The madness in the Warp intensified by the moment. Yet at the center of this chaotic vortex, the four Chaos Gods who should have ruled all and unleashed thunderous wrath upon any challenge to their authority had instead fallen into a profoundly unsettling silence.
After returning from the ritual site, they had almost simultaneously entered a state of deep, strange stagnation, as though the escalating chaos outside and the encroachment upon the edges of their domains had temporarily become irrelevant.
Tzeentch's Realm, Maze of Change.
Kairos, the two-headed Greater Daemon and Tzeentch's direct extension of will and chief adviser, anxiously paced before a stretch of labyrinthine barriers that had suddenly become impassable.
Ever since his master had returned alongside the strange being called Darth Vader, an unprecedented order had been issued: drive away every daemon and completely seal off the Maze's innermost region.
Any being attempting to approach or establish contact was rejected by an invisible yet powerful force.
Kairos's two heads whispered to one another, argued, calculated, and attempted to comprehend this sudden isolation.
He sensed violent energy fluctuations coming from the Maze's core. At times, they expanded as fiercely as the birth of the universe; at others, they contracted into a singularity. Mixed within them were cold whispers of anomalous beauty that he could not fully understand.
He tried every known means of communication, sending loyal calls and urgent intelligence, but received only dead silence—and the increasingly palpitating surge of energy beyond the barrier.
Tzeentch seemed to have become entirely immersed in the fragmented knowledge obtained from Yog-Sothoth, temporarily losing all interest in the outside world.
Perhaps, in Tzeentch's view, deciphering those mysteries now mattered far more than dealing with such "trivialities."
Slaanesh's Realm of Ecstasy, Palace of Excess.
Keepers of Secrets and Daemonettes reporting the situation prostrated