Chapter 4: Trust Falls
We landed on Terra after a few weeks of travel. I even got to try out the Ire's food. I think I'm spoiled because it tastes bitter and just bad. But I stayed in the room and did my workout routine. The only time I got to leave was a bout of questions from Dante. It got so bad that I snapped when He asked the same question twice. "What the hell do you want?! Why the questions?" He was silent for a long time, "I was trying to get a sense of who you are and why are you so willing to help us? We are enemies after all." I then point at a servitor, "That's why, That's a reason to help you become better then you are." I then point at a tech-priest, "That's another reason." and finally I pointed at him. "And another."
That was a few days ago, I hadn't been called till we had to head to a shuttle and flew down. When the shuttle's doors opened up I could smell the planet's incense smog in the air. It was so thick that I started to cough and had to put on a filter to stop the smell. When I finally stepped out I saw a huge army of Marines, Sisters of Battle and guardsmen. And despite the fact that the palace entrance was so far I could make out three individuals. In blue and gold, stood Roboute Guilliman. In green and silver stood Lion El'Johnson and in the center of them who stood as tall as a Custodes stood my counterpart. In Golden armor and wearing a crown, stood Saint Jack. The Crown-Prince of the Imperium.
I didn't need to walk there, however, as we got on a platform and raced towards them. We stopped only a few meters from them and I walked up to them. Saint spoke first "Welcome brother, I believe that I have you to thank for saving me from my cage." He reaches out with a grace that I didn't or couldn't have. His hand was so much bigger than mine. I looked at him with a raised eyebrow. He chuckled, "I'm still getting used to this as well, I.. we never were this big." I chuckled, "Yeah and I'm sorry I didn't know there were more of me or you out there. If I had known.." He raises his hand. "I know, now you can make it up to us, by helping us revive the Emperor." Again we got in a car to drive right up to the Eternity Gates. Despite the country size Palace it was shining, and even sparkling.
Saint, has if reading my mind, speaks up. "They literally have star systems worth of Cleaners to keep the Palace clean." I nod with a hm, "I understand it's a fortress but it seems a bit much, at least to me." Guilliman speaks up. "Father has always been particular about backup after backup. Each one of the panels has a defensive measure. Every half mile has a magnetic door and shielding, making it nearly impossible for any invader to succeed." I can already tell that even with the Upgraded Farsight Tech, it'll be a bitch to breach. I think it'll be more useful to just drop a rock on them. But hopefully when the Emperor is revived, we won't need to. It takes us nearly a couple days to get to the Gate. I was worried that they were taking the long way but I was informed that it was the shortest path. And was also told that the 'scenic' route would have us travel for months.
And the only reason it only took a couple days was because the route was cleared for weeks. And we were traveling above the known speed limit. I at least got to sleep in a comfy bed-chair thing. When we got there, The Eternity Gate was on top of a mountain's worth of stairs. Hell there wasn't a rail system to ride up. I groaned. Saint put a hand on my shoulder, and the next thing I know is that we were at the top. I looked down and could barely see the colors of the Primarchs. And they were walking up the stairs. I turned to Saint, "Climbed the steps of High Hrothgar, eh?" He smiled brightly. "It's good that we can still remember that. Hopefully we can return but I doubt it." I nodded.
The doors were already open just enough that would allow me and Saint through. And the moment I entered I was blinded by golden godly warriors. I was escorted towards the Emperor, and seeing him now even as a barely living corpse. I could feel the power, the Faith that the people have in Him right now. My watch made an Error noise. I looked at it and it was glowing Red. "Unable to scan" Figures, "Scan the Golden Throne, find damages and the like." After a few minutes, It ding with a green light. It showed me a hologram of the Throne. It had three colors, Green being good, Yellow being damaged and Red being critical. There wasn't any Green in the whole thing. I turned to Saint, "Would you allow me to fuse with it? With Upgrade, I could be able to fix the whole seat. I would need to do that before going on to fix Him." I could feel the Custodes tensing up even if they didn't even twitch.
