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ON OF ARCHAON
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-TORD OF THE END TIME ARISES
Le
rears after the Great
‘War against Chaos,
Archaon and his
swarband, the Swords of
Chaos began co bea
ared and respected
force in the northern
Chaos Wastes. Fe
‘eentury Archaon
joumeyed across the
lands, seeking out the
= actelacts of power
belonging to the
42 CORONATION OF ARCHAON.
‘greatest Champions of Chaos that had
ever roamed the lands. However, the last
of these powerful talismans, the fabled
Grown of Domination always eluded his
search It was this ivem that Archaon
nceded to prove he had gained the full
fayour ofall the Chaos gods. At Last
after years of searching, he learnt of its
place of rest from the cursed spirit
Be'lakor. This hate filled being had tried
to claim the Grown for itself, But could
and was,
forced to lead Azchaon to the First
Shrine of Chaos. The First Shrine is
located high in the World's Edge
Mountains, and Archaon led an army of
Colossal size to the base of the towering
peaks, 1is massive war horde had grown
immeasurably in the years leading up
to his attempt to claim the
OF avoid its preordainec
‘Crown, as the legends
surrounding his deeds
spread, Leaving his
the base of the
Archaon, rid
the back of his daemonic mount
ascended the mountains as night was
falling, With unnatural speed, his
infernal steed carried him tirelessly
through the twilight towards the shrine,
following the sha
high into the peaks
wy creature Be lakor
Arriving at the hidden shrine, built into
4 cliff fice and concealed with powerful
magies, Archaon dismissed his daemonic
steed back to its infernal place of origin.
With a sereech, the beast returned to the
Realm of Chaos, leaving only a trail of
burning imprints where its hooves had
touched the mortal world,
As the illusions concealing the First
peared, Archaon
viewed the mighty portal to the holy
place. Ie was maddening to look upon
the great double-doors carved with
rnumberless scenes of devastation and.
bloodshed, Even as he watched, the
scenes shifted, the carved figures
hhacking at each other in bloodlust.
Daemons swung uel blades around
them, slaughtering their foes and each,
other in glorious mayhem, Undaunted
by the tiny figures that turned to-loak at
him, Archaon strode to the doors
that opened unaided before him.
The spirit Be'lakor led
Archaon insid
immense, rough!
‘chamber. On the floor in
the centse of the room
a huge symbeil was
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a."carved, a great, black, cight-pointed star,
‘be stae of Chaos. No living creature had
| salked these halls for centu
-Aechaon was filled with awe
“he eyes oF the gods upon him
he felt
‘Seawing his ancient and powerful
she Slayer of Kings, Archaon forced
Se'lakor to lead him truly, for he knew
at the jealous being would zy to lead
‘Bim to his death itt could. Tre
corporeal spiritbeing recoiled, its
exmense shadowy wings shrinking away
‘om the feared glowing blade, though
ay norm: [weapon would have
a ie Whispering like
an icy wind, Be'lakor spoke, its hate-
Siled voice seeping directly irto the
‘ind of the mighty Warrior o Chaos,
From out of the darkness a lang arm of
shadow was formed. Delicate talons of
arkness unfurled, and the ereature
beckoned Archaon to follow, The t
arated,
Te Gov of cha asad him with
their ets one ater another,
ombarding him with challenges to
trercome and! thus prove his wort this
Horie. ithe failed in these Binal tests
Be woul be tortured fr ete, bat
Gin is nothing wo the dark gods and
they would suther vai for another to
Sie thant have one noe worthy
feesrng the Grown of Domiration
Bays, he epi of he cursed Daaon
Deine Be lao was thee, leading in
ret onwards. The spin of deride
Sed ound him, whispering ts words
sf deen d bated in ba ea
Sivempring to district Archon Som his
Gallenges.
A blinding ight asailélarchaon's eyes,
Sod he raised a hand to cover therm,
‘hen the painfal ight faded, Archaon
Send himself standing in the middle of
th island of stone, barely rwenty fet in
ameter, hanging in dackoess All
Seovnd the floating stone island was
Bitck as pitch, and Archaon circled
serrily his glowing blade held in band.
Tithe gloom, windows oflignt began to
ppeat, torn open for brictrroments
‘Sefore snapping shut again. Flames
id be seen in these rifts as they
and silhouetted against the
ibe scen the dick shapes of
ag rents in the
manner of daemon,
igs Teatherce, feathery
scene: on
4 ened talons clutching at
ing 10 pull him of che stone
darkness, He hacked around
Sword of Kings, somashing
‘creatures from the ain, weaving
cate and powerful dance with his
fe. Where the ancient weapon