope then rushed through him. Not so soon, as the former Rubricae returned to full consciousness, he felt their rage and anger, as they began to gun down the surviving psykers.

Heka smiled, for the first time in a long time, proud of her and, overjoyed at the resurrection. He felt his twelve Rubric Marines regain their mortality and free will. He felt another soul by Crolomere, and felt the death of the one, whom he presumed to be her partner, for he felt love before he died. He ran towards to Crolomere, and saw her, in the din of the battle, cradling a baby. A youngling. He looked at the dead man who helped her. He picked Crolomere, noting she wasn’t acknowledging him, but it didn’t matter, for the Webway Portal was open. He saw Sanguinor in his Second Sight, just speaking to Crolomere. He smiled then. The reversal of Rubricae would not have had threatened his life so much, but he was tortured for two years, his body still broken, and regenerating more slowly. It caused him pain in each step, even as he morphed slowly into Magnus the Red.

Heka sighed, as he cradled Crolomere, a woman he considered his daughter, despite her being far older than he. She seemingly fell away to sleep, as he walked into the Webway. Sanguinor smiled at Heka, as he slowly transformed into the Cyclopean Primarch. He was dying.

Following the Webway, Heka noted the psychic “breadcrumbs” were there. Leading him, as he moved, avoiding Draziin-Matons, Daemons and Angyls, and other prowling horrors in the Webway. He could defend himself, but Crolomere and her child? He couldn’t risk that. He shielded himself, and use his reserves to conceal himself.

Already familiar with Webway itself, it took Heka mere few days to get to the Timeless Chamber of Revelation, ensuring none followed him. Heka smiled, as his skin formed large cracks. Crolomere seemed to wake up slowly, she saw a different face, and felt the arms were much larger, yet she knew it was Heka by his unique psychic signature. She looked down on her babe and smiled. She thought of what to name him, but decided to wait until the correct time.

“Heka, are you okay? You seem different and your body feels so.. immensely damaged” “It is best you don’t know what causes me pain, Crol. I have been damaged. In fact, I am dying. But.. there are a few things I have to do, before I go” Heka smiled sadly. “I am sorry, Crol, but my time is almost done and I am a tired.. tired man.” Crolomere was saddened. Another death of her loved one. She couldn’t believe it, and she waited so long for Heka to come back after his missions, she even wanted to introduce him to Kage. This was not fair. She hated it, and began to weep “Please, Heka, please don’t go. Not again. I waited so long. This is not fair” “Life is not fair, but we do what we can, Crol. You have helped me so many times. Allow me to atleast return favour for the last time” Heka smiled as he spoke one word. The Mote of Deep Warp began to flow into the baby. Heka knew this is Revelation, for that baby held same psyker signature as Revelation himself as that enigmatic figure appeared to him for many years.

“I promise you this, Crol, though I will be but a memory to all, only you and my Primarch will always have piece of me.” He walked into the Timeless Chamber, where the warriors let him through, seeing Crolomere, with her baby. One by one, they knelt before the baby, the son of Crolomere. He continued walking towards through the rooms, to the Throne room. Thunder Warriors, Relictors, soldiers from the Golden Age and before. Sisterhood of Elusive Blades and many others. The dying Sorcerer finally went down on his knees, before Revelation’s Throne.

And then as Heka finshed his final chants, the Mote of Deep Warp, purified and cleansed, began to flow onto the child, alongside with his remaining energy. He fell on his knees, then laid Crolomere on the ground. He smiled, as his skin began to crack. With his final thoughts he shared with Crolomere“Thank you for being my adopted daughter, Crolomere. Thank you. If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have been able to cleanse this Mote. I would have turned into a Chaos Abomination without free will, into a slave of Deep Warp.” He wiped away her tears, and kissed her forehead.

Crolomere smiled sadly as she watched Heka’s body slowly reduce from Primarch-sized body into a human, a human he once was, before he ever became a member of Thousand Sons.. “Take care of her” as he touched the baby’s head “Take care of her. Do not abandon her like Emperor had. She is both our kin.” and then he looked to Crolomere “You have done much for us. I am grateful. Just remember, though Prospero had died long time ago, alongside the myself and Thousand Sons, we live through you. You make me proud, Crol.”

The red energy flew from Heka’s back, forming the body of Magnus the Red, just before he became a Daemon-Primarch. Magnus the Red woke up rather quickly, finding himself in his old body, just before he became a Daemon Primarch. He was surprised to have his eye back, the eye he gave to Tzeentch. The warriors in the Timeless Chamber immediately raised their weapons at Magnus the Red, aware of his reputation, and his actions. They did not trust him.