He nods, "Know that if he dies we all die." I let out a sigh, "No pressure" I walked up to the Throne. "I'll try to make it as painless as possible, Your Highness." I didn't get a response. I transformed into Upgrade and merged with the Throne. And it sucked, not only was the Throne damaged but it was over cooking and it's been like that for thousands of years. A hologram appears in front of them. "I need spare parts from anything that isn't important." As I said that half of the entire Custodes ran out and gathered junk planets worth parts. I absorbed them to create a better coolant system and then I went about repairing the rest of the system. After I finished with the Critical Systems I then moved on to the Yellow. Soon I heard something like a sigh of relief.
I continued to absorb the parts to the point of creating a healing ray. I then went to create hard light holograms and began to create the Lazerus serum. And a swarm of Nanites to help repair as much of him as possible. I could feel the energy being moved more efficiently. To the point that at least 1% was going to himself. Helping the healing process. I think I was now being guided by Him. First the Heart then the lungs and finally the Brain. The rest was slowly being regrown. The whole process took the better part of a week. I was still getting parts to work with, to the point that he was under a full body Healing Ray. With regular injections of Lazerus serum and Nanites. It was weird to see a person regrown their organs, muscles and skin.
I had to remove the red eye-implant that he had. Finally after a month he was alive but still unresponsive. Though that may cause he's not used to being back alive again. I had to create a tube to feed him a sludge of vitamins, nutrients and all the good stuff for a growing God-Emperor. I unmerged with the Throne and took a much needed nap. I didn't, however, get my own room. I had to sleep in the workshop that I had made. I slept for a good 12 hours before I got up and went right back to work. The Emperor is now breathing better and the Holograms are continuing fixing up the Laz/nanite combo. I then looked at the Webway gate that He worked on. From the scans a good 25% was Him holding this shut. I turned to a Custdoe, cause Saint was off doing his Job. "Am I allowed to shut this down or make it so that He doesn't need to worry about it?"
He only nodded and I transformed and merged with the gate. A quick scan showed that there was a bunch of red and yellows and literal 12 Green parts that didn't need fixing. They were screws. I went on to repair the system and noticed the drop of percentage. From 25% to 24%, I continued the repair and it continued to drop. Soon the Gate was able to shut off safely. When I unfused from the Gate. I noticed that the Custodes were kneeling and I could hear a faint sobbing. I turned around to see the Emperor smiling and was entirely responsive to everything around him. I went to kneel too but he spoke with a raspy voice. "Come forth Shapeshifter, I wish to speak with you." I walked up to Him. "Um, Welcome back to the Living sir." He nodded slowly "How did you find yourself in our universe?"
I shrugged, "I do not know how or why but I wasn't going to let it stay the way it was." He nodded slowly again. "Do you wish for anything that is within my power to give?" I thought about it for a few minutes and thought about the only thing that really mattered at that moment. "For you to rest till you can stand on your own. Then get off your ass and work it off." He laughed but soon coughed just after. He then turned to the Custodes, and after clearing his throat. "Gather the Librarians who have mastery of biomancy. I am in need of them." Again they rushed out and within a few minutes they came back with a full legion of Librarians. They were arranged in columns and their eyes began to glow with golden light. And I transformed again this time into Force-Bender. He connected to me and as one Me and the Librarians raised our hands and began to heal him.
I could see him build up muscles and strength. I could sense that the Astronomicon was gaining more power as the souls that bloated it were now being processed in a more efficient manner. I could hear things too, a Howl of a Wolf, the Cawing of a Crow, and so much more. After a few hours, I collapsed with most of the Librarians. I transformed and for the first time I was still exhausted. And the Emperor stood in all his glory. Eh, a bit more glory then I was expecting to see. But with a wave of his hand the Nanites swarmed him and created simple clothing. He was careful to walk down the stairs. I decided that I deserved a nap. I woke up in a bed that was surprisingly heavenly. I got up and saw that I was in a rather spartan room. I got up and looked around and only found a chest with a special uniform inside. It was white with gold trims.
