#especially khorne shall know this fear

[staticymaticyyourlifeisatravesty]

I need a species or race in Warhammer to reverse invade Chaos so badly the Chaos gods get trauma from it, like how the Argonians in Elder scrolls reverse invaded the Oblivion gates. Like I just want them to feel incredible fear of like a species or people from a planet and are just like intense sweating when someone mentions it. I am aware that Orks may fit this, but at the same time, they're not clogging warp gates because the tree god demands it, now are they?

[azurescaled-archived]

Actually to give some views into Seraph, I'm gonna post one of the journal entries i did describing an encounter with Khorne

Seraph awakens, in his body, or what feels like his body…Though there's something missing, but he can't place his finger on what it could be. He feels as if he's floating, and looking around, there's nothing around him, and yet…He feels like he's being watched. He walks for a while, finally finding his feet, before he reaches a mirror…Or a window? He can finally recognize this place as he blinks, clearing some bleariness from his mind. This is his father's castle. He remembers the meeting between everyone and their alternate selves, he remembers his alternate self, corrupted by Khorne, even partially taken over by him during their battle. He looks around, seeing his room, the elf sighs, frowning as he looks to the bed, seeing his sleeping body there. They restored Eleanor, but at what cost? Now here he was, useless to the party once more. It's not long before his head turns to the sound of footsteps, seeing himself walking forward, but this one…Eyes that burned read, with sharper teeth bared in a wide grin towards him.

"Ah, how long I've waited to talk to you…Seraph. That pesky seal on the back of your neck kept me from reaching you, but now that it's gone…I can finally get to know you better. I must say, knowing that other version of you…Now there's a true acolyte of war. He thrives in the bloodshed, and there's so much I can use to pick him apart. You have that same potential, you know. How I would love to see you become something like that Red Raven."

Seraph's eyes widened, he could no longer feel the burn of the seal on his neck. The seal breaking must've allowed all of his memories to come back in a flood, he doesn't know how many had been sealed away, but it's certainly not a good thing. Hence why his body couldn't take the strain, especially after the fight they had been involved in.

"Khorne. Of course, I should've known you'd have taken an interest in me. If another version of you was interested in me, why would you be any different? I won't become your puppet."

Khorne lets out a low chuckle, before it became full blown laughter. Seraph feels his heartbeat quicken at the sound, echoing in his skull.

"Oh, my boy. You think you can stave me off because you don' t take pleasure in the slaughter, don't you? Blood is blood, all I care about is that it flows. Your bloodshed could be just, and it wouldn't change a thing. I shall always be here, in the back of your mind, whispering. I've taken the time to read through some of your memories…And while you haven't spilled as much blood as your counterpart, I enjoyed listening to that man begging for his life. Music to my ears. Of course, there's also those untethered you fought as well…"

Khorne grunts, the grin full of knives settling into a snarl. Let it be said that he was not a god of what he knew to be true, war and blood would always be around, and they were his domain. There was pleasure to be had in battle, the defeat of an honorable opponent, to overcome one's enemies and to triumph. The blood, the drink, the revelry…He hated fascimilies of life.

"Oh how I hate those false bodies…No screams, no blood, just some empty soul forced into armor. Where's the rush in overcoming an opponent with no desire beyond mindlessly following orders?! How can those things be called warriors?! Their weapons are wasted upon them. But the souls returned to their bodies…I know you still hear their cries for mercy, you close your eyes and you can see the fear in their eyes…You may hate the source, but the truth is there. You were meant to be a weapon, a destroyer. Why else would you choose to ferry souls to the afterlife?"

Seraph looks away, not wanting to look this copy in the eyes. He would never be able to forget those people's faces, he knew that. But he steeled himself, glaring at Khorne.

"You're wrong. Just because I can kill doesn't mean I am meant to be a murderer. I fight to protect those I care for. I am not alone and I do not need to shoulder my burdens alone. I am a proud son of House De Vinter, and I will NEVER be your slave."

Khorne laughed, the grin widening so much it threatened to split his face.

"Put on a good show then boy. We'll see how well your soul stands to me."

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Yae, Ei, and Sara with an S/O who switches personalities during battle

Yae always knew her S/O to be a very meek person, not really being one to confront others, much less fight.

The smile they gave Yae was always a loving one yet...something felt off about them.

She didn't think they were hiding anything from her, at least not intentionally.

She had no idea what it was until she found herself under attack by bandits.

