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The Norse who fought in the Darkness War paid a great price for their victory. Some boats did not return, they were lost with Excalibur in the Sargasso Sea. There would be no glorious death and the pyre for them, but only the cold sea and no death at all. Some boats did return, but those Vikings did not come home unchanged. They had travelled through roiling fog banks and an ocean of alien weeds, a graveyard that was a sea. Something got into them, gathered under their fingernails like soot, catching in their throats like smoke, dripping into their nightmares. The Filth sifted through their minds and darkest dreams, and there it found the passed-down tales of the draug. It bubbled and delighted at this inspiration...
The Buzzing, The Secret World

Lucius remained undefeated until, when fighting the infamous Lord Commander Cyrus, he finally met his match. His agonizing death was an experience of transcendent pleasure, but Slaanesh was loath to let such a promising protege slip into the realm of the dead. Over the next few weeks, the artificer armour Cyrus wore began to warp and change. His hair fell out in clumps, and dark lines appeared on his flesh, slowly pushing through his skin as a maze of scar tissue. Soon, Lucius had emerged completely, and all that remained of his executioner was a screaming, writhing face, subsumed for all eternity into Lucius' armour.
Thus it is that Lucius stalks the galaxy as an arrogant and sadistic slaughterer who can never truly be killed. Whoever slays him and takes even a moment of triumph from the act will find themselves transforming, slowly and painfully, into Lucius.
Warhammer 40,000: Chaos Space Marines Codex (4th edition)

What Ariel did not realize was that Morghur was not so easily destroyed. Even as the Mage Queen turned to leave, the beast's wounds had begun to heal. Worse, Morghur had taken her measure just as she had taken his. The beast had understood little of what he had seen, for his warped mind was a mad spiral in which thoughts and words were alien concepts; but Morghur was not so addled that he did not recognize Ariel for what she was. Having tasted a small measure of her power, he hungered for more. Slowly but surely, Morghur's meandering path began to creep southwards to Athel Loren.
Warhammer: Wood Elves Army Book (8th edition)

Ichar IV was under Imperial control within the month. However, both the Ultramarines Librarian and the Astropaths of the system felt the Patriarch's death scream resonate throughout the warp, and some even claimed to feel a subtle change, a distant shift in the noisome currents of the Immaterium.
Less than a fortnight later, the full force of the Great Devourer fell upon the Eastern Fringes as Hive Fleet Kraken began to consume everything in its path.

[Nurgle] welcomes the resistance of those who attempt to deny him, for each time they erect defences against his advances, he learns new ways to circumvent the opposition. Each cure breeds a newer, more powerful disease. Every victory for his enemies is pyrrhic, coming at a cost so great that it leaves the defenders open to the tender predations of Nurgle’s ever-evolving poxes. This is the nature of Nurgle. Resistance is self-defeating. Change is a delay, nothing more. Running and denial only buy time at a cost of suffering, and time has no meaning in the Realm of Chaos.
Black Crusade: The Tome Of Decay

Fate did not have mercy on me. I have destroyed the evil that tormented my kin! The source of our woes... yet I have doomed myself. I've already been traveling for two days. I have no water left. And in front of me, the same as before, are twists and turns of strange bulkheads, a huge mass of rusty iron... I am cursed. I am stuck here.

"You may take my life, but I will take your soul!"

Justin: Sometimes, when we have a large project that takes us into the open, Mr. Ages makes up a sleeping powder to give to Dragon.
Mrs. Brisby: How do you get him to take it?
Justin: Someone... must go into the farmhouse kitchen and put it in his dish. The only way into the kitchen is through a tiny hole in the floor. Ages tried it yesterday. That's how he broke his leg.

"So... There is more to these mortals than superficial evidence admits. Very well... If they would undo the deeds of gods, the must suffer as do the damned..."

Superman: (Unfazed) "Feel better now?"
Batman: (Clutching his fist) "I think I broke a couple of knuckles!"
Superman: "No, they're just badly bruised. You're lucky I rolled with that punch. You could've crippled yourself."


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