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death inevitable inescapable irrefutable where there is death， there is fear and from that fear the earth father was born the plague lord the chaos god of disease decay destruction and death by rebirth nurgle is undoubtedly the oldest of the ruinous powers for death and decay are as old as life itself， the garden and its continuous growth and care are chief amongst the flylord's concerns that prized garden diligently， nurtured and toiled stands sullied under the presence of indolent headinists seeking expansion for their excessive and decadent domain these playthings of slanesh have caughted the ire of kugath plague father the fetid groomaster the rotting poxmaker yugat's fascination with the breeding of fresh virulent life has earned him high favor among nurgles chosen obsessed with concocting the perfect contagion the plague father returns to the realms of chaos only real， but seize such visits as the opportune time to trial his newest plagues on rival demons， nurgling spew puss and disease as they burst on the knife edged claws of slanashi's demon ets whilst plague bearer's way their oozing masses into the riot of ecstasy and infection at the the border of the melee， the plague father mulls mixing concoctions both of material and mine this sordid invasion feels to kugath reminiscent of nakari sloenesh's notorious keeper of secrets kugath has served grandfather nurgle long enough to recognize a fate the fate indeed for why else would nakari himself not be leaving the charge it is unlike the arch tempter to abstain from giving and receiving that gift of pain the young god slanish has much to learn in the ways of subterfuge and could stand to study the arts void and mastered by the great conspirator with whom nurgle carries a mutual and enduring contempt but what skis could nakaru ribby plotting a full scale assault on the garden unlikely the faint here would suggest an attempt on kugat's mortal territories so it is the material realm the carri means to blind the blade father too a valiant effort， but kugat sees the truth eventually nurgle may be slow at times but its by design content with his assessment kugat means to end this distraction quickly， but first he must contend with slanesh's greater demon this keeper of secrets unleashes its lash of slanash spell felling a dozen weekend forsaken with a single whip the mere act of witnessing the keeper's power fan slanashes less a demons into a blissful rapture in checking them with vigor and enhancing their marshal prowess the affront against the garden lasts longer than cougeth had wanted indeed he itch is to return to the mortal realms to brew new plagues and discover nakari's schemes in an effort to overwhelm the epicurian invaders krugat summons are tied of eager nerdlings they swarm forth and explode on command spread in disease and pass across the battlefield not satisfied with the explosion the plague father employs the law of nurgle to summon up light boil this festering pulsing blister grows up through the ground before bursting in a shit cowl of disgusting fluids sloenesh's demons wither and die beneath the strain of a dozen maladies the garden is again secured and kugath can turn his attentions to the mortal realm at last how many potential plagues already lost in akari schemes death cannot say he knows only that the arch tempter will suffer every sickness known to grandfather nurgle， the earth father would expect no less。

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