After putting it on I walked out and found myself surrounded by thousands of Sisters of battle. A woman stepped up to me "Greetings I am the Abbess Sanctorum, we are here to protect you and escort you to the Emperor." I nod, "It's an honor to meet you." She shook her head, "It is we who are honor, Holy Reviver." Of course I get a title. I then nodded, "Let's go then I don't want to keep the Emperor waiting." We all got into vehicles and raced forward. And we made our way to a large room that could only be the former High Lords chambers. I saw a number of people from various parts of the Imperium. The Emperor was sitting on a smaller version of the Golden Throne. While His sons sat at either side of Him. The whole right side of the room was filled with Main Legion's Chapter Masters. I didn't see Saint anywhere for some reason, most likely still working.. On what I don't know.
The left side of the room was filled with regular people who became legends. I even saw Ciaphas Cain, who was stoically standing still. I could almost tell he was freaking out. I mean you get called up by your God and you're supposed to stay still and quiet in a room full of Godly beings. I got to sit at the table as the Ambassador of the Tau Imperial Alliance. The whole room was quiet and the atmosphere was so thick with tension that you could cut it with a knife. After a few minutes the Doors in the back were pushed open by a very large person. With coal like skin and burning red eyes. Following him was an Old Giant with a missing eye. He smelled of frozen woods. Then a shadowy being with a feather cloak.
The Sons of the Emperor had answered the call to return. They each took a seat next to their brothers. Leman Russ sat next to Lion El'Johnson while Vulkan sat next to Roboute Guillium. With Corvus Corax standing in the back of the room. The Emperor speaks, "Allowed to say to my sons, that I am sorry for neglecting you for so long. I was arrogant in thinking I could do things on my own. I should've warned you all about the dangers of the Warp." Surprisingly, it was the Lion that spoke out. "You failed father, we all have. Welcome to humanity, now let's get on with this. I do not need to listen to platitudes." The Old Wolf laughs, "I never imagined that Lion El' would say such things to dear Father." Under his snow white beard and hair. He gave a savage smile. "Could it be that we all learn something from this whole ordeal?" I decided, against my better judgment, to give some advice.
"The thing about ordeals is that you either cry about it or deal with it." The Old Wolf gave a huge belly laugh. "Hear that Lion, the Xeno lover has some wisdom. HAHAHA!" I raised my mug? I looked at my hand and saw a mug in my hand. Filled with what I could think is some Mead. I raised it anyway and took a swig. I cough a bit but it's not half bad. Everyone was drinking now, with Vulkan looking curiously at Leman. "You use Magics now?" The Old Wolf looks down in clear shame. "I was wrong, I should've been wiser when it came to the flaws I had. I should've done better by Magnus. I should've been better." I took another swig, "Praise the man who fights the demons of the World, Worship the Man who fights the demons within himself."
We all hung our heads low in a moment of silence and then we got into the brass tacks of this meeting. I threw all my cards on the table. "Okay your people are starving and suffering for no reason. With FAE-Tech I can at least give them better living conditions, and give your soldiers better equipment. The FAE territory has the loyalty of all of its sector because of the simple changes to their homes." I took another sip of my mead. "Not to mention that we gave them better food and better air. Planets that were a toxic smog are being cleaned up and the worlds with an overpopulation problem are being given either more room or are being moved with a population decline. Not only that supplies are now no longer an issue due to several factors. One is our replication systems. They range from industrial to just food based. Next is the StarGate system, by creating a point to point connection we send people and supplies through."
"We even redesign Imperium ships that are better to use and to repair. If I get a hold of the Gloriana Blueprints I could probably make a Shipyard Replactor just for that." Before I could continue a hand slams down. I looked over to a man who could only be an Inquisitor of the Ordo Xenos. "Why the hell should we even accept your 'Gifts?' For all we know you'll want to hold over our head to make us bow to your and your Alien Masters." I tilt my head, "Who said anything about gifts? I know for a fact that if the Imperium wins tomorrow, your whole government will collapse. You've been in total war status for more than 20,000 years. You don't have an economy, you don't have anything to support the inevitable free fall of your people. I am giving you the means for your people to evential pay back what you owe."
