CULT OF THE AGORI

Mankind has long pulled itself thin over the stars, and in the enormous expanse between cultures, common experience is non-existent. Although the aspirations and ideals of one world are often the antithesis of another, there is one motive force which remains universal. Regardless of whether born anthro-livestock on Grishorhl or the highest chemokrat on Salimmite, the primal fear of death underpins all human decisions. It stirred man’s desperation on Old Earth, pushing them from their soiled hole and into the void in a bid for immortality.

But there are those who reject the primordial need for survival. Although dismissed by most as merely the nihilistic obsessions of a collective, deranged psyche, in reality, these are the most dangerous warrior-cultists to have ever existed.

They are the Cult of the Agori, man’s atavistic fear of extinction made manifest and inflicted upon itself. Their faith decrees humanity was created by Kollver, and that when its time came to be reunited with Him, the species spurned Him, selfishly clinging to life. Whether their deity wished to gather all His children together for eternity or that man was His singular mistake which He sought to correct is contested theology amongst the Agori. However, the unanimously accepted fact is that this bestows humanity with an original sin which can only be corrected in one way; omnicide.

Taking upon themselves the burden of exterminating mankind, the Cult’s tirgimages sweep over the galaxy, razing civilisations and salting worlds like a plague of cannibalistic locusts. To aid in this monumental task, they utilise the most terrible technologies known, harnessing the knowledge of a thousand cultures in order to torch a million further more efficiently. Of all their monstrous weaponry, none are more iconic or feared as the Agori Warsuit, a behemoth of metal which a cultist has merged with, shedding their own tainted humanity and irreversibly giving themselves to an existence of unending holy violence.

Slaughter for Agori takes the form of pao, the act of murder in Kollver’s name. Regardless of how this is done, be it in the heat of battle or through inciting collective suicide, souls freed from the weight of their innate affront to Him are taken with their killer to the next life and purified, so that they might finally be forgiven their sin and enter paradise. To ensure as many opportunities for pao as possible, in between campaigns tirgimages roam as mercenaries for hire. Perfidious in the extreme, Agori are loyal only to Kollver’s truth, and once they have arrived on a planet,