Rebirth in the Primordial Insects

Twenty Primarchs of the Warhammer Emperor

Night Lords - The Night Lords Chaos Space Marine Legion

A person lives up to his name.

The Night Lords Chapter always belongs to the endless darkness and the void where no daylight can be seen.

Even from their origins, the Black Seed of Rebellion gave them, through their Primarch, an insatiable appetite for violence and destruction.

Although they had fought a strong and unyielding holy war in the name of the Emperor, the Night Lords were still one of the first warbands to fall into darkness, and spread pain and fear like seeds to countless empires. world and planet.

And their strong origins.

It is, through a chronicle compiled by a heretic simply named Dark, that records the life of the Night Lord's Primarch.

Connor's earliest memory image is of being in a ball of light accompanied by an explosion, landing from heaven on the planet shrouded in night - Nast Mother.

His embryo penetrated the thick atmosphere and slammed deep into the earth's surface until it almost hit the liquid core.

This ominous landing brought two gifts to his new home -.

One piece was in the dark, on the hard surface of the Sturm, with obvious impact marks.

The other thing is the birth of this genetic prototype with supernatural powers and multiple personalities.

The crater that appeared due to his birth penetrated so deeply into the ground that later generations repeatedly evaluated his arrival with fear. Theoretically, in order for Kurtz to return to the surface, he must pass through molten iron and countless jets. A volcanic crater filled with deadly gases.

...a child-like creature crawled silently and slowly from the hole to the dilapidated street. The heat of evaporated molten iron was still exuding on one side, while the filthy molten iron that had not evaporated slowly flowed from his limbs to the ground. This He is simply a devil. Although he still has a baby-like body, he has an aging face and a pair of cold eyes as black as obsidian.

Due to severe atmospheric pollution on Nast's home planet.

There is not much difference between noon and midnight on this planet.

Wrapped in an atmosphere of endless darkness, the planet is forever sealed in dark gray and midnight.

Only the richest class can afford Nostramo's expensive lighting system, although to outsiders it is just a few rays of creepy blue light emitted by the luxurious villas where the high-class live.

Covered in crust, the Nasturm mainly exports to its neighboring worlds thousands of metal products and chemicals that scar the landscape and make the air harsher.

The main inhabitants of the planet are the unfortunate and miserable lower-class workers.

The end of their lives is nothing more than the eventual flow of wealth to the aristocracy.

The aristocracy can destroy and kill those who dare to resist the status quo.

Murder, theft and fraud abound.

Crime here is totally unchecked.

The tolerant side of the law was only shown in rewarding those brutal, bestial thugs hired by the nobles to murder the rebels.

In such a world, depravity is inevitable, and the cause of depopulation is not war, disease, or legislation, but widespread suicide.

Unlike his Primarch brethren, Curze relied solely on his survival instincts and steely physique to survive in this hellish world.

At the same time, he easily passed through all the hardships that Mother Nast could impose on him.

His early life was spent as a ghost wandering the squalid beehive cities and feeding on some sort of beast of burden.

He did not develop his amazing genius and wisdom at all. He had no tutor to teach him etiquette, and no nobleman to teach him the use of knives and axes.

Yet he worked his way to the top of the food chain, first by eating rats and birds, then by devouring stray dogs on the streets, and finally by feasting on the corpses of the many victims of this corrupt society who resisted tyranny.

His powerful appearance covered with filth and blood only deepened the people's fear of this savage unknown.

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Towards the pinnacle of power.

The obvious fact is that Kurtz has been haunted and cursed by a terrible vision of the future his whole life.

This was not the precognitive ability that the Eldar claimed they could achieve. On the contrary, the visions that Kurtz could experience were only darkness and terror, the most terrifying dark future that he knew was waiting for him.

Among the controversial histories of Kurtz are his detailed descriptions of the dark world.

Sometimes, especially after the painful dizziness, I can clearly know what is waiting for me. In these daydreams, I slaughter endless creatures with my bare hands, and their heads are used as my memorial.

I have experienced countless reincarnations of life and death at the hands of my father.

My children brutally massacred their biological brothers. I saw my name become synonymous with fear.

But what I saw more was that my world was pierced by streaks of white light and scattered, scattered like dust and scum.

Other unrecorded events during his life show that Kurtz was a serial persecutor and murderer, probably because his focus was always on those horrific social crimes.

At first his operations were small-scale, simply a brutal act of revenge for the crimes he witnessed, but gradually he began to randomly hunt those who he believed had crossed the line of the law.

Insert the great sacred immortal emperor's sayings: The emperor's order is to follow.

At the beginning of this terrible act, it was just a few elites in a pampered society who were declared missing.

But they were soon replaced by others.

Later that year, during an unusually hot and dreary summer, many of the most vehement resistance to the regime also mysteriously disappeared.

The residents soon stopped their yelling.

The bodies of notorious criminals were eviscerated like fish by unknown night attackers.

The social elite are elegantly hung upside down on tall windowsills.

, mutilated headless rotting corpses, naked and exposed bodies were found everywhere, in the poisonous atmosphere of Nastre.

Most of the bodies found were unrecognizable due to the vengeance of their former perpetrators.

The remains of corpses filled the drying box, and beggars and children beside the ditch quickly moved away their expensive gestures and pieces of clothing. It was obvious that Kurtz was not at all ashamed of the beastly killings carried out by those people in the name of the law.

Just this year, Nast's crime rate dropped astonishingly to almost nothing.

Society was completely changed, with ripples reaching the entire planet.

The city instituted an automatic curfew because no one dared to stay out until dusk.

The once noisy midnight streets are now as silent as a cemetery, and mothers terrorize their disobedient children with the ghosts of the night. Soon the name became universal and became synonymous with the rumored, ugly, nocturnal creature that stalked the streets and alleys, ready to eviscerate anyone who got lost with its vicious claws.

People are deeply afraid that what they have said will be regarded as heresy and die tragically, and Nast's mother surrenders under the law of the night ghost.