(Dream)
Lucifer stared out across the plains at the colossal battle raging. His generals surrounded him in a flurry of movement and exotic colors like a flock of busy birds flying. He was wearing a uniform that matched his skin quite well. It was white with gold trims and buttons that shimmed in the hot hellish quasi. Those cool red brush things that go on the shoulders of important military figures were red like his dots on his cheeks and he had made himself a new cane with a handle that looked like an apple on the end.
The battle had been raging non-stop for four hours and showed no signs of stopping soon. Just now, an entire sword regiment had been blow apart by the 84mil cannons the Venzaians had spent years and billions of Helouks developing just in time for this war. The Invincible Army had come to face them finally after being drawn out at the Battle of of the Twin Spiders. He had not anticipated this level of power, discipline, and leadership from them though. Well played, Oaus Halhatatlan, well played indeed.
"General of the 56th army, come here." he said. The general rushed over to him, dropping everying thing he was carrying in the process. "Yes, my liege. What do you command of me?"
"On our right flank," Lucifer pointed out, " the Venzaians have cracked one of our perimeters and destroyed three sword regiments. Get a Bone-breaker division over there with a Leviathan to plug it before 56th army has to retreat." The general processed the instructions quickly, made a plan, and bowed deeply before leaving. Lucifer looked out again over the battlefield to see that already, the Bone-breaker division was living up to their name and slaughtering the Venzaian soldiers. As long as they don't get those blasted mech-marines, we should push them back by 2 kilometers by tonight, he thought wearily.
This war was starting to take a toll on him both as a person, but also as a father. He hadn't seen his daughter in nearly nine months and he was convinced she only remembered him due to the occasional updates and messages he would send back home. 'Tis a lonely life, the soldier. Never seeing your family, your friends dying around you, you knowing that you probably won't make it back to see them ,he thought sadly. His men must be in agony everyday, fighting a war caused by him and him alone, not knowing if they will ever return home or even live the next day.
"My king," his High General said, tapping him on the back, "we have a problem." Lucifer snapped away from his brooding and turned to him, "What is it?" "My liege," the general began, looking pale and sweaty, "They have routed the 6th army and there is chaos along our ENTIRE right flank, 56th and 21st and all that is stopping the Venzaians from breaking the entire 3rd division.
Lucifer erupted into a frenzied rage and began issuing orders left and right, at rapid fire pace. "Pull sappers back from the center-right divisions of 2nd army and send them over to support 6th army. Get 5 Leviathans and let them loose over the Venzaian center armies to cause some chaos. Send 200,000 Railgunners up towards left to try and break them there to relieve pressure on the-" "My emperor, GET DOWN!!" one of the generals said and knocked him over. He looked back at shock and fear. His general smiled at him, gave him a thumbs-up, and was then eviscerated by explosive ballista.
The explosion knocked him backwards into the side of the structure, he felt the wind leave his body as they connected. The building began to go up in flames as guards rushed around, evacuating everyone and searching for him. "SIR, YOU NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE, THEY ARE RUSHING OUR POSITIONS!!" "I'M FINE" he responded furiously after brushing himself off and rushed over to the panel to see his army being surrounded and annihilated, blood was already filling up pits with dead and the dying. Screams filled the air and body parts were flying around from the many explosions ringing about in the air.
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The Chaos Wars
FanfictionMorgoth has landed in a world of Chaos. Heaven has entered into a period of isolation for the past 190 years after the Venzaian Wars and hell is going ballistic. Charlie Morningstar is trying to redeem sinners to fix the problems, but only time will...