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"You are a child of chaos, our very pressence runs through your blood! Do our bidding, and we will grant you power, unspeakable power, lay waste to the nearby village, you know you want to, i will speak to you again when your task is done my child, Crozgor" spoke the unseen voice

The gor sniffed, man flesh was close, he looked to the east, and saw light saw smoke. The crazed gor with his new found strength and weapon charged down the mountian racing towards the scent of man, the whole area surrounding him seemed to cripple at his unholy sight.

The sun had just risen in the small village, but it was allready full of life. Down in the crop fields a few women were talking about their children. One of them stood still in shock, gazing into the nearby woods.
"Look!" she said pointed at the forests
"The forest seems dead and plagued!" one replied
Then one saw what stood silent, staring, nothing could take its mind of killing.
The women screamed with terror and started to run to the village.
The gor walked slowly through the crop fields.
A woman reached the church tower and rang the bell, shouting "BEASTMAN, BEASTMAN, DOWN IN THE FIELDS!"
The men of the village grabbed their pitchforks, spears, and crudely made swords, and giggled at the idea of a lone beastman.

When they arrived at the crop field, it was empty, but dead, no sign of the beastman. A child stood on a box next to window, gazing into the woods, waiting for his dad to return. He allways thought his dad was a hero.
The child scratched his back and turned his read around at his room until, a gigantic diseasd fist smashed his head against the wall, the childs head smashed open, blood drizzled over the floor. The gor just walked out of the room laughing to himself. This slaughter carried on, as the scared women and children hiding in their houses were one by one ripped apart or cut in two, until there was only one heartbeat left in the small village.

The men of the village returned home, with their spirits high at the idea of a beastmen fleeing from them. Thats when they saw their small village, silent, blood staines dripping out windows, some bodies had been thrown out of the houses by the beastman. The men wept silently at the sight. One of them foolishly announced that the child of chaos was a coward, to scared to fight poeple who can defend them selves. With this, the beastman emerged from the shadow, the head of a small child firmly in his grasp, he rolled it to the men and roared with immence satisfactory. With this notion, the men of the village, yelled with battle frenzy and charged the lone beastman and their death.

The Gor stood silently at the centre of the village, the dead ground arround him comforted him. he waited and waited for that voice again, he wanted his reward, he also wanted the voice to tell him to kill again. Suddenly infront of the Gor, a small greenish flame flashed then disapeared leaving behind a small disgusting, deformed plagued creature, holing a metal shield above his head. The Gor grabbed the shield, yet again it fused with his hand, and this time arm, but this time, it gave the gor immence pleasure. With seeing this the plague creature vanished in yet another green flame.

"You are allmost complete Crozgor, my child of chaos" Announced the voice " just earn one more piece and then your destiny will be fulfilled!,
but for now, you must kill...."

I see you're writing a story about a Chaos hero. Keep it coming!

not just any hero, my TT figure, hes getting the same equipment and mark etc. its kinda obvious what mark he has, allthought it isnt officially announced yet