Warhammer 40k: Hero's World

After seeing too much of the internet, I feel more motivated than ever to destroy this world. I mean, what the hell is a furry?! Why do these mutated freaks want to fuck a human-looking animals?! God Emperor, please cleanse my mind of these thoughts.

After my nightly prayer, it was finally past 1 a.m., and you know what that means—more hunting, baby!

Like before, I put my black clothing. This time, I used my sticky quirk (yes, I'm calling it "sticky" from now on it's official and trademarked because I can, so shut up) to get to the rooftops, making it easier to find prey quickly.

And, oh boy! There are groups of people walking the streets, but not just any people. These guys have guns! So those three meats weren't lying about gangs coming for my head, huh?

Meh, doesn't change a thing. In fact, it saves me time! Conveniently, one group is heading back in the opposite direction, probably to their base. With so many people out hunting me, their base must be mostly empty.

So my journey started, as I sit sailing to the sea, looking for my lost treasure that my great great great grandmother left me behind, a fucking ps5 with games!

"..."

did I really just gone of the rails there? My bad guys.

Anyway, now that I'm sane again, I see that I subconsciously followed the group. Neat. I can see their base, it's a simple, old house with a massive yard and by massive i mean fucking massive and surrounded by high walls.

To be fair, all the houses here are like this. I mean, massive walls. Even "my" house has those walls around the yard. Anyway, enough bullshiting. Now that this group  has outlived its usefulness, it's time to break their necks. Sorry, but it's just the way it is, I'm only a messenger from the God Emperor.

I jumped down on the biggest one. With the impact, he slammed head-first into the ground. Before the other two could react, I blew their heads off with my newly modified Glock 19! By modified, I mean I just added a homemade silencer. ANYWAY! Yummy, yummy food, here I come!

After some meat, I gained a new quirk! It's an "above human strength" quirk or some shit like that. I can break concrete in the street, so that's good. But I doubt I can do that with tougher metals.

The other two didn't give me much. One gave me the ability to change my hair color... yeah, it's shit. The last one gave me super-fast nail growth... I'm not fucking joking. At least I can control it, that's a plus right?

I hope their base at least has some powerful meat. With dinner done, I climbed over the wall using my sticky quirk. With my heat vision, I saw six people inside, not bad. I can take out at least 3 of them without being noticed. The one inside must be the boss. This is going to be fun.

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In an unknown location, inside a massive lab, Zahak stared at a large, hovering, red-glowing crystal in the center of the room. The lab was filled with computers and cultists, some performing a ritual around the crystal, while others monitored the machines.

"How's the progress?" Zahak asked a nearby scientist.

"It's going great, sir! As you can see, by following your instructions and your book, we've successfully trapped souls in this crystal." The book the scientist referred to was one Zahak had written, detailing the methods of summoning demons and using sorcery and about the chaos gods.

"Good. With this, I can finally use it as a catalyst to the Warp. The more souls, the stronger the connection to the Warp. Good job, all of you."

"Thank you, sir! It's all thanks to you that we've seen the truth. This is the least we could do."

"Oh, no need to thank me. I'm just doing what's right for everyone. Now, why don't you go and charge the crystal?"

"Yes, right away! Guards!" The scientist left with the guards.

Zahak lingered a little longer in his lab, smiling at his new achievement in sorcery.

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Wow! That was fucking boring. I just sneak killed three of them outside the house. One was quirkless, so nothing from him. But the other two gave me "thicker skin." Just like the name says, my skin is tougher. I guess a knife can't cut me now. i don't really know tho. Bullets still works; one took him down, after all.

The other quirk I got was 'finger shock.' I can electrocute people with a touch. Lucky me.

They must've noticed by now that their guys are gone. I mean, I did take my time eating them, so they're probably on high alert. Meh, let's go in!

I kicked down the main door and was greeted by two people.

"There he is! Div! Freeze him!" one of them shouted, holding an AK-47. Thanks to the internet, I now know what guns they use- wait, did he just say freeze?

Shit! A large needle of ice shot straight for my stomach. But because I'm so cool, I just bent my waist 90 degrees, letting it pass a few inches from my face.

"What are you doing?! Use the gun!" the ice guy screamed, but before he could say more, I put a bullet between his eyes.

"FUCK!" The other guy started shooting at me. Using the narrow corridor to my advantage, I wall jumped toward him. Before he could raise his gun, my teeth were already buried in his neck. All this happened in a matter of seconds. Wow, my quirks are really stacking up now.

Standing up, I used my heat vision to locate the boss, but I got nothing. I can't pick up his heat signal. Weird. I'm sure he was here.

I entered the room where I last saw him, only to find a bloody corpse. His head had been severed, his body chopped into pieces, and his intestines splattered across the walls.

"Wow. That's brutal, even for me." My heat vision picked up nothing alive nearby. Either the thing that killed him is long gone—which I doubt—or it's something that doesn't show up on heat vision, meaning it's a... "Automaton."

I dodged just in time as a blade came for my head. Looking at it, I saw a humanoid robot with two bladed arms. Its body resembled a human skeleton, dark with glowing red eyes.

But I didn't care about any of that. My eyes were locked on its head. The symbol that I fear. A symbol I hate. A symbol that I sew before my death. A symbol of choas.

I...i-i...I can't think straight. I can't feel anything. I can't understand. How? HOW?! HOW DID THEY GET HERE?! HOW DARE THEY COME HERE?! HOW?! HOW HOW HOW HOW HOW HOW HOW HOW HOW HOW?!?

"HOW HOW HOW HOW HOW HO- HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA" Is this insanity? I can't think. I don't want to think. I just want to let go. So I let it go. And when I let it go...the only thing I sew was... red.

"FOR THE GOD EMPEROR!"