Through atomic fire, they gained strength. Strength and rage and a thirst for slaughter.
The blessings of Khorne were many for the brotherhood of World Eaters who demonstrated their devotion. Of the most insane of rampagers, the bloodthirsty, and the wicked, Khorne gave everlasting life in the crucible of battle.
Eternal rage poured from their armour in seeping strands of magma. Where there was once the great technology of the Imperium, there now grew new weapons, weapons made of the stuff of the warp. Blackened and distorted flesh made anew to better serve the Lord of Skulls.
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