The Crimson King, at last being reunited with his Remnant, found himself free from the corruption, heard Heka communicating to the Primarch at the same time, as he recovered knowledge and memories of the Remnant of Magnus now in him “I have spent countless centuries. Long schemes. With my place in time sacrificed, I fought off the Abominable Lord of Deep Ones. You saw it. I worked long and hard, and now finally, I managed to deceive and trick Tzeentch himself. That feat was not easy to achieve. The Slave of Change no longer has power over you, my Primarch. You still have much to atone for. You failed us. You betrayed us when Wolves burnt Prospero. You never figured out until you became a Daemon Prince, because of your arrogance. I and your other sons investigated what happened, since Ark Reach Cluster, and what happened at the Council of Nikeae. We found out, and you dismissed our reports. You have much to atone for, Primarch Magnus. I worked long enough, and it took many of my years to free you from Tzeentch, and to ensure he cannot see you. Redeem us then, and we will consider it a repayment, Crimson King.”

The Crimson King was shocked, as he looked at his body. He looked around and saw only unfamiliar warriors, in a strange place. He was lost, but judging by the combined architecture of a human chamber, and the strange runic architecture, he was in the Webway. Immediately processing all the memories almost instantaneously as only a Primarch can, he simply nodded, as he stood over the now-human Heka.

Magnus knelt next to Heka, knowing Heka spoke true. He simply nodded “I will do what I can” He smiled sadly, knowing Heka had succeeded where he had failed. His ego broken, so heavily humbled after his defeat. He wondered now what he should do now, after being aware of what happened in the Materium almost immediately.

As Heka finally died, his body reduced into ashes, Time itself returned to Heka. Heka had a place in time, surprising the dying Red Sorcerer. For the first time in innumerable years, he was able to see the future. His last words, even as the remaining Mote of Deep Warp fought to keep him in one place. “I see it. I see it all. War. A war to end all wars. A scale is tipping. One way or another. It cannot end in mid-way. There will be no pause. Not even a single reprieve. Listen. Listen to the sounds. I hear it. To win, to lose. The Wolves shall howl in fury in the memory of Thousand Sons that now are dead.” He smiled “There will be no more Long Nights. No more. For the Wolf Time” Ohthere, standing next to Heka wept, unable to forgive himself for what happened in the Council. Would the Imperium of Man had lasted longer if they were more forgiving of psykers? This, he knew. This he decided then, to go to Leman Russ, unaware of Primarch of Space Wolves’ own guilt over the Fall of Prospero in thirty-first Millennium.

Crolomere held the baby, and held him lovingly, as she wept. Magnus quietly gathered every speck of Heka’s dust, and looked to a closest soldier. “Soldier, bring me two small bags.” The soldier did so, seeing Primarch was different now compared to before. He poured all the dust into two small bags, diving the dust equally. He put next to Crolomere, and kept a second bag for himself, to remind himself of his early follies, the cost of his hubris and to remember Heka’s sacrifice. Both Crolomere and Magnus knew Heka was completely at peace, in harmony with himself. His soul went beyond even Warp itself. Not even Deep Warp could ever reach to get him. Magnus looked to the baby and immediately understood this was the Revelation. Already, he knew the baby is beyond a Primarch and would grow quickly. He now understood what Heka had wrought, feeling the purified uncorrupted Mote of Deep Warp within the baby. Magnus despaired, noting the last member of Thousand Sons lay in ashes before him. He then resolved that he would follow up his promises, just as he thought to see Primarch Vulkan and his Imperium. And to redeem himself. He now had a long road to walk, for to be a Primarch without his Legion was a daunting enough. But for now, Magnus was content with the fact that Heka managed to prevent himself from turning into a Chaos God, but he remembered Heka's unsettling earlier warnings before he left for Tallarn two years ago "No matter what, that monster in Deep Warp will get what it wants. Another Chaos God. It will not matter, what I am doing is simply delaying it. It is cunning, and it will still get a Chaos God from my actions."


Thoughts, anyone?
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Re: Heka's story within Age of Dusk

Postby Sumeragi Atsukuni » Wed Apr 20, 2016 10:49 am

I am not called anyone, but I have a lot of thoughts to share. Be gratefull (ie. answer so that I won't have the impression of loosing my time).


Honnestly, I was troubled by the abrupt end of the original 60k so I came here to seek MOAR. And it is strange. Because... I don't remember it having spoke of what you describe in this text. Is it endorsed by Lord Lucan ? If it is, I am grateful so that I can know what happened next.



