Ugoliant, the Twisted Twins
And the child of chaos proclaimed – This is good! – his voice was a thousand dying whispers echoed by a thousand more birthing screams – Twin servants, twisted into something... moooore but infinitely... lessssss than they were before – his voice trailed in the back of their minds as they finished their vows and broke the last seals.
– Twisted and awesome in the extreme – and in their apotheosis, agonizing pain seared their minds as the knowledge of the infinite crystal labyrinth washed over them in waves of twisting, purple-crimson warp.
And thus they became one and two, but never the same. Twisting and contorting with every thought, every wriggle of their appendages reaching out into untold dimensions to shape thought and fate. They conjured a steed of concentrated objectivity to bind their limitless potential and focus it into reality. The Ugoliant was their guide and their prison, exchanging self and freedom for the machinations of fate itself.
It could sniff power across the waves of the warp – take us there – they proclaimed together, but each at their own – take us there and we will shape the fate to come!
The thing opened what was a mouth of infinite fangs, and the warp was torn apart in front of it, ripping away time to lead them where they felt the call of their master...
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