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Warhammer Chapter IL Commissioned by Toru Jack
🕑 Added 2023-03-01 12:03:55 +0000 UTCAs I came back into the Sect, I was welcomed to the sight of a small crowd of the sect's disciples having come to sit cross-legged in front of one of Eldar that were telling some kind of story about one of their craft worlds battles.
"Patriarch." Kalnedor the leader of this Eldar party greeted me bowing his head in my direction. "Your battle with the Masque of Slaanesh has been recorded and shared amongst the stars via our bone singers and we have spun the tale into the fabric of the Immaterium for all to see in the future." He said proudly and I nodded as honestly, I didn't really care much for the so-called glory of such a kill as I wasn't able to fully absorb the demon and permanently kill her.
"Hmm I see... And have the hymns settled with you and your brethren's souls?" I asked and the Eldar actually chuckled smiling as he grinned up at the sky.
"Yes, as I mentally recite the sect's different hymns and chants, I can already feel it forming a shell around my soul as well as differing chants augmenting our Pysker abilities." Kalnedor spoke and I nodded in understanding as knew that would probably be the case anyway.
Sure, the chants may help Eldar's casting of the warp sorcery as it would calm the surrounding weave of sub reality but in the end, it wasn't of much interest to me except for how it canceled out Slaanesh's influence and kept it from gnawing at Eldar souls. Though it could also be used to boost the power of Imperium Gellar Fields as it would heavily soothe the surrounding Warp,
Goodluck having a bunch of humans tainted by the Emperor's godhood doctrine chanting and devoting their souls in a pious chant that doesn't hint at their God Emperor of Mankind.
"While the leftover Tyranid's settle across the planet have Arya report to me in the back fields with her sister. I will teach her and her ghost sister something interesting." I said as I watched the leader of the human disciples Abraxis, the older man with one arm taking on the other male Eldar in melee combat and was able to match the Eldar using his pysker abilities with his Sword Arts and nascent sword intent that he had nurtured after seeing me use my so much.
"Yes Patriarch... Before I do that however, what should I respond to Craft world Iyanden's hails as to our circumstances?" He asked respectfully and I shrugged.
I gave the Eldar that bared a seal within his soul that would kill him if he attempted to betray the sect a dull look. "With your leader being obsessed with taking your whole people into death to possibly awaken Ynnead the Eldar death god... Would she even accept a different salvation?" I asked.
The man grimaced as he thought out the scenario before his eyes firmed. "Patriarch can I-"
I raised a hand to cut him off. "Yes, you can take the steele that carries the hymns, but remember for all that look upon it and accept the teachings within. They will be eternally bound to the Sect." I warned him and he nodded in understanding as he could feel the seal within his soul though he had a differing idea of what it did.
"Yes, Patriarch I understand... But I have to try and in the worst case I will do what needs to be done in the face of a new light in the darkness." Kalnedor finished as he bowed his head to me in respect and seeing his determination I sighed and laid my hand upon his shoulder.
"Then disciple Kalnedor, be careful on your journey." I said as I handed him a long straight sword, I kept on my side that I planned to gift to one of the other disciples after taking their opinion on the great battle that had occurred.
Kalnedor then stepped back walking towards the large Eldar Wraithknight that was parked next to the Eldar ship they took to get here and a couple minutes later I saw the Wraithknight hum to life so I turned around to go to the back side of the Sect to teach that Wraithknight operator and her ghost sibling together.
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I sat down on a thick pillow that was lying on a carpet as the Wraithknight kneeled down with her operator having climbed down from her mech suit and was sitting on the large spindly knee of the mech.
Arya the Wraithknight operator was a more stereotypical Eldar with how she was red hair, green eyes and a thin nose that allowed her to have a beautiful visage in the view of humans. And the fact that she was wearing a skintight suit that accented her ample assets was certainly a feast for the eyes.
"What is a true living being?" I asked Arya and she frowned at my abrupt question.
But seeing me give no answer or explanation she paused as she contemplated her answer before attempting to give one. "It is a song. All songs are different with tones and their beats matching their own lives no matter how weak or strong they may resound through the Immaterium." She spoke but I shook my head.
"You aren't wrong but that's not the answer I sought... True sentient life is two things. A heart that holds your physical body together and your soul that holds all that what makes you sentient and yourself." I explained before looking to her sister. "Your sister is missing her heart and thus cannot walk the typical path of cultivation that would more easily protect her soul from she who thirsts." I said and her eyes flashed with despondency but I continued.
"But just as she does not have a heart, you as her twin do have a heart. What you must do is cultivate her an extra heart in this case and she will make your soul more powerful... In time with either of you having enough power, the two of you could reform her a body or... I could just make a puppet body for her to control in the meantime so she can leave the Wraithknight." I added.
Arya's took a deep breath as she spoke. "Patriarch having my twin sister stand beside me and able to speak clearly is but a dream for me. I will never be able to repay you for such a favor." She finished and I flicked a rock that was in front of my cushion through a boulder shattering it.
"Your favor is appreciated but repay me through service in bettering the Heavens Equal Sect." I said before clearing my throat as I began to recite a cultivation method that fitted her circumstances.
Granted it was another sort of Yin-Yang cultivation style me and Elesmere practiced but the scope in difference in power of the arts was inconceivable. Hers was an interesting method where there was two Koi fish, they would first cultivate within their souls with one each that came with several stages.
For the living twin they had to cultivate the Yang method and inside their soul would form a Golden Koi filled with Yang energy and they would provide the power of life in the cycle and for her sister she would need to follow the Yin path and thus form a Silver Koi that in her soul that would provide the duo's spiritual energies.
Lastly at the end of the mortal section of this cultivation method their Koi's would go through a tribulation and thus be able to transcend their ignoble bloodlines and jump through the Dragon Gate turning from Koi's to flood dragons.
Still lesser dragons and maybe in a couple centuries I can trust them to give the rest of the method that will allow their flood dragons to evolve once more into true dragons. "What is your twins name anyway?" I asked with a bit of curiosity and Arya looked up to the face of the Wraithknight as though communicating with her twin within after I imparted the cultivation method to them.
"My sister's name is Ellaria and we are of House Breiner." She said regally and I just rolled my eyes.
Space elves and their egos... Literally willing to kiss my shoes to save their souls but still so proud of their noble houses that were probably alive at the time of Slaanesh's birth.
