So if Ahriman was to succeed in taking the Black Library and becoming a new chaos god, what would he be a chaos god of...

So if Ahriman was to succeed in taking the Black Library and becoming a new chaos god, what would he be a chaos god of? What would his domain be?

Would he just be a shittier Tzeentch?

He'd be the Chaos god of Order

Joking aside, he'd probably become the Chaos god of himself. That sounds weird, but he'd literally just be as powerful as a god but not constrained by the weird philosophical aspects that define them. So potentially infinitely more powerful.

>Would he just be a shittier Tzeentch?
He'd probably just become a subset of Tzeentch.

or maybe Tzeentch is Ahriman

chaos gods don't experience time the same way mortals do

no
there are shitloads of minor gods who aren't the gods of anything in particular. And they all suck compared to the big 4

Not in 40k.

...

And that's the thing with Tzneetch. Does Ahriman just become a part of Tzneetch, or was he always Tzneetch?

We can never really be sure.

Which is how Tzneetch likes it.

Ahriman's eternal tragedy I think is what makes him the greatest of Tzeentches followers. His endless ambition that outstrips even his unassailable god, and his futile hope for betterment, as opposed to Kharn, who's having a blast just murdering, Typhus, who's happy with his hug delivery service, and Lucius, who's - Lucius.

Ahriman can never truly succeed because then it would remove what makes him strongest.

>Kharn, who's having a blast just murdering

Kharn hates himself because he's addicted to murder and knowns he could have stop what he became

he doesn't enjoy it but murder for the shake of murder like how the blood god wants his followers to be

You know what others don’t. You comprehend the hidden truth while others accept the open lie. They give in to the inevitable, they accept that which is presented, and they go through life blind to one thing that would be their salvation, and die without ever realizing that which comes to you naturally. Fate can be changed. There are no constants in the universe but for this: change. They are hopeless, because hope is dangerous. Others who know the truth guard it jealously, for the truth gives theM power, as it gives you power. If you hope too strOngly and openly, they will strike you down before anyone else gets any funny ideas that things can change.

So you’ve leaRned to be subtle. You learn to plan. You seek to further your own knowledge, for knowledge is power. There is nothing that is worth not knowing. There are hidden threads everywhere and every bit of information hElps to foil the plots of others and further your own agenda.

At first you began this game of intrigue with a clear goal in mind. The longer it went on, the more the goals would change. Accomplishing tasks only serve to further your plans, for in achieving each Goal something new was presented to yOu, that things were not as they seemed, and it was time to find out why. Even your failures take on meaning, as they were easily turned in your favor. You unravel the threads one by one; while covering that you had done anything at all. You don’t know who may be watching after all. Another player trying to get edge on you. You’re too smart for that, and you allow them to see only what you want them to see, and you uncover the nature of their plans as they believe they are uncoVering yours.

In the end, everyone is a player in this greAt game, whether they acknowledge it or not. Every social interaction is a part of the great manipuLation as we fool each other into trust. It’s not really trust though, is it? It’s a series of flimsy micro-alliances and micro-transgressions, broken and reforged anew wiTh every action and thought. It all leads up to one thiNg. The Major League.

You arE noticed by The Changer of Ways. Rewarding you and punishing you in turn, seemingly for no reason. For once you stumble upon one of Tzneetch’s Plots, you are forever in his gaze. You will never know what actions have been befalLen you by circumstance, or by the Architect of Fate’s direction. PErhaps it was all random chance, and Tzneetch has no power over you at all. Or perhaps you are a mArionette of his ever changing whims. It iS all too likely that you are now caught in his terrifyingly complex web.

Just as you planned. For hE is now trapped in yours.

That TS Captain fucked him up too hard.
>We may find a cure
>But you will kill me and deny salvation

Who can never be sure?

We all know when a Chaos god awakens, they suddenly always existed throughout history.

What if in an ironic twist of fate, ahriman is the mortal who creates or becomes tzeentch in the future in the first place?

Not going to happen. Be'lakor will not allow Ahriman to become a god, out of spite and because he is probably manipulating Ahriman and wants the BL for himself.

>Ahriman actually thinks that he can become a Chaos God
>Implying Chaos Gods are created or born

>Implying Ahriman can get through the Harlequins

These aren't the Craftworld or Dark Eldars, fuckboy.

A slightly shittier Tzeench.

Instead of everything going according to his plans, everything goes annoyingly close to being in accordance with is plans.

True. The solitaires fuck up greater daemons.

> What is Slaanesh?