@True Creator
Munich, Germany
The time was at hand. Soon the forgotten children of Nod would be returned to a shepherd of Kane. upon contacting LEGION, Isaac had explained his predicament, and that it stood as an opportunity for Nod to reap the benefits of Tiberium once more. So, the Marked of Kane would rise, free the most extreme of those loyal to nod, as well as their engineers and sabotours. Meanwhile he would preach to the average man, bringing hundreds of millions of Nod followers with him back to this world. However, he would require more than just words, he would require force. An ally, so to speak.
So, he had made his way, his EVR and datapad in tow (LEGION was more than capable of using the Scrin tower to trace the origin of Isaac's own signal), towards the only entity he had met that was at least somewhat civil, despite its horrific apperance. The journey had taken less than half an hour by car, soon he found himself once more within the domain of the daemon prince. It appeared to him that the cultists had taken to fortifying the city, mainly the building the Prince of the Warp had taken as his 'palace'. Again the confessor stood before the daemon, proud as a man who has the will and faith to stare down such horrors.
"Prince of the Warp, I apologize for another intrusion, but I have an offer to make towards you. I seek alliance so that I might spread my Brotherhood across this land, and rescue those souls left behind in the land of ignorance. Aid me with your forces, and I promise to grant you your own lands free of the Brotherhood's law. The exact terms we might negotiate further, but what say you daemon?"
Munich, Germany
The time was at hand. Soon the forgotten children of Nod would be returned to a shepherd of Kane. upon contacting LEGION, Isaac had explained his predicament, and that it stood as an opportunity for Nod to reap the benefits of Tiberium once more. So, the Marked of Kane would rise, free the most extreme of those loyal to nod, as well as their engineers and sabotours. Meanwhile he would preach to the average man, bringing hundreds of millions of Nod followers with him back to this world. However, he would require more than just words, he would require force. An ally, so to speak.
So, he had made his way, his EVR and datapad in tow (LEGION was more than capable of using the Scrin tower to trace the origin of Isaac's own signal), towards the only entity he had met that was at least somewhat civil, despite its horrific apperance. The journey had taken less than half an hour by car, soon he found himself once more within the domain of the daemon prince. It appeared to him that the cultists had taken to fortifying the city, mainly the building the Prince of the Warp had taken as his 'palace'. Again the confessor stood before the daemon, proud as a man who has the will and faith to stare down such horrors.
"Prince of the Warp, I apologize for another intrusion, but I have an offer to make towards you. I seek alliance so that I might spread my Brotherhood across this land, and rescue those souls left behind in the land of ignorance. Aid me with your forces, and I promise to grant you your own lands free of the Brotherhood's law. The exact terms we might negotiate further, but what say you daemon?"