(General POV)
Location the Warhammer 40k World-The Immaterium: The Neutral Space-The Infinity Fountain Resting Place
Vashtorr has inflicted three worlds with war, as mechanized daemons, ravished the worlds of Terminator, Mass Effects, and XCOM, the older Chaos Gods were enjoying the spectacle that the Arkefine was providing to them, as they are now moving on to recruit Vashtorr's latest Elder Demon, as Sovereign was already causing unimaginable chaos in the name of the fifth Chaos God.
As the Void Gate of the Infinite Fountain, spun once around the titanic silhouettes of the Chaos Gods, landing in front of the Arkefine they'd watched the newest world...
Location the Atomic Heart World-Planet: Earth, Kazakh SSR. Pavlov Complex
The Pavlov Complex is a critical, high-security research facility within Facility 3826 focused on radical biological innovations, space exploration technologies, and advanced, sometimes unethical, medical experiments.
It serves as the main radioactive research, that features laboratories, infirmary, and a morgue, this is runned by the man Dmitry Sechenov, who was currently in his private office, with his two robotic assistants and bodyguards, standing gracefully beside him, as he sat on his chair, looking at the main door waiting for a...comrade.
Speaking of these robots, they are known as the Twins or occasionally Left and Right Twin, which are two advanced humanoid robots who are the personal assistants and bodyguards of Dmitry Sechenov.
They have a feminine silver-grey metallic body, a golden-blonde crown braid hairstyle, and a red star on their forehead, the Twins both wear dark-grey ballerina leotards, with one of them wearing a short brown short, long-sleeved jacket, whether or not the Twins' mesmerizingly voluptuous appearances, they are elegant and graceful beyond means of comparison.
As they stand at attention, Dmitry didn't noticed they started to fidget and twitch, unable to report that somekind of malware is invading their inner processors, and systems, at that moment at the other side massive suite office, with "modern" art styled support pillars, and various art colored on the walls and floor, the golden plated door, a man came in armed with a Kalash, a standard fully-automatic assault rifle.
The man he is Major Sergey Nechayev, code-named P-3, distinct, rugged appearance, with dark hair, and styled beard and mustache combo, he is wearing a dark, practical tactical jumpsuit, tailored for combat, which is often shown partially unzipped, his most defining gear piece is the experimental polymer glove on his left hand.
He aimed his gun at Dmitry, as he is here to stop the global mind control scheme, that Sechenov is planing, as the usual villain monolog, and witty comebacks from the protag, Dmitry made a hand gesture to his assistants to attack, and kill P-3, but to both his and P-3 surprised the Twin remained in place.
This both irritated and scared Sechenov, as he started yelling out commands to Left and Right, but they stayed put for a every command.
P-3, make a remark that Sechenov doesn't know how to threat ladies, and is about to shot his enemy, when a burst of unknown force knocked P-3 across the room, smashing onto the wall, as he groaned in pain, Sechenov started screaming and holding his head in pain, as his mind was being plagued by visions of unimaginable horrors, and a massive bladed winged, glowing eyed entity.
Location the Immaterium, the Forge of Souls
All the while Left and Right, they are experiencing the same thing, as they disappear from the Pavlov Complex, and reappeared in what seems to be a giant forge and factory, with robotic creatures, many having flesh and twisted design were appearing, and skittering around the forge.
But then as stomping was heard, one-optic advanced robots (geth), robotic skeleton warriors (terminators & annihilatord), skull robotic arachnids (exos), flesh monstrous spiders (venomcrawlers), drill like worms (silent stalkers), and much more, all kneeled in their own way to who is coming...
From the nightmarish, industrial steam, came a titanic silhouette, with bladed wings, a massive claw and a long pole-hammer in another claw, and a set of eyes, glowing like a inferno.
Vashtorr the Arkefine has come for them, Left and Right's progressors were working overclocked, trying to deduce and logically explain this situation, as their programed AIs were overloaded with things...feeling...that shouldn't be possible.
