u/According_Object7619

For me, it’s the theory that the Old Ones created the Tyranids; I prefer the idea of ​​Mother Nature completely losing the plot amidst everything going on, and the Tyranids just being the result of that whole mess

It’s also almost certain that the Old Ones created humanity (though I’m not sure if that’s confirmed or just strongly implied by the lore).

But I prefer the idea that humanity is just a race much like the Necrontyr that should never have survived; yet, the human spirit is so resilient that, despite all the horrors, this seemingly weak and insignificant race has survived the Rangdan, Chaos, Orks, and Tyranids, proving everyone wrong not because their are weapon created by someone but because humanity herself

Personally, I love the Deep Warp and its mysteries.

Some theorize that it’s where gods go when they die which is why the Dark Pantheon is terrified of the place.

I hope GW tells us more about it someday without ruining the mystery.

Another fun theory is that the Emperor is actually just a Techno-Barbarian who happened to be in the right place at the right time; he stumbled upon some piece of high-tech ancient Earth relic that granted him immense power and knowledge. That would explain why he acted so strangely during the Great Crusade making poor Angron life miserable, failing to spot Mortarion betrayal even though it was right under his nose, being surprised by the sudden outbreak of the Heresy, or not having a contingency plan in case Magnus did something stupid.

It’s not that he’s a heartless god or anything; he’s just an old guy trying his best with what he’s got basically a total fraud. I find that hilarious

It’s just a thought I had a long time ago, but obviously, the technology and science of our era give people who aren't "meant" to reproduce a "chance" to do so and I put "chance" in quotes because it isn't really a chance at all.

How many of us would have died or been abandoned if we’d been born in prehistoric times or the Middle Ages eras when we lived more or less the way we were meant to?

All those who, like me, have bad genetics a weak body, short stature, lack of strength, mental health issues, and so on. I know what I’m talking about: I have pectus excavatum, a deformity that leaves a huge hollow in my chest. It has always prevented me from breathing properly or thriving physically.

My parents never wanted to get me surgery for it because they didn't care. And naturally, the suffering isn't just physical; it’s also and above all psychological. I was bullied from a very early age because of it; I can't bear to go shirtless in front of anyone.

Basically, I hate my body.

I know I would have died before reaching adulthood if I’d been born in an earlier time. How many of us wouldn't be alive today were it not for the miracles of technology?

Weak bones, a frail appearance, mental health issues, a life of suffering where no one takes you seriously because of your physique, your ugliness, or your posture.

That’s why there are so many "ugly" and weak people around, and living like that leads only to depression and hatred so much bad genetic material that isn't supposed to be passed on, and yet...

It’s just a thought I had a long time ago, but obviously, the technology and science of our era give people who aren't "meant" to reproduce a "chance" to do so and I put "chance" in quotes because it isn't really a chance at all.

How many of us would have died or been abandoned if we’d been born in prehistoric times or the Middle Ages eras when we lived more or less the way we were meant to?

All those who, like me, have bad genetics a weak body, short stature, lack of strength, mental health issues, and so on. I know what I’m talking about: I have pectus excavatum, a deformity that leaves a huge hollow in my chest. It has always prevented me from breathing properly or thriving physically.

My parents never wanted to get me surgery for it because they didn't care. And naturally, the suffering isn't just physical; it’s also and above all psychological. I was bullied from a very early age because of it; I can't bear to go shirtless in front of anyone.

Basically, I hate my body.

I know I would have died before reaching adulthood if I’d been born in an earlier time. How many of us wouldn't be alive today were it not for the miracles of technology?

Weak bones, a frail appearance, mental health issues, a life of suffering where no one takes you seriously because of your physique, your ugliness, or your posture.

That’s why there are so many "ugly" and weak people around, and living like that leads only to depression and hatred so much bad genetic material that isn't supposed to be passed on, and yet...

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So, I watched a video about Tuska Daemon-Killa story, how he ended up in the Eye of Terror and caught the attention of Khorne himself.

It turns out that Tuska and his Orks now live in Khorne’s realm, and the god brings them back to life whenever they die fighting his demons; it’s basically Valhalla for them.

So, my question is: when Khorne brings them back to life, do they start over from scratch? Does a Nob who dies revert to being a Boy upon resurrection? Or does the Ork retain his form meaning he never stops growing and keeps getting stronger?

Because if that’s the case, it would mean Tuska and his warband must be incredibly powerful, since it implies they never stop gaining XP.

If that’s the case, it would mean they have the potential to one day become Krorks especially Tuska.

If that’s the case, it would mean Khorne is building a hell of an army of Nobs and Krorks one that could bring about more destruction than Ghazghkull and his Waaaghs, or even the War of the Beast; who knows?

There are plenty of reasons why younger generations are struggling mentally and physically—the working world, unstable relationships, friendships that fall apart, and the state of the world in general.

But I feel like we don't talk enough about the extent to which our parents really messed us up, whether consciously or not.

It’s a pretty complicated subject, and there are usually two schools of thought: those who believe their parents did the best they could with the resources they had—even if the outcome was disastrous—and those who think their parents were absolute crap and didn't even try.

For a long time, I belonged to the first group before switching to the second. I’m 25, and until about two or three years ago, I always thought the reason my parents were alcoholics was simply because they’d had difficult childhoods—and that was pretty much it.

