The three gods joined forces in an assault, their target the symbol of Tzeentch's dominion and his most powerful artifact—the Crystal Staff.
To prevent the staff's loss from causing the other gods' power to surge, Tzeentch chose to destroy it himself as a gesture of surrender. Amid a cataclysmic explosion, the Crystal Staff shattered into countless fragments and flew to every corner of space and time. Even for gods, recovering the staff was an impossible task. In doing so, Tzeentch ensured that no one could obtain the power he had once possessed.
There was another question in this ancient tale: where had Tzeentch's staff come from? Tzeentch ruled change, and he was strongest when change was at its greatest. The transition of the world from nothing into existence was undoubtedly the greatest change of all. At the very instant the universe was born, perhaps the embryonic form of Tzeentch had already existed, with the staff clutched tightly in his hand.
"You all were so arrogant back then." Tzeentch swayed his head, putting on an air of nostalgia for the old days. Then, with a spell, he tore open Nurgle's body and ripped out his source of life, clenching it in his hand.
"The world has now returned to its primordial state. Your inexplicable weakening and the gradual collapse of the Milky Way have given the supreme laws an ingenious illusion. They will believe that heat death has arrived. But the remaining life and heat are sending the supreme laws another message. The two messages will collide, and in the end, the world will fall into a logical error between extinction and birth. A new staff will be born from that."
As Tzeentch finished speaking, Rokasna, like Tzeentch's shadow, extended a hand, and the staff slowly appeared. Tzeentch shifted his state