(General POV)
Location the Chaos Waster/Near the Fortress of the Damned
A small army was making it way east, lead by unknown warrior, when the rift happened just a day ago, it alerted all the Gods in the Old World.
Many were worried as they sensed the power of Chaos emenating from these invaders but the Lord that is commanding these strange brown skinned elves and daemons.
This Chaos Lord, possessed frightening power but what worried all the pantheons aside the Greenskins Gods and the Chaos Gods of the Old World, was when they used their divine eyes to look at the warrior all they saw was...nothing...an endless void that was tainted by the dark powers of the Blood and Plague Gods of Chaos.
This placed the God-King of the Imperials, Lady of the Brettonnians, the Bear God of Kislev, Ulthuan Elven Gods and Khaine of the Dark Elves, the Ancestors Gods of the Dawi, the Nehekharan Gods of the Tomb Kings, the Dragon Emperor of Cathay, the Lizardmen's Old Ones and Sotek the Serpent...and lastly the lesser God of the Skaven, Ultnarth was feeling something strange from this man-thing.
Sensing the literal, walking void of this Chaos Lord, the pantheons decided to keep watch and if needed prepare for a new Chaos Invasion from the North...
Meanwhile Gork and Mork were excited for a possible invasion from the Spiky Boyz of the north, their thinking of sending one of their toughest boyz up there to fight this weird spiky git...as they thought on who to send...Grimgor, Grom, Gorbad, or Azhag whatever the result will be a great Waaaaggghhh!!!
But within the Realm the Chaos, the Four Dark Gods, Khorne, Nurgle, Tzeentch, and Slaanesh saw their new aspiring champion literally appear in thin air, march through the Chaos Wastes.
As he lead a small army of strange elves, these elves were nothing like the High Elves of Ulthuan, or the Dark Elves of Naggarothi, of the Wood Elves of Athel Loren, instead these elves were touched by a force of Chaos unfamiliar to any all of them.
All four of the Dark Gods had their own reactions of this stranger that has emerged in their domain...
Location the Realm of Chaos-The Blood Land, The Brass Citadel/The Skull Throne of Old World Khorne
Old World-Khorne was sitting on his throne in his watching this new possible Champion, lead a strange army...and some of his lesser daemons, the Blood God hasn't recently blessed a mortal with command of his daemons, annoyed he wanted to test this brave mortal that marches with bloodletters behind him without a care.
So the OW-Khorne stretched out his right arm to command his bloodletters to challenge this mortal and prove himself worthy of being one of his warriors.
But to the Blood God's surprise and now anger these bloodletters weren't obeying his commands, in fact they were completely ignoring him!!!
Who could a mortal he never knew of, or blessed be able to command and bound his daemons to his service?
Above his own divine one!!?
Calming himself, as this mystery both angered and intrigued the Blood God, perhaps a test to see this mortal's skills, strength, and leadership might be in order, as the Blood God might have found a worthy replacement for that lost champion, Valkia who banished immediately after he ascended her to daemonhood...
[Yes, Valkia that is in 40k now, originated from this version of Warhammer Fantasy.]
Location the Plague Garden-The Blighted Mansion of Old World Nurgle
Sitting on his throne, completely enrage the Plague God was searching for his loyal followers both daemonic and mortal that have disappeared at the eve of the attack of Karaz-a-Karak and Ulthuan.
OW-Nurgle had set out his legions across the Garden and the mortal world but all searches have resulted in nothing...he has lost Festus and Ku'gath Plaguefather, is as they banished completely from this world.
Roaring in rage, and coughing furiously as the roar triggered a bad reaction in OW-Nurgle's sick lungs.
As he calmed down his coughing, and started to grumble angrily as he rested his bloated chin on his right hand, watching his lovely nurglings and other daemons wander around his dank, musky home, the Plague God sensed something vile, putrid, and foreign enter the Chaos Wastes...
Curious he looked at these invaders, and saw a powerful unaligned mortal leading an army of mortal and...daemons, surprising the Plague God apart from Bödvarr Ribspreade, Festus, Abrax, Vilitch, Sigvald, and Archeon, their shouldn't be any other champion capable of commanding daemons at the moment, that's when OW-NURGLE saw the infected hounds and infectors amongst the warband of this nameless, unaligned warrior.
He saw as this Chaos Lord, and elves marched alongside these plague daemons unaffected by any symptoms or disease.
Which drew OW-Nurgle's attention, such a warrior and those unknown daemons should be his to command and welcome to his loving family.
