Why the Hell Did I Ascend to Daemonhood?

The Raven King's life had truly been hard.

Truly.

But even the hardships he had known until now had merely been a buffer and embellishment before the arrival of true suffering.

After the Raven King lost his means of rapidly rebuilding his legion, those of his sons whose altered mutation process had turned them into monsters formed squads and headed for the most dangerous places across the universe.

They were not waging guerrilla warfare. They were using suicidal methods to carry out the most dangerous missions.

For every two Raven Guard squads that went out on missions, perhaps not even one or two men would return alive.

And so, the suffering Raven King and his suffering sons drifted through the universe for a time.

But then, the Raven King received even more terrible news!

While he was immersed in grief, he suddenly learned that Sanguinius, Primarch of the Ninth Legion, had been tortured to death on Terra by the traitorous Horus.

It was said that Sanguinius had not even left behind a corpse, only a puddle of mush!

On that same day, the Imperial Chancellor, elder to all the Primarchs, the one who had constantly mediated the father-son relationship between the Emperor and the Primarchs... the Emperor's friend Malcador, also died!

At the same time, the Emperor was severely wounded in his battle with Horus. Rogal Dorn carried him back to the Throne, where he sat and never came down again.

Dorn, Primarch of the Imperial Fists Legion, also vanished without a trace that very day.

Upon learning this news, Corax returned to Terra in utter grief, only to see his father sitting withered upon the Throne.

He could not even say another word to his father...

Meanwhile, the still hot-tempered Lion El'Jonson returned to Terra and got into a