(Carnage God POV)
Location...The Void of Absolute Chaos
In a vast endless void of blackness and emptiness, something that I, Khorne, and Nurgle, have experience before...this being Tzeentch and surprisingly Vashtorr the recently ascended Chaos God, first interaction with...well our patron or primordial elder...
I remember what Khorne did before, as I see my brother the Blood God, floating close to me, the massive, demonic, brass armored titan, floating without any control...I could sense Khorne's anger...but as crazy as this sound, my brother, the Lord of Slaughter, has been humble enough not to go crazy on Absolute Chaos, as me, Nurgle, and Khorne while we can't see them...they can see us.
Like previous times before, all of us were in the complete mercy of the Primordial One...I float endlessly, without any say over my own body, my arms, legs, and whole body was lifelessly floating, while I can't see my brothers, aside from Khorne, I know that their close and around me.
Speaking of the Lord of Decay, I hear in my mind, his joyful laugh and words, "Such a...surprise. My brothers. Seems...we've...been brought...here again." this psychic message, was sound overtaken by Khorne's shouting, "AGAIN!! HAAAA!!! Brother, I haven't expected another summons, until that Rat, join our pantheon." before I can answer, I heard two new voices joining this psychic conversation.
First was the Changer, Tzeentch, and he was esterical, "What is this!!? How dares to mess, with the Architect of Fate!!!? The Rewriter of All Destiny!!!? Khorne!!! Nurgle!!! Laharl!!!! What are you, just blabbering about without a care!!!? Someone dares to take, the Gods of Chaos, and you guys aren't reacting!!!!? I understand Vashtorr, as this is his nature...but you guys!!? What are you, doing!!!?" he continued on and on.
I don't need to be a Dark God to sense, that both Nurgle and Khorne are getting annoyed, because I am to, then in between the ranting, we three hear a synthetic, mixed between demonic, feminine, and masculine voices, speaking through a radio, meaning it can only be my youngest brother, Vashtorr the Arkenfine.
He spoke telepathically, "Siblings. What is the cause of this, unnatural situation, that we're currently involved in?" same old, straight-to-the-point logic.
If I could laugh, it do it, but I can only speak telepathically at the moment, so ignoring the still rambling, and complaining Changer of Ways, which is all honesty is making both Khorne and Nurgle, increasingly annoyed, I responded to Vashtorr, "Well my brother. We are currently of the domain of our patron. You can say, the real, actual God of All Chaos..." before I can continue, Tzeentch must have heard me, cause he started shit talking in his mind, and immediately Nurgle, Khorne, and myself started worrying.
As we listened to Tzeentch more insulting rants, "What in the Warp, you dare say, Dark One!!!!? The God of All Chaos!!!! I've listened to you, talk about this place, and in honestly I believed it was exaggeration!! We are the Dark Gods, the only masters of Chaos!!!" as he continues to rant and belittle Absolute Chaos.
Not knowing that all the Changer was digging himself, a bigger and deeper grave, Nurgle joked, that he'd recalled something similar, happening with a certain Collector of Skulls, making Khorne scream, "SHUT UP, MAGGOT CRAWLING BASTARD!!!!" I honestly think, that all the Blood God did is give, the God of Decay a compliment instead of an insult...
At that moment even in this void of empty black, I and my brothers felt it, a chill.
They have decided to appear, even Tzeentch that was just busy complaining, insulting, and almost borderline cursing, shut up.
From the vast, endless darkness, countless eyes of various sizes, form, and style started to open and shine through the endless darkness, several of this infinite eyes, closed and reopened turning into maws, filled with razor sharp teeth, I can never get used to this sight, even if this is the fourth time, I was summoned by the Primordial One.
Then coming through the black, was their limbs...eldritch tentacles, and tendrils, along with lanky, almost skeletal, demonic arms with sharp claws at the end of the fingers, along with some smaller eyes, spikes, and mouths, covering nearly the entirety of these arms.
As the eyes, that once were now focused on the five of us, for a single moment, then they started shifting to one godly individual...yep, I mentally told Tzeentch that he was on his own, and get ready for some pain, that might contend to my Iron Maiden 666.
I started hearing Tzeentch start mentally rambling, utter nuisance and incoherent babble, I think this might be the second time, I've seen a Chaos God from Warhammer be this scared, counting the epic Plague War on Ultramar, with Guilliman revival, facing off against returned, Daemon Primarch Mortarion, and the Emperor, borrowing Guilliman's body to not only burn Nurgle's garden, but actually threaten the Plague God that the Emperor is coming for him first...I'll admit, even if I'm a hardcore Chaos player in my previous life, that line in the Godblight Novel.
With what limited vision I possessed, with my still moving eyes, I saw as one of infinite limbs of Absolute Chaos, reached out slowly from the depths of the Void, a few sounds of cracking and snapping joints, echoed across the nothingness.
I immediately knew, and I suspect that Nurgle, Vashtorr, and especially Khorne, knew where that arm was reaching out towards...Tzeentch.
I didn't see what happened next...but me and my other brothers, heard what happened, screeching, throughout our minds.
It sounded like a twisted orchestra, that only Slaanesh would appreciate and love, as millions voices of men and women, from young and old, sounding in various tones, sounding like whining beasts, wailing demons, screaming mortals, and even painfully cawing in agony.
Hearing Khorne comment mentally, "Yes, the young Architect is finally, being shown how to respect." I couldn't help it, and told Khorne, "Just like you were, countless year ago. Right brother?" chuckling mentally, at the angry growling, echoing in my mind.
As Tzeentch every changing screams and wails, were finally ceasing...then, the limb of the Primordial One was returning back into the darkness, as Absolute Chaos finally spoke to us, a bit like Tzeentch's previous cacophony, infinite amount of voice of men, women, from various ages and tones, they spoke, "Changer...you're arrogance, must be redirected. Know when a higher entity, stand before you. As well as standing outside the binds of fate..." once again, I can honestly say that this is the first time, I've seen a Chaos God, actually be scoulded...and I'm not counting, when Valkia and Bellona put Khorne in his place.
I may be the Dark God of Love and of Lust, be a wise man, once said, "There's nothing more dangerous... then the female of any species." and another wise master, also said, "Do not call the devil. For she is the one, that rest beside you in bed. For Hell hath no fury, over a woman, scorned." if I could, I'd claim and store away, the souls of those wise men, they deserve respect even in this world.
Unbeknownst to me, Khorne felt a tingle of someone speaking of him...regardless now that Tzeentch was punished, and reprimanded, we can finally learn the reason that Absolute Chaos, has summoned us, this early...