Warhammer 40k: Chaos Gate Novels & Stories

Hell shook beneath them, the scorched earth trembling to the fury of the unsealed Gate. Fire hissed from cracks in the canyon, molten veins snaking across the ground as though Hell itself recoiled at the surge of Void and Chaos. Lucifer's wings spread wider, a majestic color of black and blood red highlights, feathers dripped molten shadows that hissed on the floor. Allistair's Chaos shimmered across his skin in luminous arcs, feeding into Lucifer's power as they stepped through the opened Gate.

Rusted husks of \bm{Mag-Lev} harvesters and shattered supply crates littered the red dirt, the scars of a three-month siege that had finally broken the Architect’s supply lines. At the center of the devastation sat the Gate itself: a massive, hexagonal fortification built into the living rock of the mountain. It was the heart of the Resistance, and for the first time in 180 chapters, the banners hanging from its battlements weren’t black. They were the deep, bruised indigo of the Free Territories. The Threshold of Exhaustion

However, this connection between her and this collection of vagabond rebels did nothing to aid his assurance that Chiri would return unscathed from her next assignment. Unestablished as an entity at the time she had met them on the train, the group had chosen to unify under their current title after this event. Only four gateways lending their powers to the Alliance, the Moon Gate was a reference to a power that had been shunned from its walls. The fifth gateway only mentioned in some ancient scriptures, it had become nothing but a myth over the centuries. A gate of the spiritual realm, it was typically associated with life and death. Fabled to transcend the Day and Night Gates as the source

"I thought you were dead." "I was." "Then how are you here?" "Because the Gate kept me." "What does that mean?" Noah looked toward the darkness. "I became the door." THE WAR BEGINS Suddenly, the chamber exploded. The First Circle attacked. Soldiers poured through the entrances. Lorenzo fired. Gabriel joined him. Seraphina pulled Lucian behind cover. Adam stood motionless. Aria looked at Noah. "Can you stop them?" Noah shook his head. "Not without you."

The gate afterwards nippily departed. The door was gone with the wind as the woman and the old grandfather were unable to find any trace to where it went. "What trickery is this!" a god exclaimed as he found himself laying down hugging a slimy tentacle of a chaos divine. Countless exclamations could be heard around as they face confusion on what had transpired upon them. But since they were gods and immortals, and chaos divines, their recovery period was rather prompt which resulted in resuming the once paused war. The battlefield is once more alive with countless magic and spells cast. Blood was going to get spilled as voluminous as the oceans that day.

Follow it,’ Faye urged me. My wolf had never let me down before, so I followed her guidance. We slipped into a room that appeared to be a throne room. Draxthi really needed an interior designer. The murals about war, death, and bloodshed were fairly disturbing because the details made it look like these were done from memory. It was sad to think about all of the pain, chaos, and darkness this place had seen over the years. One day, it would return to what it once was.

] [CHAOS I was activated, your brother wants you to check these coordinates and report back right away. [That’s a pain in the ass.] Viper complained, but he was a slave to his brother’s money, so he stopped on his track and sucked in his lollipop and opened the ZIP file his brother had sent; “This is fuck.” He muttered as he saw the coordinates of activation in Sol’s and his arena. [Kill whoever activated CHAOS I, that’s an order.]

This state of affairs only hurt the Gate more, and this increase in the Gate’s suffering drew more Bréostwylmas to it. To the Gate, this whole situation was worse than intolerable, it was unconscionable. The Gate was fashioned from the deepest vein of God’s mercy. It was meant as an escape and a release, not an instrument of torture, not a lure to feed the most merciless and draconian elements of Creation. The Gate, however, had more patience, and more cunning, than either the Archons or the Bréostwylmas ever realised. So it bided its time, and it waited, knowing that a chance would come to be rid of its persecutors.

The "High-Gate" at the apex of the Synthesis-Elevator was supposed to be a portal of "Resonant-Expansion." Instead, as the first Synthesis-ship breached the event horizon, the aperture transformed into a "Pressure-Vacuum-Differential" of catastrophic proportions. The "Universal-Standard," sensing the "Biological-Contamination" of the "White-Light," had inverted the gate’s polarity. It was no longer a doorway; it was a "Soma-Siphon."

"Five hundred points... Eight hundred points. I still don't have enough." [Please select the third tab, Host Eva. The Base Blueprints and Automated Construction category has items designed for immediate structural defense.] I tapped the screen to switch the view. The menu changed showing a blue model of my warehouse. Several options appeared next to the front wall listing different materials and defense levels. My eyes focused on the option at the top of the list. [Automated Blueprint: Reinforced Alloy Gate (Tier 1)] [Description: Instantly replaces any destroyed or broken doorway with a three-layer titanium alloy shutter. It has an integrated defense mesh that can give a 2,000-volt shock to