Warhammer 40k Religion Novels & Stories

Thus, one must be killed. Now, it seemed that both Yehria and Wesley were only chess pieces. Even James and his wife had been under the shadow of these rules. The Dernaturae and Supreme Path were nothing to the Five Path Emperors. Was it really like what Frona said? It was the Leere Tribulation. All divine beings under the Leerre Tribulation couldn’t escape. “Honey.” Thea stared at James. “Do you understand?” “Yeah!” James’ eyes narrowed. “You’re saying that I should head to the Four Gates directly.”

— Are you having bad days? I threw myself into Scott's arms and cried. The presence of the defender of people calmed me down. — Scott...—I whispered when I could finally speak.— Rahiel will kill Dean! Only you can help me! Only you...— — But how?—Scott's sky-blue eyes looked at me anxiously.—Tell me what to do, and I'll do it!— —This is the church of Ultima, and you are Ultima. You are the protector of the entire human race, so you can protect the priests of Ultima as well. We were once people, we just don't remember it...—

His heart dropped when he realised thatshe is not with him anymore. He didn't even try to fight and closed his eyes, letting his enemy burn him down because without his Grace there was nothing left to live for. He was ready to embrace death so he could meet her in another world.

His voice dropped to a growl so deep the walls vibrated. “—they die.” Castor said nothing. There was nothing to say. He bowed and left to make preparations. Later, alone once more, Darian stood by the ancient wolf statue in his private sanctum. A tribute to the Moon Goddess. He hadn’t prayed in decades. Not since the rage took over. Not since silence had answered every plea. But tonight, he bowed his head. “Whatever this is,” he whispered, “don’t take her again.” No wind stirred. No reply came.

It gave them a high that even trumped getting with a beautiful woman. "I declare Milo Konos' armed forces to be undeniably illegal. They have a powerful, evil force controlling them, and are a public enemy of the people of Terya. The Church of the Flame Dragon Lord, on the other hand, is the proper and legal religion. They have been nothing but kind, helping the people of Terya greatly and even…"

No, never again. Worship and waving, following insane, not again. We can accept at our will or quit it right away. It shouldn’t be mean to call us insane if we go away. A religion again? My heart, is this what you say? A religion is strongly able to drive life inside dying bodies, quitting souls again. So I say a religion again, but the right one this day, this time. Is it possible, or do we need more knowledge? We don’t need knowledge this time.

Nihareth turned his gaze to the growing flame. The relics swirled within, no longer divine—tainted. They bent to his will now. Their songs were rewritten, their purpose inverted. “I will light more Cultfires,” he said. “In every corner of the world. Wherever the old gods left their marks. We will erase them.” The sky above cracked with thunder. Something ancient howled beyond the clouds. “We will rewrite the divine.” A cheer rose, hesitant at first, then louder—chaotic, warped. Reverence laced with desperation.

Natural leaders; their power fuels both creation and destruction. • House of Poseidon – The Tidesworn: Healers and navigators. Their strength lies in empathy and control over water and emotion alike. • House of Hades – The Umbrals: Keepers of death, secrets, and rebirth. Masters of shadow and memory. • House of Athena – The Wise: Strategists, inventors, and scholars. Their insight shapes both battlefields and minds. • House of Ares – The Bloodforged: Warriors whose passion defines them. They channel chaos into strength.

So he decided to go for Calope instead of another major city because the professor knows that he could find recruits there faster than those on major cities. As this was the land of the normal mortals with no power whatsoever, they would be easier to tempt to join this new religion and serve their new god. He approached the bloody thing to discuss battle plans with it. The professor doesn't even know if the thing understands him or not as he never speaks and just stands there still like a part of a decoration on the space shuttle they were on.

- Do you think that a girl like me looks like she's sneaking into a place like this because she's crazy about him? -And isn't that what you're doing? - Shit- Come on in. -He adds later, seeing my expression.- But if there is an incident, you're going to have problems. I don't want to have a bad blight on Azael, so you better not bother him. Why is Azael so important? And why does this gorilla-looking man seem afraid of him? -Can you tell me where it usually is? -At the pool table. But hurry up to find it, the Poker Blaze will begin. -He answers opening the door with one hand so that I can pass. I smirk at him and go inside.