Heretic Legion Lore

HERETIC LEGION
“We are no longer supplicating weaklings trembling before an unmerciful God. We say: Blessed
are the mighty-minded, for they shall ride the whirlwinds.”
-Ramman, the Annointed of the XXI Heretic Legion 'Widowmakers'
A shroud of darkness blankets the world. Smoke and brimstone spews from the yawning gates
of Inferno enveloping the lands, where people have abandoned God and openly wage war
against His Creation. It is a grim reality that a full third of humanity has bent their knee before
the idols of Hell. The main military force of Satan on Earth is the Heretic Legions, raised from
amongst these citizens of the damned.
Spies are sent into Hell’s domains under special absolution by the Cardinal Protector. Most are
caught, never to be seen again, save for some who’s eternally screaming heads are returned to
New Antioch, branded with bleeding runes that mock the Holy Trinity.
Yet some do make it back to the light, whispering of the horrors they have witnessed: of firstborn
cast into the mouths of the burning statues of Baal and human flesh sold by the pound in
dreadful markets. They speak of the great idols of the Golden Calf and rapturous men and
women who prostrate themselves before them, carving layers of their own flesh in ecstatic
offering. Inverted pyramids and towers plunge into the depths of these cities, built of iron and
black stone. Within their depths stand sacrificial altars where screaming captives are slowly
sliced to death over agonising days and weeks with sacrificial knives made of infernal basalt.
Cathedrals to the Princes of Hell hang from great arches of volcanic stone, while captives are
crucified on hundreds of upside-down crosses.
Accounts speak of sprawling factories made of mutilated flesh and metal, their forges yielding
endless munitions for the ongoing war. Guided by the teachings of Tartarus' smiths, alchemists
toil over colossal weapons and armoured behemoths, wielding the forbidden secrets of their
patrons' metallurgy to forge instruments of death and suffering beyond the grasp of any human
engineer. Once-proud cities of Earth, where churches have been toppled and entire populations
are now dedicated towards bringing down the very Throne of Heaven.
Amongst the forsaken citizens that endure within the earthly domains of Hell, the greatest status
is afforded to the soldiers fighting in the Great War. But joining the army of damnation is no easy
task. Those who wish to win a place amongst the Heretic Legions must make an unholy
pilgrimage to the burning bronze gates of Hell where, even from leagues away, the infernal heat
sears both flesh and spirit until the pain becomes unbearable. In the Valley of Tears the great
road that leads to the gate, paved as it is with wailing souls and lamentations, is littered with
endless mounds of charred bodies. Many are still half-alive, writhing in agony, trapped in a
grotesque twilight between life and death, their wickedness deemed insufficient. These
discarded souls are doomed to writhe in agony until the Day of Judgement.
Those who make it within sight of Hell’s Maw are considered worthy and are initiated into the
Legions, taking unbreakable vows that chain them into darkness for all eternity, their bodies
branded with the mark of the Devil Lord that has claimed them. Armouries of Hell then equip
them for battle and Heretic Priests beckon forth new supplicants as dictated by the whispers of
their patron arch-devils. Thus a new Heretic Legionnaire is born. They hail Lucifer as their
master and are damned for all eternity.
Yet there are some who push further on: to the very Gate itself and beyond. Their very flesh
ignites, never to recover, but those with the blackest souls can enter the Inferno itself. Amongst
those the Anointed are especially revered amongst the Legions. They are the paragons of
unhinged brutality – men and women of colossal vigour and unyielding devotion. Having tread
the accursed path to the shores of the Lake of Eternal Flame, where the damned wither and
contort in ceaseless torment, the Anointed emerge forever scarred by the embrace of abyssal
fires. The blackened and burnt flesh of the Anointed will never heal, but in exchange they are
granted the right to wear Heavy Gehenna armoured suits and they gain strength to wield
weapons that a normal man could barely lift. It is said that glancing into their eyes one can see
the reflection of the very flames of Hell, forever etched in their vision.
Yet some who witness go even further in their depraved devotion. Suicide is a mortal sin and
one eagerly embraced by many. Most cry out for devils to notice their final sacrifice in vain, as
the Infernal nobles are capricious and delight in betraying their own as much as their enemies.
But those with truly wicked and depraved souls are resurrected in contempt of the Redeemer,
coming back as Choristers, horrific mockeries of Creation whose severed heads sing unholy
hymns praising the Devil, their voices causing the ears of their enemies to bleed.
Though the vast bulk of the Heretic Legions are made of mortal humans, Hell often sends their
own abhorrent progeny to reinforce their mortal foot soldiers: nightmarish War Beasts made of
captured and possessed beasts and dreaded Artillery Witches who act as mobile artillery
supporting the Heretic lighting assaults. Thus, in this accursed theatre of war, mortals and
abominations march hand in withering hand, bound by the suffering ties of damnation. The wails
of tortured beasts meld with the shrieks of damned souls, while the skies rain down fiery
retribution upon all who dare to oppose the Heretics’ ceaseless crusade for a demented parity
with their Creator.

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