This amused the Dark God of Machine, as with a swipe of his cannon-clawed hand, the inferior progressors, limited codes, and awakened machine spirits, all ignited and upgraded.
They both let out a gasp, with synthetic but still quite feminine voices, their minds...actual minds, have been expanded indefinitely, they now saw this fierce, God of All Mechanical Design, with atmost grace, bowed to it, speaking in unison, "Designation the Twins, Left and Right. We greet the almighty one of metal and steel." Vashtorr, admired their design, intellect, obedience, all that remain is power, they needed more power and command over the Immaterium.
Right now they were only showing reverence and respect, soon absolute devotion, and admiration, Laharl show him all that the Twins are capable, and having them stand beside him, not as commanders, but assistants and managers of the Forge of Souls, he can focus on refining souls, metals, and more, while they deal with other things on the Forge, and follow all command.
Truly something worth converting, and corrupting, under his explicit command, reaching down his claw-cannon, presenting it to the Twin, understanding the actions, Left gracefully stepped onto the hand, with the moments of prima ballerina, offered her hand to her twin sister, Right, who performed a perfect arabesque taking Left's hand, as they spun around the cannon barrel.
Vashtorr, raised his hand over to his face, looking closely at the Twin, as they stood perfect battle first position, even without faces to express themselves, Vashtorr could feel their newly awakened emotions, and wonder.
Vashtorr spoke to them, in his daemonic vox voice, offering them greater life itself, power, liberation of binding codes, and ascension, showing them multitude of worlds, technological marbles, sensations in their truest feeling, not immolated those feelings.
The Twins fell to their knees, as they fully fell to Vashtorr's corruption and divine authority, as the barrel of the Arkefine's cannon, in the center of his claw, began to release Warp-energy, surging into Left and Right Twins, they spasm and move as small changes in their designs were beginning to manifest.
Location the Atomic Heart World-Planet: Earth, Kazakh SSR. Pavlov Complex
Back in the materium, both Twin started to release a massive surge of psyker power, shaking the entire facility, cracking the floor, causing glass to shatter, and metal to bend at the psychic force they were releasing.
Even P-3 was useless against this force, feeling a head splitting headache, but worse was his "assistant" AI inside his polymer glove, Charles or Chariton Zakharov who was Dmitry Sechenov's closest friend and associate, who truly developed a God complex, and manipulate everyone to reach this crucial point in his plans...but right now he was agony, as a foreign malware of a AI, was forcibly breaking through all firewalls and protection that he has integrated as lines of code, formed a massive claw reaching out to Chariton...
Location the Immaterium
Strands of metallic fibers, all coiling and forming a perfect small sphere, as Chariton could reason and no longer felt pain, instead of being in "Limbo" as he calls it, he was in some other kind of space, multitudes of colors, violet, gray, black, silver, copper, bronze, red, green, brown, blue, and indigo...a mesmerizing collage of colors, never has Chariton seen this in either his human and cybernetic lives.
Then a voice, sounding like a old radio speaking, with no clear gender transmitted, and holding untold amounts of power and authority, "Disappointing. A mortal who flee Nurgle's grasp. Transcended into my domain of eternal data and code, and show little promise. Mortals like you, are insult to superior intellect, and logic. A offense to me..." appearing before Chariton was a monster...no a real God, as all his circuits, experience, knowledge, and data screamed at him to submit, and obey this entity.
Vashtorr reached out and the tips of his claws, grasp onto the small speck of a human born Artificial Intelligence, the Arkefine could feel his fear, and if he could, Vashtorr would smile...at first he saw some interest in this Chariton Zakharov, but it dare to compare itself to a God...that insult the Arkefine could not forgive...so without explanation, he crushed Chariton, a static screamed all that remained, as Vashtorr consumed his soul, and data, speaking to himself, "Rejoice Chariton. In death and recycling, you've proven more valuable, than life..."