|When the Sacred Order cleric discovered that the shapes and hexes used on the profane Hellbourne sacrificial shrines actually harnessed the power to create daemonic energy, he knew that power could be reversed. It could become a destroyer.
He immersed himself in the math, the sequences, and the potential for disruptions within. At first he experimented with quill and ink, watching with disbelief as the shapes, when arranged correctly and applied to opposing shapes, destroyed each other. And each time, always, the more perfect geometry was the victor. He moved to solid objects, carving replicas of the Hellbourne shapes into boulders. When confronted with certain sacred geometries by the cleric, the stones split apart as if made of clay. He was ecstatic! Using these shapes to battle the daemonic infrastructure could turn the tide of the war.
Then, a revelation: A warrior who accurately mimicked these shapes and carried them with him, on him, within him, would be unstoppable. He began by carving the geometries into his flesh, carefully cleansing the wounds to create scars, but the shapes were too jagged, too imperfect. He knew they would fail when clashing with the flawless Hellbourne symbols. So he took the remaining metal shapes and placed them in the glowing coals of his fire, let them linger until red-hot, and pressed them into his skin to create immaculate brands. He even left a few of the metal symbols embedded in his body to ensure the quality.
And it worked. His body was now a weapon, and when he approached the boulders and logs decorated with daemonic symbolism, they crumbled and splintered before him. He fantasized about strolling into Hellbourne territory, smirking as the corrupted landscape was decimated by his mere presence.
But then the sacred shapes began to change his body. They grew, twisted, and contorted, taking the flesh with them. The transformation was agonizing but thrilling, for the cleric knew the geometry was aligning his body in the ideal patterns and ratios for maximum destructive power. When the perfection was complete, he felt the power immediately. The sacred energies gathered within him, ready to burst forth at his command. He was even able to replicate his new sequence of shapes, expanding his power exponentially. The Sacred Order praised their new warrior, who would literally reshape the war for the Legion.