Kalkyr Fortress MonasteryIn the vast jungle environments of the Holy Imperium there could be nothing seen for miles, the only thing that would possibly stand out would be the incredibly tall peaks of the immortal mountain, the home of Underholm, the strongest military fortress to date. Time had been lost to any warrior and citizen of the Holy Imperium, it'd been a long time since the Ta'hamurg had fought them at the frontlines, and through honorable deeds and superior military skill they'd held the frontlines stagnant, non-moving, if not pushed back at times. The deeds of military feat during these days were still not even close to the times where the first god walked this earth, the son of the all creator.
However, in this open plane there's three long lines of black dots, due to the distance one would not be able to identify what was happening. Infront of these lines were a magnificent fortress, however it screamed of religious devotion, a fortress made for praying? Madness.. right? Not neccesarily, the way of praying and offering was through war, offering the blood of ones enemies to Ulmag, the all forger would satisfy him and the soldiers, the superior armour and weapons that Ulmag had gifted them with would be on a different league then most, thanks to fighting head to head with the Ta'hamurg the arts of tactics from such times have been told since long, and due to succesfully staying in the battle and not being consumed, they have become quite the military force, now adays the military is not very different in tradition nor coordination, however tactics and armour has continued to advance.
If we go up to the three lines of black dots thing's would start to happen, once we enter a good enough distance colors start to show themselves, identifying the figures as human, however there was yet a black figure standing tall above all, on his shoulder sat some kind of winged beast. Now we're above them, a seemingly endless row of soldiers, divided into three different lines, all lines were an army, or a legion. The figure at the front was covered in golden plated armour, his height would dwarf even the tallest of humans in the world, slung over his shoulder was a hammer carved out of the strongest metals and made into a figure much resembling a twin-headed eagle, two wings and two heads. The bird like animal on his shoulder burst up into the sky, it was, yet again, a twin-headed eagle, however now it was alive, it's eyes were red as blood and it's scream roared the entire area, it shoots up into the sky and dissapears as it's wings carry it beyond any normal speed.
Now the golden clad figure at the front of the three rows swung his hammer into his two hands, grabbing onto it with ease, however it appeared as if it would weight far above that of any normal weapon. The red cape of which was on his back concealed most of his left arm behind the shadows of the red cloth. Suddenly he rose the hammer above his head and as far as his arm reach could let him, mid extension the hammert suddenly burst into flames, however the hammer was still untouched. ''Ulmag! Hear my vow for thee! Through death I serve you, through darkness find you, through life I act as a vessel of your will. Therefor bring me victory so that I may do it again! Death for the loyal! Surrender your unloyalty and face execution. May he bring judgement and truth, and may we be his angels!
His Death Bringers!'' The man shouted, behind him was a seperate row, a fourty long and two deep long row of elite soldiers, the Heavenly Guard. A military force known even across the other side of the world, far beyond the borders of the realm.
Infront of them, only about 50 meters was the Fortress Monastery, at the top walls were loyalist forcess, the Divine Order, soon a figure emerged behind the concealments of the grand walls of which protected the monastery from both sand and the enemy itself. ''I will not tollerate your besiegement of holy symbols, Caius!'' The voice echoed for long, it was a man well known as the truthsee-er, the path Maker. Cartlagir stood proudly in his rather light heavy armour, his loyal blue cloak surrounding most of his body below the neck and leaving only a little area of the front to be visible. ''Cartlagir! I would expect the unloyal traitor god would worry and send you here as a resolve!
Well then, what did your visions tell you?!'' The golden figure screamed back, lowering the hammer and placing it back into the confines of his two hands, yet again, unknowingly, however, he was making a signal for the special, unique rifle company to slowly, and unknowingly get into firing positions. ''
The God Emperor sent me here at a try for dimplomacy! War has plagued us for far too long! It even brough with it the
Wrath of Ulmag!'' Cartlagir shouted, desperately trying to achieve diplomacy against this Lord of War, this Figure of Domination which stood before him. ''
Peace? Hah! You're simply hiding your fact's, you recieved visions of your kingdoms downfall, and your refusing of giving me the truth, because you know that the truth is my servant!
Not even your daughter could bring me over! How could you?!'' Caius replied, in his hand a golden chain, at it's end was a collar put around the throat of a beautiful woman. ''
Amethyst!'' The scream of horror made even the girl cry as she knew, from previous attempts that attempting to fight back would end up with something worse then death.
''You
Devil! How dare you call yourself the true ruler of this nation?! Ulmag would not possibly see any purpose in you! How could he have created such a monster?
He couldn't! You're a devil, you don't follow the rules applied by the all forger!'' Caius smiled, his golden eyes shined brighter then the sun in this weather, and out of nowhere the eagle landed yet again, on the right shoulder pad. It's two heads acted independently but yet with harmony, it didn't look out of place, instead it was incredibly normal, it spread it's wings, spanning at an incredible two meter at each side, combining into four meters together. ''
Ulmag is with me. The eyes of the creator is the eyes of this beautiful predator. We were forged in the Forgeries of War, our entire civilization revolves around warfare and yet this taint of a leader declare that peace should be brought to our lands and that the greatest warriors of the world should simply..
