Sicarus is the daemon world capital of the Word Bearers, a planet transformed into a vast monument of unholy devotion within the Eye of Terror. Every surface is given over to worship, its continents crowded with black basilicas, sacrificial altars, and towering idols of the Dark Gods. Ceaseless choirs of the damned raise hymns to Chaos across the whole of the world, and the air itself thrums with the endless liturgy of a civilisation built upon faith in oblivion.
This was the domain crafted by Lorgar, the primarch who first turned his Legion to the worship of the Ruinous Powers, and it remains the spiritual heart of their crusade against the false Emperor. The Word Bearers who dwell upon Sicarus are zealots without equal, part warrior and part priest, and their Dark Apostles preach the gospel of Chaos to every warband that ventures into the Eye. From here the corrupting word is carried outward to poison the faith of the wider galaxy.
Sicarus is riddled with temples where daemons are bound and bargained with, where secret rites peel back the skin of reality, and where the boundary between the material and the infernal grows ever thinner. Great processions wind through its cyclopean streets, and rivers of sacrificial blood keep the world's dark patrons well fed. To set foot upon Sicarus is to stand at the pulpit of damnation itself, where the only prayers answered are those that promise the galaxy's ruin.
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