To Rubezahl The Magnificient the most noble aim is to satisfy the self. If you act in the interest of another you commit the most grievous of crimes. He was once an assault Captain of the Emperor’s Children named Rufus Sallin, a dashing warrior who did not crush the emperors enemies but removed them from existence with the deft hand of a surgeon. However the excesses which condemned the Emperor’s Children for eternity left their mark on Rufus Sallin. He was almost destroyed by the fall, the seemingly unending bloodshed combined with powerful chemical agents of alien origin burned nerve endings and destroyed the pleasure centres of his brain. He was a lost soul, trying and failing to relive all those lost glories. He wandered for millennia across the planets of the eye until he found the entity to whom he would be forever bound. His purpose became to attain daemon hood and the whispering voice guided him from slaughter to slaughter all in for one thing, himself. As he expertly carved the meat of a thousand former brothers and cousins he attracted a following. Try as he might to ignore them in aid of his own selfish preoccupation they refused to abandon him but simply allowed themselves to be pulled along in his wake. On his ascent to daemon hood Rubezahl was a changed creature. Where before he was silent now he was a demagogue, preaching the primacy of the self. Anyone could join the union but to leave meant death as did anything perceived by Rubezahl as altruism. The purpose of this loathsome murderous host became the destruction of as many living creatures as possible for as long as possible and as such set its course out of the eye of terror into the teeming imperium of man.
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