Heka groaned and gasped, naked as a newborn babe. A cruel last dignity Ahriman had granted him, was to allow him to wear his undergarments. Utterly naked without his armour, he had been tortured, for about two years. Ahriman… his old friend, and now his greatest enemy.


What a dick. Unsurprsingly, considering Ahriman in the fat guys edition of Thousand Sons' codex, is a lvl 4 Divination specialist. Quite like a certain dick.



Ahriman knew, could accelerate his ascension into a new Chaos God, to further increase his power, yet he found it annoyingly difficult to even get a response from the Mote, save that it constantly healed Heka.


I say this just in case you BL reading guys don't know, but, according to the rulling decrees of the Grey Knights Warpology, a mortal (or a daemon, for that matter) CAN NOT become a Warp God.
Impossible.
Definitely.
Completely.
Utterly.
Impossibe.
So, it's okay if Ahriman think / believe he can become a god. But know he just can't. It's like... fuck... it's like reasoning you might become Gaia by dying and having your corpse absorbed by the Earth's ecosystem. It's so nonsensical I want to slap/burn/excomunicate traitoris those friggin canon writters for their ignorance of the Fluff. And not just them. WTF Ahriman and Magnus are supposed to have read a fuck ton of books on chaos lore and Warpology, and they don't seems to know the basics ! In fact, it seems like under the pen of modern writters, they don't even know the real names of the Chaos gods ! ><"


Not even threats about Crolomere’s safety could phase Heka. Heka loved her, like a daughter, but he did not allow Ahriman to use that love.


Is she not far older than him ? I don't know the character of Heka, yet, so I wonder what logic is their in considering like your child someone who may be 30 thousand years older than you or something. Though, Crolomere is a fool obsessed by the false god of "love". So of course, they can be posthumanly unreasonable together. After all, the initial version of the "Senseï" were quite SW & hippie like.



Ahriman… Unlike Heka, as far as he knew, Heka remained mostly unchanged for many millennia, But Ahriman changed. So far different to a man he once knew. He was weeping then on that thought, as he groaned in the internal pain.


According to Lord Lucan's depiction, Ahriman is quite sexy without his armour.

...

What ? You asked for "thoughts". ^^'





To Heka’s surprise, he felt the mighty presence of Magnus. The Remnant of Magnus in him did not say anything, save that it mentioned it had foreseen this event a long time ago. As the Red Sorcerer and the Rubricae under his command almost reached to the top, Ahriman.. his presence shone brightly, blindingly brighter than before. He was becoming another Pantheon Slave of Deep Warp. A foolish plan to seek Godhood. Heka knew this. Ahriman had been fully corrupted by the Pantheons… A Pre-heresy Ahriman would not do this, Heka knew this. He felt the titanic duel, on the same scale as his previous duel.
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According to the Old Fluff (a.k.a. The One True Fluff) this Deep Warp notion is rubish. According to Warpology... it's a bit more complicated it is but not entirely, their is a possibility for that "Deep Warp" described by Lord Lucan to exist (I mean, not to exist in the Materium, but to exist "scientifically" speaking, where "science" refers to Warpology, who is of course science fiction... anyway...).

The gods are psychic constructs and myths based. All of them have an alignment. Existing alignments are : Neutral, Chaos, Order and "Harmony". In the 40k setting, Neutral & Chaos are mostly predominent, that is why official writters are so confused (yeah, I mean those outside the Setting, who have a job at BL or GW : they are fucking idiots) and repeat everywhere Warp = Chaos. This is utter rubbish. Quite like saying a country is equal and impossible to diferentiate to all it's geographical components (exemple : USA = American continent) ; or to pretend that "blue" is the (one and only) color of the sky.

Compared to a Senate & cie, Chaos is like far left wing. Order is like far right wing. Order gods are Arianka, Solkan and Alluminas, and the Star-Father who seems to have all their characteristics in Lord Lucan's cosmogony (which is all good and well). And Neutral is the none-political people who are just not really interested, or barely, giving away some attention from time to time but are mostly not interested by knowing how things work, and discharge all their responsability and burden on those same politicians they loath. In brief, Neutral is the alignment by default of humans, equilibrium between Order and Chaos ; but who have in fact thoughts and emotions on both sides of them. Indeed, it is not true neutrality.

And then, their is the "True Neutral" who don't have chaotic thoughts and emotions... such as stones, plants and suns' spirits. Unlike average neutrality obtained through balancing chaos and order, "True Neutral" don't give a fuck : it never considered good and evil in the first place, and it doesn't feed any of them insie the Warp.

Harmony... ?

It is beyond that.