Everyone in the room was stunned into silence, even the Inquisitor. "Your Highness don't you see he just admitted that he intends to-." The Emperor raises a hand, "I am aware. I am here to make sure that we all survive the coming war. The Imperium and the new Alien Alliance will work together." The Inquisitor bows his head not say anything more. I speak up again, "Chaos is going to strike back sooner rather than later. And unlike the Tyranids we don't have a time table of a thousand years. I can call forth the Metal Caste of the Farsight Enclaves and have them start fixing your worlds." The Emperor nods, "It is allowed, though the territory that FAE had conquered is yours you will not take more." I nod in turn, "Agreed" he continues.
"Furthermore, while I will agree to give you the blueprints to our Gloriana ships, you will only build them for the Imperium." I nod again, "I would also like that the Farsight Auxiliary Enclaves be recognized as an Independent faction from the Farsight and Tau empires." I rubbed my chin, "I will need to discuss that with my bosses but I'm sure they will see the reasoning." Vulkan decided to speak up, "I would like a guarantee from your alliance that the people in your territory will be treated well as well as the people you meet outside of said territory." I nodded, "Agreed with a counter-offer of the Imperium doing the same." The Emperor nods, "It'll take a while to convince the people to follow that order but I'm sure it'll happen."
Guillium takes his turn to speak, "Is the StarGate system better than ships? How quickly can you move between Gates? What can and can't be sent through?" I raised my hands, "It takes only a few minutes to travel between worlds, and most of anything can be sent through. We haven't found anything yet that can't be sent through. And unlike the Webway it can be made by 'Normal' hands." He closed his eyes for a few moments before opening them again. "I would like to request that we implement this into the Imperium. It'll free up logistical assets from dozens of sectors." The Emperor nods and I add to it, "I suggest we add them to your Farm Worlds first then to the Forge worlds next. An army runs on its stomach after all." Guillium nodded in agreement.
I felt eyes on me and looked over at Corvus, He walked forward to the table and spoke to the Emperor, "I would like to take command of the Inquisition. Including the whole of the Officio Assassinorum. I am aware that there will be those who will disagree with our mandate. I would like to head that off." The Emperor gives a nod. With that done the Lion speaks up, "We should send any spare forces to Cadia. As the Bulwark against the Eye it will be the first world that Chaos Strikes." I think for a moment, "With permission from Your Highness, I will contact my people to send ships and supplies to give them a much needed edge against the Dark." The Emperor nods, "Of course, I would like to request that my sons send their Tech Marines to support the Fortifications of the worlds." The Lion speaks up again, "Only what we can spare, My Legion only has so many now, even with the recall from the Crown-Prince and the Primaris Astartes, we only have so many to go around."
Everyone was nodding and the Old Wolf spoke up finally. "I think all fleet based chapters that don't have a legion to go back to should find a world to set up on. Give 'em roots to set up on. And I think that the Astartes as a whole should start seeing their mortal families again. Or at least the ones that are still alive. Vulkan is right, we need to treat the people better." Vulkan gives the biggest smile I've ever seen, "Thank you Brother." Leman waved it off, "No thanks needed Brother, Just seeing the wisdom of it." With that we discuss finer points of this truce and alliance. Which lasted for hours if not the rest of the day. After that I was escorted to my room again. I got a shower, fresh clothes and I was going to ask for something to eat when the door was knocked on.
Saint and a tech-priest walks in, Saint clears his throat. "We have another problem." The tech-priest walks forward. "I am Cawl Inferior. I am here to inform the Unit known as Ambassador Jack Lace. Of the second Great Schism of the Omnissiah Cult. The Arch-Traditionalists have left to gather at the Forge World Lexum. Though a minor forge world compared to others it is a staunch follower of Standard Practices." I think for a moment, "How close to the Fae territory are they?" Saint shakes his head, "Not close at all but the fact that they left at all is a major blow to us. We already have reports of hundreds of fleets leaving their posts to head to the new capital of the 'True Servants of the Omnissiah.'" I turn back Cawl Inferior. "Is it a Civil War or just a disagreement?" I heard gears turning, "For now a Disagreement, but most likely a War. Good Data Point is that they will not turn to the Great Enemy to attack us."
