Samhus rejoiced as he broke free of the Sea of Souls and crossed the vast distance to the Macragge system.
Once again, he had descended upon the material realm.
As one of the most active Greater Daemons of Chaos, Samhus eagerly answered the great Four Gods' call to war against the Accursed One. That damned Accursed One was trying to lead humanity in completely escaping the Warp's influence, undoubtedly touching upon the fundamental bottom line of the entire Warp.
The Warp and the real universe were mirrors with two sides. The emotions and thoughts of living beings in reality nourished the Warp's existence, and the Accursed One's actions were undoubtedly digging at the Warp's roots.
If humanity truly transcended and was no longer affected by the Warp, then The Empyrean, having lost its anchor, would derail from this already-dead universe, and its influence would rapidly decline.
For this, the Four Chaos Gods had even suspended their eternal Great Game, barely joining forces to wage war against humanity.
Samhus had originally been answering the summons of the Word Bearers and other traitors, marching toward the Accursed One's stronghold—the Solar System.
The Word Bearers' chief chaplain, Erebus, had gathered the strength of countless daemons and commanded a host of fiends despite being merely a mortal Astartes.
Erebus possessed the darkest, sweetest soul Samhus had ever seen. He seemed born as the embodiment of all despicableness, shamelessness, betrayal, and curses. It could be said that the Warmaster Horus's fall was inseparably linked to Erebus.
It had been this Word Bearers chief chaplain who stole the cursed Anathame blade from beneath the protection of the Interex Federation and delivered it to Eugen Temba, the governor of Davin who had already been corrupted by Chaos.
The wound Horus received from the Anathame could not heal.