(Rushing hisses, whispers of pain, muffled screams, all fill the room as a sarcophagus, glowing red with the residue blood of the living, opening, unveiling a Necron Warrion, bloody eyes beginning to glow once again with ancient and terrible wrath.
Memories flood back, his betrayal, the joy of killing, the power seeping through the floors. His name, well deserved, flooded back into him.)
AGONY: "I... AM... AGONY!"
(His purpose, to cast down the lesser races, had not yet been fufilled before he was forced away. The Deciever would pay in blood. It would not be easy, and allies would be necessary for survival.
Slowly, jerkily, on machinery whose purpose was only slowly becoming clear, he strode out, the third to emerge into the antechamber.)
MISERY: "I am Misery. Though memories of others are at my control, my own is not. Name yourselves, that I might know who fights beside me..."
DIVIDER: "My name is Divider. I control light and darkness..."
AGONY: "Agony I am. Agony I give. Agony the like of which no other can. I shall cast the lesser races down"
(Sensing bloodshed in an alliance with Misery, his eyes glows even brighter, hefting his Gauss Blaster.)