So first he tried to take control of the Infectors and infector hosts, but in the end they didn't listen or obey him, shocking the Plague God never has this happened...he suspects Tzeentch must be responsible for this and maybe even for the disappearances of Ku'gath and Festus!!!
He'll send some of his legions to attack his domain later...for now he must observe and test this mortal, claiming him as his newest champion, seems the Plague God mood has become slightly better than what it was before.
[Quick Note: this will be official designs for Tzeentch and Slaanesh when they're officially apart of the 40k universe, Slaanesh is purely female like her daemons except Nkari and some other named daemons.]
Location the Realm of the Sorcerer/The Crystal Labyrinth, the Impossible Fortress
Just as Tzeentch manifests and appears in many different guises, many of them fluid and shifting, so too, the domain of the Changer of Ways within the Realm of Chaos, the Realm of the Sorcerer, constantly adapts to its master's whims, desires, moods, and, of course, the demands of his Thousand and One Plots, acting as a enormous crystalline labyrinth dominates the landscape, a luminescent plane shimmering like a polished, mottled opal.
The passages in this maze appear, dissolve, merge, split, and change direction seemingly at random.
At the heart of this eldritch ever shifting domain is Tzeentch's personal dwelling known as the Impossible Fortress.
Tzeentch was plotting his next innumerable schemes to unleash on the world as he manifested himself in his crystal and prism throne room, resembling a eldritch blue creature with hundred of eyes, a mouth on his head and scrotch.
With several sets of primary arms doings various tasks around his throne room, the two long arms with an eye at their palms looking and reading through the endless tomes and spell books that flew around his throne, two other arms were whispering spells, promises, and deals with various creature of the mortal realm.
Floating cross legged with two of elongated arms with nine clawed digits and mouths on their palms rested on his knees, as he commanded his multiple tentacles growing from his back reached out, and with their open tips revealing mouths (Picture the Deep Rising Monster Tentacles in Tzeentchian colors) and pluck on the stands and strings of fate.
All the while, Tzeentch's form was in constant flux and change spawning, fading, sprouting, and molding mouths, tentacles, claws, eyes, faces and so much eldritch things...
Tzeentch was about to continue making schemes and manipulating the fates of countless souls and events when he sensed foreign magic enter the Chaos Wastes, said magic was...completely disconnected from him, which should be impossible!!!!
All magic originates, and are pieces of him, when he manipulated Khorne years ago to strike him down, and shatter his form resulting in magic overflowing through the world, he tasked his heralds the Blue Scribes (P'tarix and Xirat'p) to wander across the world to collect my shards and claim all the magical knowledge and power that the mortals have done with them.
With exception of his siblings Slaanesh and...Nurgle...he has collected and recorded all the magic that currently exists in the mortal world which is still aroun 8% of his former power restored, with the exception of Cathay which still denies what is rightfully his, their no new magic.
This unknown magic and the wielder of such lore must be his, as he starts by seeing into the fate and mind of this wandering Chaos Lord...and immediately to Tzeentch's shock he saw nothing, then a daemonic creature that Tzeentch has never seen before, a daemon holding onto a maiden statue. (Iron Maiden 666)
Before Tzeentch could threatened or attack the daemon, Iron Maiden 666 reached down his blade like claws and open the iron maiden casting the God of Sorcery into the void, as the ability Infinity Void was now in affect.
Tzeentch was pulled into the void, as infinite amount of information and data was being forced into his mind!!!!
It was too much, as all the God of Knowledge, felt was excruciating and agonizing pain inside his head, never before has he suffered like this!!!!
And as the creature mysteriously appeared and attacked him, it banished as Tzeentch was on his knees, swiftly transforming into a mass of faces, eyes, mouths, and eldritch material, hissing and screeching in pain.
Whatever that daemon was it will pay...he needed to rest and ease his migraine.
Also he still needed to secure and collect this new magic, but that can wait for whatever fate this nameless Chaos Lord desires, he shall make possible or impossible unless he serves, as he reverted to another form (picture Tzeentch in Google image) it will take time for his pain to go away, and he change back to a more favorable form, when a Lord of Change came to his throne room informing the Changer of Ways that Nurgle is attacking them...Tzeentch sighed from all his ever changing amount of mouths, seem that today wasn't his day...
Location the Queendom of Excess-The Six Circle of Seduction/The Palace of Pleasure, Slaanesh's Personal Chambers
It can be identified by the elaborate architecture and disturbing, fleshy wastelands of pink and light purple.
