ARCHAON THE EVERCHOSEN - Lord of the Apocalypse - The End Times - Total War: Warhammer 3 Lore

okay on the ever chosen the three-eyed King Herald of the Apocalypse Supreme champion of the four chaos gods and Lord of the end times he is the World's End made manifest and he rides atop a horrific demonic Steed of flames and War mer no God no it's Richard to charge me he is the chosen of the chaos gods and is protected and blessed with Dreadful artifacts of ancient evil each one bestowed as a reward for accomplishing The Impossible trials but the gods demanded of him archaeon managed to claim the legendary six Treasures of chaos which marked him as the ever chosen now he marches to bring the world to now the time has come to reap what has been sown the true test awaits [Music] if you want to be the one to bring the apocalypse to the world make sure to get your own copy of Total War Warhammer 3 through instant gaming in instant gaming you can get Total War Warhammer 3 or any game at a convenient discount ing them is super easy you buy your game of choice they give you a code for you to redeem it and then you just download it and start playing check the link in the description and support the channel by getting your next game at instant gaming by visiting instantgaming.com and use our code to get a chance to win a free game thank you foreign shook over and over with the Thundering sound of hundreds of thousands of warriors on the March true Warriors of Chaos up in the skies fire burned the heavens and Damnation fell upon the enemy that foolishly stood in our way I'm ahead of this Mighty Army was him one who makes the very Skies with fear RK on cannonballs flew through the air slaughtering many of us with cowardly tactics but unrelenting was our horde Steve steel gun powder all of those opposed us and the Very culmination of those things rammed into our lives a steam tank pushed his way past the front line using its Mighty weight and girth but it was meant by chanting rkon okay on the Lord of War had stopped the Metal Beast tackling the steel monster to the ground with other worldly strength and power slaughtering all of those inside chanting got louder and louder where blood we spilled all across the battlefield some Heroes battle on too stubborn to realize all hope is lost their time is passed at the new age of chaos and dismay beckons okay on truly is a warrior who did the unthinkable and succeeded where thousands of other champions of chaos had failed wielding a huge flaming sword named Slayer of Kings the ever chosen of chaos right atop dogar his own massive demonic horse that breathed fire and is larger than any other War Horse in existence [Applause] he is the martial Perfection of slanesh the sturdiness of nurgle the Rage of corn the spell crafting of Siege the very Gods themselves compete for his favor his adoration his soul but he denies them these things he negates them the pleasure as the ever chosen is truly undivided and although he recognizes the chaos Gods as the true forces that rule the cosmos he will not devote himself to any single chaos God God archaeon is the 13th and last ever chosen of Chaos of all the beings that have been able to become the ever chosen of chaos of all who have assailed the world over the ages RK Hunt is by far the most ruthless and perhaps the most powerful of them all I will prove much more children of wars [Music] the ever chosen is the destruction of the world made flesh but to understand such a being we must go back to the very start of his journey [Music] before there was archaeon the three-eyed King before he took by right of Might the six Legendary Treasures of chaos and was coronated as the ever chosen there was a Dietrich Kastner didurik was born in nordland shortly after the first great war against chaos he was The Offspring of a norskin Raider attacking his mother during those tumultuous times he had blood both from the north and from the south as was foretold in ancient prophecies as the years passed he became a member of the order of the twin-tailed all and he was mentored by a priest named daggerbert dieterich was a fully devoted servant of the order and with dedication and commitment he later became a night Templar fighting Faithfully in the service of the god king Sigma heldenhammer but he was eventually cursed by knowledge he learned the truth about his fate and Heritage and his mind and heart were suddenly conflicted as his foundations and his faith were suddenly shaken to the Core traveling many miles looking for an answer he arrived upon the massive Holy Temple of Sigma in aldorf then and there the confused and troubled night Templar knelt before the golden statue of Sigma and begged for a sign for a relief from the darkness that now consumed his mind desperately he begged Sigma for an answer but none came the golden statue of the god king was lifeless no sign was given to Dietrich and the man stood there in silence embracing his Doom he knew it was hopeless to keep looking