The Battle of Castobel
Possessed Chaos Marine
“As I brand my flesh, so I brand my soul. As I prepare for the essence, I remember that I am the elite. For soon I will become the Possessed.”
–S’Trakh, Possessed Chaos Space Marine of the Word Bearers Legion
The Possessed are demented Chaos Space Marines who harbour a singular gift: they allow their bodies to serve as vessels for the daemons of the empyrean. For them, merely serving the Gods of Chaos is not enough; as such, they willingly become hosts to these otherworldly beings gaining additional abilities and powers in the process. However, such a bargain is not without severe risk. Possession is usually agonising and excruciating as the daemon within morphs and warps the flesh to better serve their needs. Their brethren look on jealously as the flesh melts, and the muscle and bone underneath pop and crack with contortions, such pain eventually driving the Possessed mad. Many afterwards describe the sensation as a “joyous moment.”
Many have allowed themselves to be possessed to show their devotion to their Chaos God or to gain the unearthly power that only daemonic possession can bring. The majority of the time, a possessed retains control over their actions, the daemon never permanently displacing the mortal mind of the Marine. It is only during times of bloodshed and battle that the daemon comes to dominate the pairing, assuming complete control over the shared body. The Marine, already a savage warrior, becomes an utterly relentless and bestial destroyer. His body no longer feels pain. The daemon given free reign, mutations twist the Marine’s human form further into daemonic and inhuman shapes.
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