C1S2: Where is Tzeentch?
Channel: Society Of The Shattered Diamond
Date: 2018-07-06

The Society of the Shattered Diamond is a cult dedicated to the worship of Tzeentch, the architect of fate, the changer of the ways, the god with a billion names, the shifting breeze, the latent angst, the force of infinite wills. We seek no profit, we will not beg for money. We are.

Chapter 1: The Nature of Tzeentch
Series 2: Where is Tzeentch?

"Tzeentch exists in the Warp, a realm separate from our own, a parallel universe where time has no meaning and physics has no bearing. He lives in the heart of the impossible fortress, the crystal labyrinth. This is massive structure continuously growing, shifting, and shrinking. A place that no mortal may enter without his permission. Those who try to defy him fall into madness. It is a million rooms with a million doors, with each door leading to an unknown destination. As you open the door, gravity may reverse, and ceilings become floors. The door may open into the same room. The door may open into the entrance to the crystal labyrinth. The door may open into a place where time has reversed, and backwards become forwards. Each time a door is opened, the labyrinth shifts and everything is reset. Doors are walls, walls are doors, blue becomes orange and reality is unmade once again. Only those imbued with his power can unlock the path to his hidden chamber within. These are the Lords of Change, ferocious daemons of pure magic, resembling gigantic ravens. Many have trodden the steps of the crystal labyrinth, but few have found their way to his inner sanctum. Upon viewing Tzeentch himself, all mortals descend into insanity. His is a realm it is better not to know, for he is the unknowable, the ineffible, the incoherent. He lives exclusively in this labyrinth, and does not leave his fortress. He does not manifest himself in our reality, but he sends his daemons to do so. His many tricksters do his bidding within these mortal realms. He exists outside of reality as we know it. We are but pawns in his Great Game. Those of us who worship the architect of fate respect that he is beyond our understanding, and his desires exist outside our own. Praise Tzeentch, the self-generating, the one beyond all knowing. He guides us in our search for knowledge. He guides us in our demands for a better world. He guides us when we sleep and are waking. We are tools of his divine will. We are the blessed. We are the instruments of his pleasure. We are the chosen, the few, and the mighty. We are mortals imbued with his power. We are. We are. We are. "