for answers and he renounced his surface to Sigma and his beliefs in the gods of the South but still he hated the dark gods of his father thus the half norskin resentful of the cruel fate the chaos Gods had reserved for him stood ready to fulfill his destiny his quest was a mighty one indeed and the road ahead was perhaps the most dangerous a man has ever threaded but he would not falter the very Gods themselves watched as dieterichner the Templar of Sigma died and a new person yet to be forged took his place [Applause] barged from the other world six Treasures shall he possess upon his head the crown shall see all and open eyes will prove woe to Mortal kind then shall he ride unto the world then will the world know that the last war has begun for over a century did he travel across the world with his loyal steed RKO knew that to become the ever Chosen and seal his Destiny he needed to begin by getting the legendary Mark of chaos an extremely powerful rule that directly granted power on the behest of all the four chaos Gods it combined all of the perks and blessings of the individual marks of chaos all into one artifact his prize was in nagarov and to that cold place he took a war band of hardened warriors with him the swords of chaos these men were called their archeon made his way into the altar of ultimate Darkness with the intention of offering himself to the chaos Gods he battled his way through a citadel so dark that no light could be counted on to Mark the way indeed when one of his Warriors attempted to light a torch it was snuffed out immediately consumed by the pure Blackness of that unnatural place but archaeon was not afraid and marched on further into the pitch black he entered the all-encompassing abyss and there he fought multiple creatures unknown beings impossible monsters all of them he lost his loyal Steed against the multiple Claws and tentacles that grasped and slashed fighting for hours until blissfully blind archaeon slaughtered them all in return and offered their hearts to the gods of Chaos thus re-establishing that ancient place of evil worship he walked out of the altar soaked in blood with a mighty Mark of chaos burning on his forehead next on his list of conquests was the most powerful set of armor ever beget by the chaos Gods the armor of morka the protective set worn by the very first ever chosen onto unknowable depths of the ocean he and his warband set sail on a stolen ship of black metal pulled by a Mighty Sea drink they reached a mysterious land found in no document of cartography where half human creatures dwelt their skin was as pale as snow and they fought against archeon and the Invaders six days six bloody days of fighting was all it took to destroy the local half humans and their city which was reduced to Rubble deep within their necropolis archeon found a tomb of mocha there he fought the vengeful Spirit of the Fallen champion who reanimated his old set of armor the jewel was long and mighty but the spirit of Moka lost and the set of armor was bestowed upon the winner nigh invulnerable he set out to conquer his next prize the eye of Syrian which granted prophetic powers and almost complete awareness of the near future to its user the mighty artifact was part of the massive treasurehold of a chaos Dragon named flamethang who guarded it beyond all other things the weak serve and the strong take such as the law of this world a dark iron is the strongest there ever was with his mighty ax he laid claim to the eye of Syrian the dragon and the man battled hard at the base of the Cliff of beasts the first true test of the recently acquired armor of mocha came when a dragon completely swallowed archeon it was the armor that prevented him from being consumed by the dragon's terrible acidic juices and allowed the Challenger to hack apart flamethang and open him from the inside full of Blood on the dragon's guts archeon claimed his prize by hanging the artifact around his neck is the apocalypse made manifest but the apocalypse does not walk it does not run he rides and for that he would claim dorga the Steed of Doom a demonic being so foul it was used as a set piece in the collection of bizarre creatures of the demon Prince agromoth fighting his way against the demons and creatures guarding agramon's Palace akahon was able to get into that mysterious place there he saw the nine maddening beings that should not exist according to the laws of this or any word beasts that were part man part insect and part mammoth shapeless beings that came back and forth from this world and the next there were no benevolent gods or forces in that place for if they existed they would surely not allow some of these monsters to be eventually after looking past innumerable creatures of all forms archeon found dogar through his stench of Sultan the Steed burst into flames and changed into weird shapes as archaeon vaulted on his back but the chaos Warrior was able to break its will like a wild stallion and Escape that terrible