And it was in that very moment, that Elegost knew. A temple, a massive chaos temple in the center of the cavern. Elegost could tell it had not been used for millennia, but there was still a faint sense of EXTREMELY powerful warp energy, with a strong sway in Nurgle's direction, indicating a few great defilers had roamed the halls. "So this was their wish, to reclaim the temple." Elegost thought aloud, only now pondering as to why the combined forces of chaos were marched straight to oblivion.
"Such news must be spread."

In a blink, the sorcerer had teleported back to the land raider's ruin and informed Parix as to the discovery. "A temple." The twisted servant to the Ommisiah said "we must investigate, we must contact the dark gods! They shall surely aid us." Elegost however, had more to say. "It is not so simple brother, the temple requires sacrifices to function. Otherwise, it shall remain but a husk of steel." At this, Parix pondered for a solution, before a malicious grin spread across his face. "Oh cultists! Come to your betters!"

It was a short and bloody affair. Most heretics handed themselves over willingly, while others had grown attached to their lives. But in the end, the temple was fully decorated with the skinned corpses of the servants of chaos, and Elegost wasted no time in contacting his gods. A rift opened above the menacingly glowing gap of the chaos portal, and within sat not the four dark ones, but one, equally menacing God. "Lord Malal? Why are you receiving this? This was meant for our quest givers." Elegost said curiously. "Ah Elegost, ever faithful to the Gods whom not only neglect you, but leave you for dead without contact. I am here because I desire it, I am a God of Chaos, I require no further reasoning." Malal said with slight offense riding on his words. "But more specifically, I am here to help. How long has it been since you saw the surface of this world?" Malal asked with excitement building within him. "About 11 hours I would assume lord" Parix said. And at this Malal laughed, a dark, menacing, and terrible echo sounding from his form, which was mostly composed of heavy armor, skulks, and a black/white pattern to it all. "Then allow me," he said before vanishing Parix and Elegost away, leaving a slowly-waking temple behind them.

On the surface, it was brighter than any warp storm, and too friendly-looking to accompany the three extremely menacing figures upon a far hill. "By the warp!" Cried Parix. "Indeed" said Malal in agreement. The land was happy, happy and peaceful, happy and peaceful and safe and foolish and ignorant, and overall anything chaos destroys. The information of the world entered the two human's minds immediately, causing Elegost to lift his helm and vomit afterwards, Parix would have done so too, if not for his lack of both stomach and esophagus. "Now you know the threat," said Malal, " now we return." And with that, the three were gone.

Back in the cavern, the three gathered themselves. "But now is not the time" the deity continued "and you both must wait." And with that, the temple's gates opened to reveal a Great Basin, into which the two "heroes" were pushed by an unseen force (Malal). "Little warriors, bring corruption to this pure world, and taint it's soul with chaos" Malal instructed. And with this, Malal vanished, leaving the two servants of chaos to slumber in their basin. Totally unaware that upon waking, millennia will have passed.

Author's Note

Short and all. But fairly long given my time available. Now we go present! And I can't wait.