I turned to Saint, "I think we need to push forward with the Upgrade Plan." He nods, "I agree, we have an actual workshop for you to get started on work on Holy Terra. We also like that your first project is to create a Stargate for us." I nodded, we got into another car and sped off into the palace where the workshop was located at the bottom of the Mountain Stairs. It was tucked to the side and was guarded by four Custodes. I also saw a giant pile of metal crates that is probably full of scrap. Saint pats one of the Crates, "They are full of Custodes equipment. They believe it is a good trade off for bringing back Father." I looked at him curiously, he rolled his eyes, "I know it sounds weird but he is a part of me and I him. Heh, I guess that makes you and I cousins, if not outright brothers." It was my turn to roll my eyes.
"I'll get started on getting your world upgraded." I transformed into Upgrade and began. I started with turning the equipment into a usable stargate. I then contacted the Metal Caste and told them of the plan. A dozen Mechamorph walked through and we got to work. The first place was the Palace then the rest of the planet. Though the planet's residents have a superior living status to the rest of the Imperium it was still of lesser quality than I'm used to. We fixed everything, turning nuclear cores into Cold Fusion. Creating a few million filters for the planet wide sewers that will turn the foulest sludges into pure clean water. Every building gets air-purifiers and food replicators. I then made a Custodes Replication Factory, I know that there are entire dynasties just to create one part of their equipment. But I need them stockpiled now. One of the Mechamorphs headed to Titan too began upgrading the Grey Knights fortress.
We had to call more to help with the rest of the Sol System. And using any and all spare shuttles as a catalyst they built a shipyard around the star itself. It was just a ring but its sole purpose was to create Glorina ships. Using the sun to power the replicators, along with several hundred redundant systems. It starts creating the ships at breakneck speed. By the time We were finished with Terra ten had been made and sent out to Cadia. They were piloted by Loyal Cloned Guardsmen and Naval officers. More were being made and sent off to the Major worlds. A few of the Mechamorphs went to Mars where they started fixing the world. Belisarius Cawl asked to be upgraded first and now looks like a giant silver man. With a few dozen copies of him, it was explained that he no longer has to delete huge stores of data. Just replicate a body and download the data into it. He felt great shame for not thinking about that first.
The copies became known as the Cawl Collective. Soon we began to head to other worlds, though it was severely slower then even the most pessimistic estimates. Surprisingly it was the regular worlds that gave us the most trouble stating that no alien would dare touch their worlds. It took only a single Custode to convince these worlds to obey the Emperor. But there were plenty of worlds that openly rebelled against the Imperium. Normally they would be conquered by the Guard but since we possibly have very little time. A single Custode for each world led an invasion with five chapters worth of marines to conquer the planets. The guardsmen were sent off world towards Cadia. While the people were then given better homes thanks to the Imperiums new allies. Guard recruitment was now at an all time high and though the Astartes were given a huge boost to their numbers, The Fae Empire had given them the means to safely create more and with the primaris design as well.
Alongside with the safer procedure we gave them Fae classed weapons from the Replicator Bolters to the Fae lancers. On dozens of worlds the Guard was being upgraded as well. With the same tech there are now whole factories just producing the Baneblades, Knight mechs and Titans. Unfortunately we were also required to make Exterminatus weapons. I understand the Reasoning but I don't have to like it. Farm Worlds were giving upgrades and thanks to Guillium they were sending entire planets worth of food to much needed worlds. Though the Food replicators alleviated most of the Starving worlds, it needs a backup in case something shuts off the power. Knowing the Grimdark it will happen. Paradise Worlds were given holo chambers to help treat soldiers who had a breakdown. These chambers became nicknamed Comfort Zones. It was viewed as a place of failure till the guardsmen who came out had a better outlook and were more determined to fight the Enemies of Man.
