Sons of Malice/0-Struggle in the Immaterium//Warhammer 40 000 ENG

Hear me, O gathered hosts—humans, xenos, and daemonic horrors alike! Once, the Immaterium was a realm of impossible splendor—untouched by malice, unshaped by the corrupting tides of emotion. A sea of pure essence… untainted. But such purity could not endure. It was defiled—twisted—claimed by darkness. In its agony, it awakened. In its madness, it took form. And thus it came to be ruled by the Four—those vile and ruinous powers whose names echo through eternity. But mark this well… it was not always four. There was a Fifth. Greater. Mightier. A being who beheld the growing corruption and, in terrible clarity, chose annihilation over decay—for in the grim darkness of the far future, there are no gods of mercy… and no true salvation. The Four, each alone too weak to stand against him, trembled—not only at his power, but at what his victory would mean. The end of their dominion. The return of silence. Of stillness. Of a peace long forgotten. And so, they did the unthinkable. They united. Chaos, bound by fear. What followed was a war beyond time, beyond reason—a clash that tore at the very fabric of the Immaterium itself. Was the Fifth destroyed? Cast into the abyss? Or sealed away in chains that even the gods dare not name? None can say. Not even the Four remember the truth… or perhaps they fear it. And now… gather close, and bear witness to the legend— THE WAR IN THE IMMATERIUM… THE BATTLE OF ONE AGAINST FOUR The track and performance were created by A.I with a bit of my help. Therefore, I hold no rights to it. The purpose of every piece is one: the glory of Malice/Malal. This channel is inspired by other creators I highly recommend checking out. It exists and lives thanks to them: ‪‪@WyrwiSzczena‬ ‪@LinuxInGame‬ ‪@Grimskald-k7j‬ TEXT: Silence… A whisper… The Immaterium… awakens… OH-WA-AH-AH-AH! [Verse 1] Before fire, before fear, Before stars had learned of wrath, In every soul, in every dream, Something grew… and craved more blood. Rage and pain, fear and desire, Every scream — it was a blade, From them rose the four dark lords, Four who tore the galaxy apart. [Chorus] Four rule — the four remain, Yet in the shadows grows another game… Malal is coming — silence, end — He wants to drown it all until only dust remains. The galaxy turns into ash, The Warp is breaking, time will crash… The four all know, though none will say — That even Chaos can decay. [Verse 2] Blood for the throne — skulls in piles, Laughter of plague — a rotting trial, Change whispers: “Betray your kind,” Pleasure screams: “More — don’t be denied!” Each of them sought to rule alone, Each of them craved to claim the throne, But then there came a shadowed being — That sank its fangs in every one of them. [Chorus:] Four rule — the four remain, Yet in the shadows grows another game… Malal is coming — silence, end — He wants to drown it all until only dust remains. The galaxy turns into ash, The Warp is breaking, time will crash… The four all know, though none will say — That even Chaos can decay. Four… against one… And even then… they stood no chance! He was not like them — he craved no power! He wanted no souls — he wanted the end of all! He shattered the Warp… tore dreams apart… The gods… felt fear. Four against one — and still not enough… They could not kill him… could not break him… So they bound him… With a ritual older than time… [Final Chorus] FOUR RULE — THE FOUR REMAIN! YET IN THE SHADOWS GROWS ANOTHER GAME! MALAL IS COMING — SILENCE, END — HE WILL DROWN IT ALL UNTIL ONLY DUST REMAINS! THE GALAXY TURNS INTO ASH! THE WARP IS BREAKING — TIME WILL CRASH! THE FOUR ALL KNOW — EACH ONE CAN SEE — THAT EVEN CHAOS CAN CEASE TO BE! Bound… yet not dead… In the Ancient Castle he waits in dreams… He waits… And he will return. #sonsofmalice #warhammer40k #warhammer40000 #warhammer #chaosspacemarine