place pcyi and the lord of the end times foreign to end all weapons the Slayer of Kings the blade used by Van Gogh the second ever chosen of Chaos it was hidden on top of the Chimera plateau were the creatures of its namesake gathered in great hordes archaeon along with three of his loyal companions climbed and battled against the chimeros until reaching the top of the world from there archaeon could see the vast land below and made the oath to one day rule it all as they hiked the mountains itself rolled over for it was alive it turned out that the father of all Dragon ogres Kraken Rock the black was the mountain not even a mighty chaos Champion could fail such a foe so he and his Party Walked silently only to find that the sword was clasped into the huge BEAST's chest Prince ograx the grand the strongest companion of the chaos Warriors lifted one of the talons of the Beast just long enough to retrieve the mighty sword but something unexpected happened in that moment the greater demon uzur was bound to the Slayer of Kings and the blade began to make the loudest of shrieks as Kraken Rock began to stir saw no other option but to plunge the sword upon ograx's heart to quench the greater Demon's thirst with Royal Blood the shrieking stopped and the party moved on leaving the prince's dead body where it fell his sacrifice well worth it [Music] I know my destiny is me decades passed after obtaining the Slayer of Kings and the other Mighty artifacts but to truly be complete he still missed one the crown of domination a Helm that originally bore the eye of Syrian but was now lost he had no clue where the crown was but the shadowy demon Prince belakor showed him the location intending to steal it after the chaos Champion failed his quest the great Helm was hidden on top of a great icy peak in the world's Edge mountains upon where the very first chaos warship had taken place for a day and a half he climbed the Snowy Peaks and with the help of his demonic Steed he managed it heavy armor and all suddenly the potential ever chosen was in front of the mighty Gates of the first chaos Shrine to ever exist upon which each chaos God would test his metal to see if he was truly worthy of being the ever chosen the Labyrinth started with pus and pox as nergal sort of fell the great champion but by willpower alone he fought off the greatest diseases and afflictions then the maze turned into crystalline mirrors each showing a different reality to him and the sight almost drove him insane but such a mighty warrior could not be confused by these Visions he blindfolded himself and carried on with sound smell and touch guiding him he carried on by Instinct and managed to get through the test and posed by Siege after that his senses were all struck At Once by their greatest Sensations ever felt by any mortal for now slanesh the Dark Prince of excess would try to corrupt him the greatest of rewards the mightiest of Pleasures it was all worthless to him and archaeon marched on not allowing himself to be distracted by the thousands of Temptations it was then that he arrived in a great Arena it seemed that the sun itself had come down to meet him in combat for the great glare burned away his skin and hairs in reality it was a mighty bloodthirster of core the two fought with all their might they traded blows that would split a mountain in Twain but eventually the chaos Warrior tackled the demon to the ground and strangled him with his own Barbed whip what he stood in front of him was the simplest of shrines with a throne behind it upon which sat a skeleton with the crown of domination on its skull archaeon took the skull and raised it to the skies he had done it he had gathered all six artifacts of chaos bellacor Eternal enemy of the Gods was forced to perform the coronation upon the new Ever chosen of chaos as he had done time and time again but this time it was different as it would be the last archaeon had completed his mighty Quest and was crowned by the gods as the lord of the end times The Last Remnant of his own Humanity died dudur castner was no more was then Unleashed upon the world and he proceeded to gather the mightiest and darkest army ever seen as sure as the sun is still rise every morning as sure as chaos is to corrupt our hearts of men so soon the hour of Fate comes around the ever chosen stows from his dark throne and prepares the blow that shall split the world asunder rounds of old have fallen lost beneath the fury of the Northlands are smothered by Vermin From Below [Music] Doom preachers and madmen now shout on the street alike all rambling about the fate of the world this is indeed nothing new in the city of aldorf but something seems to be odd this time there are now more of them in every corner of every street one can hear the ramblings of a flagellant Preacher all saying the same thing the end is nigh does our Most Holy Father reward those who take the easy Road does he traffic in Temptation Of course not Sigma rewards hard work resolve