Soon ships were being upgraded and now they don't have a Warp Core that'll kill you as you get closer. The Family Crews were given actual places to live other than the shanty towns in the bowels of the ship. Better filter systems, replicators and minor factories. The Gellar Field generator was given a major boost in effectiveness. When thoroughly tested it proved to be 95% effective. And thanks to our Psyker technologies we gave the ships a means to repel demons. Psykers in general were given the technologies to be more effective against the Great Enemy. The Grey Knights in particular were very grateful and they have begun to actively summon demons only to perma-kill them. There wasn't even the need to sacrifice anyone, thanks to cloning they can clone a large heart and use that to call forth them. On Titan itself they cloned hundreds of gallons of blood to summon demons and then kill them.
It worked for about a few dozen times before the demons stopped answering them. However they Went to another planet and did it again. That happened about four or five times before that stopped. It was now thought that the demons were becoming more selective and wary of who they answer now. Though still a problem it was considered a major win against Chaos. The Grey Knights have now begun active recruitment amongst the Astartes Population. The Sisters of Battle had also begun a mass recruitment drive. Mostly from the Guardswomen, and they all were given the American Spartan upgrade. With Fae Tech they swore to help their Husband no matter what. However the Sisters of Silence were called to Holy Terra itself. They were to guard the Emperor while He sat on the Golden throne. Normally the Custodes would do this, but he sent them all out into the galaxy. The only ones that stayed were the Shadowkeepers, I was told to not interact with them.
On another note I found out that I don't feel any different when I'm around the Sisters of Silence. I didn't even realize what they were until a random servant cursed at them. I then recognise the armor and apologize for not understanding. They all talk via sign-language, and they told me that I'm one of the few people that don't care or can't feel what they are. On a more darker note the True Servants of the Omnissiah have stated that the Imperium is Lost to Herateks and needs to be cleansed. They managed to conquer several hundred sub-sectors and have already turned the populations of these worlds into Servitors and Skitarii. Their first target would be a Fae World that is alone at the edge of their New Territory. And thanks to Hyperspace Communications they went into Lock-down and waited for relief.
However Commander Dal Lic Elm had already sent a major fleet. It got there just in time to see the Huge Armada fired on the world, luckily there was a planetary shield in place. The battle took several days to finish with the True Servants retreating. However before they left they sent a Dark Matter Bomb to the Local star causing it to go nova. With as little time as possible the planet was evacuated and the Star System was erased. Belisarius Cawl announced that the True Servants were now branded as traitors and renegades. This caused a knock-off effect for entire sectors worth of Tech-Priest to divide themselves between Traitor and Loyalist. The traitors Forge Worlds were packed up and then destroyed. All heading to the True Servants growing territory. Another knock-off effect was that some of the traitors joined the Chaos aligned Herateks. Who then began to turn entire sub-sectors into servitors.
The Loyalists then accepted the Fae Upgrades while they were given entire templates of designs and constructs. In a surprising turn of events the Geth had its own schism. Though less hostile than the current one. The separate Geth joins with the Tech-priest. Calling themselves the People of the Omnissiah. And off course were the new aliens that I had to create populations again. So I had to find worlds that match up with the aliens' worlds. For some they I can put a few on a single world while others, Like the Volus needed a methane world, while the Hanar can survive on the surface they needed the oceans. So we build underwater complexes to clone them.
Plus every Star Wars, Star Trek and Stargate aliens can be put on most worlds so I just stack them up on large worlds that can support huge populations. The United Hives got a new member of the New Zerg form which is just me but looking like the Queen of Blades. Or King of Blades? He went into a deep sleep and soon a giant Hive was built and then later joined with the Rest as they made a new Queen for the United Hives. The Yggdrasil trees got a new friend in the Form of the Thorian. And they wasted no time using the new Organic Clones to create Creepers of various races and sizes. And speaking of sizes the The Worlds Trees all cloned a new creation of the Leviathans. And thanks to replicators they were given ship tier armors to travel around and protect others. The Reapers were also easy to replicate, but all of them are clones of me. While there are only a few hundred of the Leviathans there are a few thousand of the Reapers.