The "Harmony" alignment means you have an harmonious relationship with the Warp, with both the Materium and the Immaterium... it means you lead an existence in Osmose with the Cosmos. That is the alignment of the old Shamans, of the Senseï, of the Old Ones and of the Emperor prior to expell the Star Child from his immense Soul (the Star Child contained most of what "people" (those with few philosophical knowledge and poor metaphysical and mystical understanding) associate with "humanity", such as compassion and love, who are actually the same thing (hence, the Dalaï-Lama said "we are all religions of love" which is not true, in fact, but that's not the point)). And it also means stones, plants, suns, planets... in fact align with Harmony. They exist in an all encompassing Cosmic Danse of magnificent Majesty... and they are entirely okay with it.

And so, consider Alignment as shades of the Warp. Their is no place in that for the Draziin-Maton and Deep Warp insanity ! Without the alignments, the Warp is simply Neutral, and only "True Neutral". It is "Quiet" as says the fluff of Qah. But because it's Neutral and their is only place for Neutral, it is in fact over-favourising the Alignment of "Harmony" : plants, stones, planets, suns, primitive organisms and animals... cosmic winds & curtains... Nature itself.

And that's a short explanation of why the Deep Warp stuff is just ridiculous.

And beside, the major gods would be more powerfuller than it, able to controll it's curtains with raw energy. Like, you know, when a super rich idiot throw money at something and decide that if it doesn't work, that's because he doesn't throw enough money in it. The Chaos Gods know they can do anything with "money" and their money is the psychic energy they and their demons are made of. And because of the Horus Heresy AND Horus' defeat, they have a shit ton of it, that will allow them to continue exist and prosper for a verry long time even if humans disappear.



“I see it. I see it all. War. A war to end all wars.


As I said, they can be stupid hippie together. "A war to end all wars" that's the typical lie the pseudo sages uses to lure commoners into waging war in their steads for the sake of money, benefit who in truth, benefit only themselves, who trade weapons, ressources and human blood.

Superior Wisdom is not accessible to these... petty beings.

Behold what I previously said about the Neutral & Harmony alignments of the Warp. And consider this. If you are reincarnated, if you are one with Nature, with the Warp... does war matters ? Modern atheists are so ignorants of the dying religion's precept and mysticism, they wonder "how can a God allegedly all powerfull, all-wise and supremely good... be so cruel that he will nail his son to a cross in order for others to be absolved from their sins ?" Does it matter ? Pain is illusion. The self is illusion. Death is illusion. Christ reborn, death he then vanquished. The same goes for the Shamans and the Old Ones and the Slann. They don't really die. They reincarnate. They lived in harmony with Nature and received a lot of benefits from it... such as Immortality and perils-less psychic powers. The Slann fight for pleasure, they die in combat thinking it is their destiny... because they are supposed to reincarnate and are beyond the illusions of the ego and the flesh.

As long as it doesn't endanger the environment, does it matter ? Does somthing like war matters ?

Behold. In truth, Nature is war personified. Trees claws the soil with their roots. Rivers cut the earth and strugle against the great see, that absorb them while they fight with each other, devour each other... the river absorbed, heat makes the sea evaporate and join the sky, who then loose "fat" under the guise of rain drops. Beyond that, strife continues everywhere : above, humans ; below, lava and stratas.

War is inside the planet. But it is also outside of it. What about galaxy colliding with each others ? It is said this happen from times to times.

War is everywhere.

The problem is not "War". The problem is petty humans poor understanding of the Real : Avidya coupled with Weakness.

According to the SCIENTIFIC rules of Warpology, gods are not necessarily (and in fact, not at all in 99.99% of the cases) wiser than your average human. Meaning, I am far wiser than Khorne flakes, that prick, dirty old fat guy, shemale junky, Solkan and Arianka. And since it is so, I am right, and I should decide our goals ; not some utopist imbecile that will trap Mankind in some nonsensical warp fuckery or Orwellian nightmare ; and certainly not some ignorant politician.

Or so I would say to Heka. While striking him Cartman style "RESPECT MY AUTHORITY !!!!" B|






Crolomere held the baby, and held him lovingly, as she wept. Magnus quietly gathered every speck of Heka’s dust, and looked to a closest soldier. “Soldier, bring me two small bags.”



Come on ! It's Magnus. He should have NO TROUBLE ding so by using telekinesy. Doesn't need to ask for help. Now, it seems as if he is doing it with his hand or some broom, or even his fucking great ginger mane. Please, the Nexus doesn't scare me, but this shit does. Change it ! Change it now !! XD




Both Crolomere and Magnus knew Heka was completely at peace, in harmony with himself. His soul went beyond even Warp itself.


