Typhus’ Corruption: The Fall of the Death Guard’s Hero – Part 5

Title: The Rebirth of Callis Typhon: A Grand Symphony of Plague and Destruction

In the grim darkness of the far future, amidst the turmoil of life and the chilling embrace of death, there existed the Death Guard. Tireless, they existed in a paradox only they could comprehend, their lives a haunting dance between the essence of existence and the finality of the grave. For the inhabitants of Zaram, death was their predestined fate, yet they remained frozen in their doomed journey, cursed by the very diseases that brought their end.

Aboard the Terminus Est, we find Callis Typhon, a herald who bore the truth about the harsh reality of life and death. The title, given to him by pilgrims, resonated deeply within him. He convened with his Grave Warden and offered them ceremonial cups, each laced with a drop of his own cursed blood, a symbol of their shared fate. Their course was set towards the main fleet, their splintered flotilla journey coming to an end.

What seemed to be a routine raid for the warriors of the Death Guard was, in fact, a rebirth. A true exocytosis took place on the distant planet, where Typhon’s hidden essence emerged outward through a wound inflicted by a Dark Angel. His brethren drained their chalices, and Typhon was reminded of the name the pilgrims had given him – Typhus. This was a pivotal moment in the legion’s destiny, the beginning of an unimaginable transformation.

En route to Terra, the fleet transitioned into the Warp, where Typhon made a bold move. He eliminated the fleet’s astropaths, accusing them of conspiracy against the Primarch, Mortarion. Assuring Mortarion of his navigational abilities, Typhon led them into the dread domains of Grandfather Nurgle, where a horrific epidemic swept through the entire fleet.

In these claustrophobic confines, fat devil flies buzzed, injecting their venom into the desperate warriors. Power armor melded and distorted into grotesque shapes, and their superhuman resilience proved a curse as they were slowly, sickeningly transformed into Plague Marines. Mortarion, the Primarch of the Death Guard, suffered unimaginably, his legendary resilience rendered meaningless by the horrifying plague.

Mortarion’s faith in Typhon, his old friend, waned, yet he refused to believe in his betrayal. He released the demon Gror, hoping it would serve him and destroy Typhus. But the demon had pledged its allegiance to Nurgle, and in the climactic battle, Typhon absorbed an entire swarm of demonic flies and was reborn. His back swelled, breaking bones and ceramite plates, from which emerged a cloud of flies and colossal horns. His gray flesh fell away to reveal rotting muscles and armor fused with flesh in a revolting symphony of destruction.

The rebirth of Callis Typhon as the immortal Typhus, the Herald of Plague and Destruction, signified the end of their friendship. He was the incarnate ideal of the Death God, unwavering and steadfast. Mortarion, enveloped by the black despair, remembered his death at the hands of Necare, and with no Emperor to save him, he too pledged his loyalty to Grandfather Nurgle and was reborn. Along with him, the entire legion was reborn, and the ship Terminus Est began to undergo its own gruesome transformation.

Stay tuned for the next part of this multi-part series, where we delve deeper into the cataclysmic changes that befall the Death Guard and the Terminus Est.

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