Yae had S/O get behind her as she prepared to dispatch of these troublemakers.

(Yae) "Stay behind me, little one."

(S/O) "..."

(Yae) "S/O?"

(S/O)

"I SHALL DRINK THE BLOOD FROM THEIR HEARTS!"

Yae blinked twice as her eyes widened after hearing S/O shout.

(Yae) "...Uh-"

Yae was almost pushed aside when S/O charged straight into the crowd, screaming about skulls and blood, beating the bandits to a pulp.

She watched in a mix of amazement and horror as her S/O knocked them aside left and right.

(Bandit) "MY BLOOD! THEY PUNCHED OUT ALL MY BLOOD!"

(Bandit 2) "You call that breaking my spine?! You wouldn't know how to break a spine if y-"

SNAP!

(Bandit 2) "AGH MY SPINE!"

Yae didn't know if she should intervene, S/O clearly didn't need her.

...Plus she was getting all sorts of information about human anatomy. She didn't even know someone could literally be folded into a pretzel.

Once the slaughter was over, S/O shook their head and jumped at all the blood.

(S/O) "Y-YAE!"

They ran behind her, terrified, as if they weren't the cause of their untimely demise.

(Yae) "...L-Let's continue shall we?"

It was sort of amusing, but mostly VERY concerning.

The moment Yae could, she was going to check if this was some kind of Oni curse.

Ei didn't mind her S/O being so gentle. If anything, it was a nice contrast to what she was used to.

They weren't afraid (mostly) to just be themselves and refer to Ei just as her.

She promised to protect S/O no matter what, for they would be eternal as Inazuma's light.

When they came under attack by Hilichurls, Ei didn't hesitate to step in.

(Ei) "Stand back and you will live."

(S/O) "SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!"

(Ei) "...What is a skull-"

Without warning, they rushed in and grabbed the nearest Hilichurl, and used that one to beat the others up as an impromptu club.

Ei shrugged and joined in the fray, the two quickly dispatched of their attackers as they all ran in fear.

She found it a bit strange her S/O could fight this well since they gave no indication they could.

Especially about the part about taking their heads. MAN they were really fixated about skulls.

Maybe this was just some human custom that showed up recently. A bit barbaric for her tastes, but clearly it's working for the better if it meant they were this good in combat.

(S/O) "...Huh? HUH?! W-WHAT HAPPENED?!"

(Ei) "We took care of our attackers. You performed quite admirably, surprisingly so."

(S/O) "I-I don't understand! I just blinked and...!"

(Ei) "By the way, what is the Skull Throne?"

(S/O) "A wha- Skull Throne?!"

(Ei) "Yes. You were shouting about taking their heads for a throne. Is that recently developed somewhere? I am curious about it now."

Ei was genuinely curious while S/O was left wondering what in the hell she was on about.

Sara didn't imagine herself to be with such a shy S/O. They'd probably be scared from a tap on the shoulder.

Regardless, she loved them with all her heart, and swore to protect them.

At least that's what she had planned.

When they were ambushed by Ruin Guards, she rushed in front of S/O.

(Sara) "Run! I'll distract them and-"

(S/O) "I AM NOT YOUR BOOTLICK!"

Sara spun around, offended they were disobeying a direct order-Wait, what the hell did they just say?

Why did that voice sound like it thirsted for violence?-

(S/O) "BY KHORNE, BREAK THEIR BACKS!"

They leapt onto the Ruin Guard's eye and started punching it with their bare hands, shattering it with every blow.

Sara watched in absolute horror as her sweet, introverted S/O was throwing hands with one of the deadliest things roaming around Tevyat.

Yet she couldn't avert her eyes. Sara couldn't believe what she was seeing.

After gears and robotic limbs flew past her, S/O hopped down and shook their head, jumping in shock.

(S/O) "WOAH! R-Ruin Guards?! Sara!"

They turned to Sara and held onto her arm, slightly shaking.

(S/O) "They're not going to get up again are they?"

(Sara) "After what you did? I doubt it."

(S/O) "After what I?-"

S/O looked at their hands and realized how much oil, blood, and leftover mechanical bits were on it.

(S/O) "ARCHONS, WHAT HAPPENED?!"

Sara looked back at her S/O and to the Ruin Guards.

(Sara) "I'm still asking that myself."

On one hand, great! S/O can defend themselves!"

On the other, keep them as FAR AWAY from the military as possible.

If there was an incident, she'd be sure they'd tear the perpetrator apart, not arrest them.