Not possible. Unless you are confusing the Warp (encompassing all the alignment) with Chaos (which is nothing but an alignment of the Warp). And don't argue, please, this is basic Warpology who started to be inscribed in the Canon even before Warhammer came into existence inside Mr Priestley's mind. No. Even before Warhammer Fantasy itself. Even before GW was something. It started with other authors. No... in fact, mythically speaking, it started in forgotten ages past. Since the concept of Cosmic Life I have wrotte about here is not Science Fiction. And also, Warhammer reproducing a lot of real History, it submit to a lot of myths ancients and moderns. So, as I said, in countless eons past.



Already, he knew the baby is beyond a Primarch and would grow quickly. He now understood what Heka had wrought, feeling the purified uncorrupted Mote of Deep Warp within the baby.


According to Warpology, it is not impossible. But according to the Fluff, it is not what would happen. The Primarchs grew and developped verry quickly. But... the New-Man created by the collective might and wisdom of the Shamans was a normal man, biologically speaking, altough he could naturally channel the Primordial Warp without problem. This is what grant the Senseï their powers of immortality, regeneration and +1D6 Strenght whenever they strike something.

Now, read closely.

Human growth and developpment toward adulthood is closely related to endocrinology. Meaning, Numen would not be verry usefull until he becomes a young adult, in something like 17 to 19 years (until then, he will be prayed upon by Assholetep... :p). In the "If the Emperor had a text to speech device", the New-Man have his powers quite late after becoming an adult. In the Old Fluff, his memories of previous lives returned slowly, and his early personality took maybe a century to form (the time he discover he is not growing old and that he is actually biologically immortal, then he discovers "The Walk Into the Warp" meaning his harmony with the Immaterium and the Cosmos, with The Real) until then, he was probably an handsomely muscle-bound asshole (though, probably not in his childhood, he was probably verry cute and sweet).


Sigh... this was a long comment. Even if you don't like it, I hope you won't go calling me troll or something (the Chinese army's troll brigade is propbably not interested in 40k fanfics anyway).
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Re: Heka's story within Age of Dusk

Postby helix123 » Sun Apr 24, 2016 9:26 am

Man, you really do need to restructure your comments a bit so it's a little easier for me to read, lol. I was a little tired and I asked LordLucan before posting the ending of my story to that dude. All LL said was "I like it. It's good to get multiple POVs and low level POVs on things." So... yeah. I've been hoping but you're the only dude on this site that helped. You ain't a troll, mate. I like seeing what others think.

The only reason is that I've had Magnus manually collect all that stuff was because he felt like it. He's getting used to his old body. I'm just thinking he's getting used to being in his old body.

As for Ahriman's body... I did ask for thoughts and you provided one. What's so different about that?

And I'm still working on Heka's story. I'd say more. but.. I'm a bit tired and my mind can't function this well after a long ass day today.

I'm still working on several versions of the ending right now. Have been since last year.
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Re: Heka's story within Age of Dusk

Postby Sumeragi Atsukuni » Wed Apr 27, 2016 8:58 pm

Sorry, no can do. Usually, I try to writte comments during my reading. But I'm a busy person, I have few time to re-read stuff, when I should work on more... pressing matters... that I am trying to avoid for many reasons, but that I should not. And now, I am writting comments while reading the Eridani Records... if you have trouble reading this because it's not well ordained enough, then, it will be a nightmare for Sardaukar. Because I sure as hell didn't bothered put anything to show pages or chapters. :lol:


Pray for his soul, battle brother.


He will need it.


Seriously. :twisted:


As for Magnus, I understand now that you say it, but you should put it into the narrative, that it is how Magnus feels, that he is acting humble by doing it with his hand and how grand it is from Him, a Primarch, the farthest being from a mere mortal that exist. And don't forget... the best way to overcome uneasiness in writting, it is just to writte about why you feel uneasy, what is blocking you, then the psychological shit that obstruct you will be removed, and you just need to use the élan to writte what you wanted to. ;)
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Re: Heka's story within Age of Dusk

Postby helix123 » Thu May 05, 2016 1:25 am

Thanks man. I'm using google docs to write up the Emperor's Thousandth Son story. Still work in progress. I've had some chapters up in the fanfiction.net to see if anyone could help me fix up things. Just trying to make sure I can write a good story for that one.

Still working on Magnus' part in the ending of Heka's story.

I ain't gonna continue story for Magnus the Red after Heka's death anyway. Someone else can continue it. Would be surprised if LL decided to pick up on Magnus' part, given he's no longer a Daemon-Primarch. He's just a Primarch without a Legion now, after death of Thousand Sons.
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