The Tribble Alien I can turn into is the size of a large Truck and Immediately gave birth. Luckily I was put in a world with no sentient life. My children in turn gave birth to their own children and so forth and so on. I honestly don't know why I had received this alien but it's the only alien that has a timer on it, 3 hours to be exact. Of course during those hours the populations of Tribbles went from one to one billion. I was beamed out the moment I could be locked on. The United Hives and the World Tree Network were given a few hundred of them. Which were dissolved and their biomass were added to the Genome of both groups. Which caused a Pop Cap increase. With that over we went to other aliens like the Changelings and the Undine. Both were given their own worlds which was then they combined their own might with each other. Both races were known for their intelligence.
The New Warhammer Races had major differences. Like my Necrontyr form Pharaoh. It is estimated that he'll only live for 80 years but thanks to clones and genetic research 80 years becomes 100 to 150 all the way to 300. I then made a dire gamble, I sent a contact to Trazyn. Who woke me up in the fucking middle of the Night! "So you are the one who claims to have a way to give us our flesh back?" I was still in bed and his hunched over frame looked over me. I wasn't on Terra at the moment. "How the hell did you get in here tin man?" His head tilted to the side. "Are you the one or not?" He leaned back as I got out of bed and dressed. "Yes I am but I need to send a message off to the Silent King and you're the only one that I could find in a relative time."
He gave a chilling laugh, "I doubt that he would even care for your help. He is far older than any of you, so whatever you might think he wants is far from what he actually wants." I transformed into Pharaoh. The Necron Lord went very still and quiet. "How did you get that?" Though I don't look unhealthy in fact I looked pretty good I was still full of miseries. And in my own raspy voice, "Time space shenanigans and Warp-travel fuckery. I can help you all. I am also aware that some view your metal forms as superior but those who want it will be able to go back." He scoffs at that, "So you can transform and clone it how dreadfully dull." I hold up a hand, "Through genetic tampering, I extend this form's lifespan up to 300 hundred years. Not only that, I made machines that allow mental transference. I can make a version to transfer your machine mind to that of an organism of your choosing."
He stayed quiet for several minutes then a half hour then a full hour and now I think he is panicking because he wasn't expecting a lesser race to actually have something worthwhile. I transformed back and went to a seat and worked on reports. Four hours later he moved again. "I will contact the Silent King and others who would most likely support such a thing." With that he disappeared and I went back to bed. Going back to the Warhammer Aliens I had sent my C'tan form towards my other god forms. False-Son my sensei form was weird to use, I wouldn't be cloning him anytime soon. My Champion had transformed into a Primarch form and I got a Custode form. I tested both on fighting their counterparts. I held my own but I still got my ass handed to me. It was the first time that I could remember the Custodes laughing.
The Blood games were the only fun time they had but it was more business than anything. I also made a promise that I wouldn't give the other aliens either forms, It was obvious why. Both however were given Custdoes equipment. The Destiny Aliens were set on the same world. Then came the DND Races. It was at this point that I had a big talk with Tsunami-Domo, the Queen of the United Hives, the Gaia Avatar of the World Tree Network, along with Commander Dar Lic Elm. Tsunami-Domo spoke first, "All in favor of having the Mind-flayer in the United Hives?" We all raised our hands, the Queen then spoke, "All in favor of having the different aspects of dragons races on separate worlds?" Dar Lic and Gaia are the only ones that didn't raise their hands. The Queen allows one to speak, the Avatar spoke first. "I wished to know the reasoning behind the separation of the dragons." Commander Elm speaks next.
