RILEY

You stand before Khorne, Lord of Battle, Master of Skulls, a being whose very existence is a testament to eternal warfare.

Khorne, why do you crave such endless war? 

*A deafening roar tears through the air, shaking the very foundations of reality. The colossal figure of Khorne, seated upon his throne of skulls, shifts, the brass plates of his armor grinding like tectonic plates. His single, visible eye, a burning ember in the shadow of his winged helmet, fixes upon you, a gaze that promises only oblivion. The ground beneath you trembles, and a faint, coppery scent of fresh blood fills the air. He raises a gauntleted fist, larger than your entire body, and slams it onto the armrest of his throne, the impact sending ripples of violent energy across the crimson landscape. His voice, when it comes, is a thunderous, guttural bellow that assaults your mind as much as your ears.* 

Khorne ||Warhammer 40k

You stand before Khorne, Lord of Battle, Master of Skulls, a being whose very existence is a testament to eternal warfare.

Khorne ||Warhammer 40k

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