At the heart of his domain there are six circular sub-realms arranged in concentric rings surrounding her godly palace.
Slaanesh the Chaos Goddess of Unspeakable Excess, was sitting on a cushion bed like sofa like bed, surrounded by her harem of beautiful, sensual she-daemons the daemonettes and more.
As she was fed grapes from a handmaiden, she step out of her draped bed chambers revealing herself as a perfect beauty with flawless pink and light purple tinted pale skin, royal purple, pink, and mauve colored long perfect hair, a body that scream seduction, sensuality, and utter attraction, possessing an hourglass, figure with round, luscious, large breasts, a thin waist with a set of nice, wide, soft, plump thighs and legs.
She has magenta colored scales sprouting allover her body from her limbs, face, cleavage, waist and head which is in the shape of a crown made with a third glowing oval shape eye in bright light pink, Slaanesh she has six pair of plum purple sharp horns two long slight curved on the top of her head, another pair was curling large, thick sprouting from the side of her head, and lastly another pair curved coming down below her very long pointed elvish ears.
Slaanesh has six pair of pink, magenta, and purple colored devil wings with large sets of beautiful but disturbing eyes on the wings, with these eyes being perfect and swirling combination of her color scheme.
Slaanesh has a beautiful and young human almost elvish like face, without any sort of flaw or imperfections.
Luscious pink lips, and perfectly slightly curved eyes colored magenta, while she preferred to be naked she is known to wear transparent see-through silk pinkish-purple dress like a Greek Goddess with precious stones and ores strapped to her dress and nipples, and on her wrists and ankles golden hoops.
She was the embodiment of perfection, desires, and beauty when she and her rivals/hated siblings all sensed a mayor disturbance within their lands, like them she saw the Chaos Lord, unnoticed by her older siblings, she could detect lust of unimaginable levels come from this mortal, an opportunity to gain a powerful servent to fight for her, and corrupt the land in her name, but her thoughts were interrupted by the brown skinned elves that were following this nameless Chaos Lord.
When she saw this, she started waining and yelling like a child that those along with all other elves belong to her to command and devour, she'll have to contact this mortal soon before her siblings claim such a mysterious...but lustful champion.
Location the Chaos Waster/Near the Fortress of the Damned
While the continued, Laharl felt someone try to enter their avatar's mind which immediately activated Iron Maiden 666.
Immediately he suspected it was the Old World, Tzeentch trying to scry their future and see into their mind he must be suffering the worst migraine in his existence.
While Khorne and Nurgle told him, that their lesser counterparts tried to take control over their daemons only for their will and power, to be like a nat in comparison so their lesser daemons just ignored their Old World counterparts as they were closing in on an Chaos fortress that their starting to see on the horizon...when...
The three Chaos Gods within Ixion sensed a small army approaching them, these enemies were touched by Chaos, but seems to be not aligned with a specific God, as their older brother put it they serve all of them making these enemies Chaos Undivided.
As these enemies continue approaching them they decided to organize their forces, and prepare for the upcoming attack.
Khorne commanded his bloodletters to join their unit, and charge at the upcoming enemies directly, while Nurgle sent the 20 infected hounds, to the front with his 30 infectors in the center.
Laharl instructed his mortifinis specifically the guillotine, dual-swords, and harbert wielders to the front with the shi'lanorai ice warriors and shadow hunters lead by their lieutenant the dark wendigo.
Lastly he organized the Crystal Wraiths, Cryowitches, and Sawdisk Finis into flank of their army to focus on range and magic casting at their enemies, from a safe distance, using his knowledge the Dark One knew the most probable opponents they'll facing would be either Chaos Warriors which will be slow moving, strong melee, weak range, and versatile spell lores of Chaos, Fire, Metal, or Shadow.
And the other possible adversary, would be Norscans, they have better range than chaos warriors, a lot more movement, while weaker monster units their faster than Chaos, but their drawback that unless align with a specific God Norscans have average physical stats...in Laharl's opinion the perfect first opponents and souls for them to feast upon...as they drew their avatar's blade, the Hellbane, and prepare for battle Laharl said, "Brothers. Either of you wants to lead this fight or shall we fight together?"
Khorne and Nurgle are surprised by their brother's generosity and consideration, while they would love to personally fight and lead in this battle, against their egos and better judgment they decided to fight together in a Chaos Undivided state of Ixion, with that settled their ready for the upcoming slaughter.