in the face of Temptation and above all courage when confronting mortal Danger my friends the easy path leads to corruption to damnation to pedestion only through suffering can you ever see the glory that is the truth that is the founder of our glorious Empire that is our divine father Sigma the more aggressive ones get carried off by the City Guards only to be substituted as soon as they are gone and week after week this has been going on the taverns and bars and Inns grow quieter and even the most enthusiastic of drunken Focus Shut by the tension in the air the times are Bleak in the Empire and the air is choked with hopelessness and Dread for many moons have the people noticed the vanishing of cattle or the birth of the animals as mutated monsters just today we learned of a damned being that was born in the middle of the night he had no tongue yet he could scream he had no eyes yet he could cry the poor bastard was put out of his misery with fire until nothing was left but a smoking black pump a man unknown has reportedly awoken this morning to find a pale and fleshy hand growing out of his own chest and all around the land of the Empire entire households are being burned at the stakes for making covenants with the dark gods in these desperate times the people are afraid to walk beneath the canopy of the forests that divide many of the settlements of our lands for the creatures that dwell there have grown even more violent and bold recently it is a matter of fact now the armies of chaos are on the move and the steps of kislev have already felt their fire and brimstone the end comes and he rides upon a state of fire with two tails a wave of Darkness rides in his wake the dark Templar comes to slaughter our gods beware the end comes for all of us rumors are that the hated kurgans have come down from their freezing wastes in the north to make battle with the kislavites the more skeptical amongst the populists are quick to shut this down saying that the barbarians were busy fighting each other to meaningfully unify game but this is indeed the truth their numbers are larger than ever and I know that more and more dire reports are coming from the north I can only wonder what these messages really say the night grow colder and the days grow brief doors are locked and barred windows are closed not to be opened again and nailed shut there was one name in the lips of those who still rambled archaeon but they did not last for the witch Hunters burned many here would be a preacher upon pyres of Holy Fire but these actions have not stopped the fear we all have in our hearts The Dread that has settled over not only the Empire but the entire world they were indeed right to fear for he comes atop a steed of Doom and Flame from the far north he comes archaeon the ever chosen [Music] stop when we learned that the chaos host approaching we lit our network of torches at the top of our mountains and we mustered whatever forces we could we managed to get a few Patrol groups and we drew a few hundred from the city itself but we didn't know the enemy would come in such terrible numbers that are natural creatures whom the walk would come with them the enemy had Monsters of impossible size that marched close to them driven by an otherworldly hunger and desire to kill their chaos nights charged against our ranks with sheer ferocity we tried to contain them as hard as we could but it seemed like a vain effort and I saw many good men die at the attempt charge them many times without powerful covering but it was not enough not enough to stop their advance oh Lord [Music] [Music] they even had greater Demons by their side they obeyed the will of the other Chosen and they killed relentlessly eventually we were pushed back to the cold Waters of the river and they stained it with our blood we fought for our lands for our own lives we fought with the running water up to our chests and still they pushed on our supporting lines of fire were crushed to bits by their massive cannons from hell that blasted us apart with the moles of the Eldritch Fury and the impacts disintegrated flesh bone and armor few of us could barely Escape From The Deadly host of chaos but only thanks to the selfless sacrifice of many of our brothers died on that Battlefield and in that damned River buying this precious time for us to escape at the last moment when we knew all was lost the snowy Plains were tainted with kizzle of white Bloods the river ran red on that day entire civilizations have fallen at the hands of archaeon the herald of the Apocalypse is now coming to bring the end times to the world and reduce it all to ashes and Rubble who is there to stop him who are we to deny the cruel destiny that awaits us how is the world supposed to be saved against he who was chosen by the Gods [Music] on this channel we are putting together narrative Total War cinematic battles and Warhammer lore videos a special thank you goes to our patreon 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