Go back to whence we came from? He is 72 seasons old, does he know of the horrors of war?'' Cartlagir was furious, almost in tears at the sight of his enchained daughter, the pride and reason of his life. ''
We need to remove war for the sake of reason, if there is no war there will be no horrors to fight! Everyone will be brough together and out realm will be peaceful, ally with others and trade, our civilization will strive!'' Yet in tears of fury he tried to remain calm, collected and analytical, his tone did not show it, but his eyes did.
''No.'' Caius screamed in defiance. ''A Warrior, a soldier whom has experienced war knows. He will know that the horror is mental, ever present, it won't dissapear nor flee. Peace of mind is a nightmare, sleep is a terror unlike any other and simply seeing the faces of dead whom you've slayed has caused even me to loose faith in myself!'' He yelled, raising the chain into the air and forcing the princess on her feet. ''Warriors know. War is the only peace whom we recieve, an endless war is an endless peace, a quick war is a quick peace!'' He looked at the girl, her face was red due to her being almost naked infront of atleast twenty thousand soldiers, or actually, most likely because her father is looking at her in such a embarrasing situation.''
Can you possibly stand infront of eight legions, the surviving 7% of the once ,million large pride, can you imagine standing infront of them and suddenly saying the following: In the name of our God Emperor we now embrace eternal peace, at the cost of over 7% of the population, a 100% of the once prideful militaries sanity. Would you dare humiliate and disgrace entire quad-cycles worth of warriors?''''I don't care... As long as I have my daughter in my embrace I will do anything!'' Cartlagir pleaded, the soldiers behind him looked at the man in both surprise and disgust. Putting anything above the service of the God Emperor was traitorous, and the greatest tactician of all and the chosen man of Ulmag of all people. However this was an exception, the capabilities of a god was in works, a God of War. Caius was no common god, his capabilities to persuade and terrify were greatly archived. ''Don't listen to him, mi'lord...'' whispered a guard of the fortress monastery, however Cartlagir was lost to it, his daughter, loved secound only to the emperor in public and far beyond the emperor in private, he loved her beyond any other and in the hands of the unpredictable God of War anything could happen, a lot of them which Cartlagir didn't enjoy, he was getting constant vision of what could possibly happen, through the use of his magica he can see visions and at the sacrifise of servants of his order even converse with Ulmag.
Caius extended the arm which held the golden chain forwards, after a heart-skipping second he released the chain, making it fall to the sand and Amatheyst quickly burst into a run for the gates, without a question Cartlagir demanded the opening of the gates, not only that but Cartlagir ran down the staircase to greet his daughter, finally at the gate he could not even wait, he ran out of the monasteries confines and as he came to hug her the crying sound of a small explossion coming out of a rifle sounded the skies. Caius smiled and turned around walking back ground the central legion line. Cartlagir was suddenly pierced with pain and his daughter, well she acted as the dampener for the rifle round. ''
Noo!-'' Screamed Cartlagir as he fell to the ground, infront of him he could see the lifeless face of his daughter and at the edge of his vision he saw the Heavenly Guard walk around him, suddenly, as he was lifted off the ground the pain became unbearable and he fell unconcious. The soldiers of the central legion fired their rifle companies, sniping off the men on the wall, it became a slaughter without the command of a unified leader, only a single company perished on the Mortuus Aquilas side, the true people of the Imperium's realm.
Divine Citadel - Mortan''Mortus, dread hath taketh thee divine. Man of War, God of War, he hath conquered, once more.'' Spoke the God Emperor from his enourmous golden throne. ''My lord, I must apologyze, because what you speak of is entirely right. Cartlagir has been taken and the God of War has demolished yet another temple made in your honor. He is targeting your most holy structures, it won't be long untill he appear here, at the foot of the most holy icon of all, your living body, your essence.' The God Emperor looked around his hall, but finally ended up placing his eyes at the bowing champion clad in the strongest armor on the side of the Divine Order. ''
Well then, let him taketh me...''
- The rebellion is raging into it's climax.
- In an open area in the vast jungle there is a fortress monastery, it now act's as the battlezone.
- The Demigod Caius is leading the Mortuus Aquila army in person, his three legions behind him in the siege of this holy icon.
- Cartlagir is the Divine Order commander opposing Caius in this battle.
- Caius captured Cartlagir's daughter Amethyst.
- Caius kills Amethyst just before her reunion with her father and Cartlagir screams out as he was pierced by the bullet that killed his daughter.
- The Heavenly Guard takes Cartlagir under command of Caius.
- In the capital the God Emperor joined by his Champion discuss the matter of Cartlagir as if the God Emperor knows it instantly just as it happened, and so does apparently the champion aswell.