Then, I started to open my eyes. My parents aren't victims; in fact, it’s quite the opposite. My grandparents were loving toward my father, yet that never stopped him from becoming an alcoholic and a weed addict, being verbally and physically abusive, and preventing me from leaving home when I tried. My mother is the biggest hypocrite I’ve ever known and betrayed my trust time and time again. They never taught me anything—not how to live, how to defend myself, or anything else; I was always viewed as a burden and the cause of all the world's misery.

As a child, I believed it—I sincerely thought I was horrible and shouldn't have been born, which drove me to constantly try to improve my parents' lives, but it was impossible. By age 12, I started thinking about suicide—every month, then every week, then every day, then every hour. Getting more than five hours of sleep became increasingly rare, and going a day without suicidal thoughts felt like a miracle. I told my parents about it when I was in high school, and they basically just insulted me. When I tried to leave that hell, they guilt-tripped me, claiming they needed me, so I stayed. It cost me the little mental health I had left; it cost me my friends and my ex. For the past two years, I’ve been passive; I have no ambitions or desires—all I want is to disappear. And then one day I realized: it’s not that my parents hate me—they simply never gave a damn.

When money was tight at the end of the month, we’d eat pasta or canned food for days or weeks, yet there was always alcohol, cigarettes, and weed. My clothes reeked back in middle and high school, and no matter how much I complained, my parents didn't care. It might not seem like much when put that way, but it sums up the situation—it sums up who they are, their very souls.

If anyone recognizes themselves in this, we have to face reality and realize that our parents are just pathetically shitty and deserve absolutely nothing; I say fuck my parents, and I probably hate them more than anything.

I’ve been on Reddit for a few months now—not very active, admittedly—but I’ve posted on topics like depression, suic\*de, and the idea that we humans aren't living the way we’re supposed to.

I’ve also written about how work is bad—not that effort itself is bad, but the \*world\* of work is.

I’ve written about how living without being rich isn't really worth it, in the sense that the balance between the positive and negative (joy and suffering) never evens out. Society has changed; in the past, even if you weren't rich, you could still do things with your life and get by. That’s not really the case anymore, and it’s going to become even less so.

Every time, people leave comments saying things like: "Oh, just change jobs," or "You need to work on yourself," or "Keep hope, things will get better, nothing lasts forever," or even, "There are people worse off than you"—which is true.

The thing is, people don't realize that the future—not the distant future, but the \*near\* future—is going to be extremely bad for humanity. Like, \*really\* bad.

Because the illusion is starting to shatter; millions around the world are waking up, but it’s practically too late. We humans have been corrupted by capitalism like a virus; we’re incapable of making the necessary sacrifices—of giving up our comforts and our lives—for a better future.

And whereas throughout history every civilization had a fighting chance against tyranny, our generation and future generations won't.

Some might say I’m delusional, while others might believe me, but it seems obvious to me that the elites hate and despise us, and that—without exception—they are servants of the devil.

They want to exterminate us and keep only a handful of us for their future circus. They are creating super-powerful AIs that only they will control—AIs capable of self-maintenance, meaning humans won't be needed for upkeep.

Do you realize what that means? It’s no longer a matter of "Oh, just leave society if you're depressed" or "Keep your chin up, find a hobby."

Guys, we are on the brink of an apocalypse. The devil-serving elites won't need us much longer; they won't even need capitalism. They are literally going to reshape the face of the planet.

And a revolution is practically impossible because their AIs will become too powerful, and we are far too divided by class, race, and religion to pull off a proper revolution.

There is no future for us. In 40 or 50 years—maybe sooner, maybe later—the elites will wipe us out using viruses, depression, AI, race wars, and so on.

Just cherish your families; if you have loved ones or friends, make good memories with them. Because if you think fictional worlds like \*Cyberpunk 2077\* or \*Blade Runner\* are dystopias, you are clearly not ready for the new era.

You can hide behind your passions, your disillusionment, or the pretense that everything is fine, but your children will become victims—just like the victim of the files —and so will theirs; we have lost the war.

You can call me crazy and telling me to find a job lol but if you think about every shit that happens since the 20th century it goes without saying for me and i can’t live normally in this world To pretend that everything is fine while we are in the midst of a war against ourselves—and we are losing

I refuse to take part in this circus; I would rather die than be a slave. Please, humanity, wake up

Hi, I’m 25. I’ve been in the workforce since I was 16 or 17. I’ve done all sorts of jobs factory work, clothing stores, waiting tables, admin and secretarial roles, stocking shelves in big-box stores, even working the night shift at a gas station. Basically, I’ve worked in various places from a young age, and I have to say: no matter the job, every single day breaks me psychologically.

I absolutely hate everything about this life, and knowing I still have 40 years of it left just makes me want to end it all. I can’t take it anymore; it literally hurts physically and mentally. I’m going crazy and have become a shadow of my former self.

I don’t want to work anymore; the idea of ​​becoming homeless doesn’t even scare me, but I have too much pride to beg. So, I guess I’ll just starve to death once I run out of money, and that’ll be that. I feel sorry for the child version of me he deserved so much better but this is the reality.

My body and mind scream at me every day that this isn't normal, and I’ve reached my limit; I’ve hit my expiration date

I'm new into the lore and i have a question guys, who the chaos legion not the black legion iron warrior or word bearer but who the chaos legion like the word eaters of the emperor children haven’t going extinct yet?

I know that there is chaos legion who relatively doesn’t sufure the difficulty of the logistic ask for the maintenance of their warband dispite the fact that there live in the eye or in dangerous warp storm

But the legion like the world eaters or the emperor children even night lord like their are all so fcked up in their head the fact that their are capable to siege entire system in mind blowing to me