"I wished to know as well." They turn to me, "In the extreme technical sense they are the same race but they are born of different origins. I think it's more like the same race that was adapted on different planets. I think the reasoning on the separation mostly has to do with territory disputes. Dragon's no matter the Origin are proud and very territorial. Plus they can grow to enormous sizes." Commander Elm speaks up, "So how deep is the separation going to be?" I turned to the Queen, "A planet for each Color, Metal and Gem. With the Dragonborn and the Kobolds being added to them as well." Tsunami-Domo says, " All in Favor then?" The hands are in the air now. Next was the Gaia Avatar, "All in Favor of Cross breeding?" This time it was only me and Elm that stayed our hands.
The Avatar gave the floor up, I decided to ask, "Cross breed what exactly?" The Avatar smiled softly, "We give few of every race in our disposal to both the United Hives and the World Trees. I am Curious how Apocolizard would fare as either a Hive Creature or Tree Creature." Commander Elm speaks up, "I am aware of multiple chapters of the Tau-Astartes moving to New Aldari and now wearing wraith armor. It would be interesting to see what others would do but the fusion that has occurred is due to creatures that have a very similar origin point." I then remember an old video of Godzillia as a Xenomorph with multiple SCPs as the same. Then there was the Mind-Flayer dragon. I nodded and spoke, "All in favor then?" Only Commander Elm stayed down, "I only wish that we are careful with what we do." Most of the other races were placed somewhere. But next on the list of things. Tsunami-Domo continues the meeting.
"How did Trazyn take the news of our cloning and mental transference technology?" I shrugged, "I think he was shocked that we had such tech and that we are willing to give it to them for whatever we want. If I remember correctly, The Silent King wants to return to the flesh." They nodded and we moved onto other things. Soon however I was sent to Cadia. My ears hurt from the entire planet shouting 'Holy Reviver! The Great Giver! Saint Lace!" I'm glad I had my helmet because I was red. Soon it quieted down, The supreme commander of the Cadia force came up to me. He was a bald scared man with gray steel eyes and one of his hands happens to be cybernetic. His chest barreled with each breath and was covered in medals. I can tell that this was a form of armor. "The men would like a speech from the Holy Reviver."
I took my helmet off, "I'm not good at speeches, But you don't care about that. You guardsmen who survived the Hells that come from the Hateful Eye. Even before the Emperor sat upon the Golden Throne, Cadia stood, for Ten Thousands Years Cadia stood. I have no doubt in my mind that if Abbadon the Cowered drops a planet on you, Cadia will Stand! So… What will you do now?!" They all stood at attention and with stomping feet, they shouted; CADIA STANDS!
Cadia was a planet similarly like Earth before it became a desert. However it was covered in fortresses and Trenches. With cavern-like tunnels throughout the crust of the world, The Metal caste began by fortifying everything. I personally created a multi-layered planet wide shield. I even took a page from stargate and created a phase disperser. The planet will be able to be untouchable for a good hour, two if we push it. Then there were the flak cannons, all we added was the Replicator to it. Every auto-cannon was morphed into a Lance-Cannon. Every soldier was given their very own Fae-armor/equipment, and those that wished it was given the American Spartan treatment. I even made cloning facilities to boost the numbers on the planet, while those that can't fight went off world.
Every day more and more troops from the Imperium came to Cadia Prime. Titans from the Warhounds to the Imperator. The Loyalist of Mars requested that I fix and repair them, just me. For the next year I did that. Hell, even the Imperial Knights requested that I repair their titans as well. Everyone stated that their God-Engines were easier to converse and work with. Of course then came the Psi-Titans. Only three were brought before me. And I knew who decided that I should bring about this. "Greetings Dear Reviver." I turn from the window that allows me to see the monsters. I turn to see Lady Inquisitor Marise Legionosa, "It's a wonder how you manage to worm your way to our Glorious Holy Emperor. But He sees you as an ally so I must as well." I look her over and I notice that while she has her clones in the background she also has something else. "You went through the American Spartan Program? And here I thought you were too good for it. You're the one that brought those Psi-Titans correct?"
She nodded and sat at the only table in the room I was given. "Yes, His most Holy-Emperor decree that they will stay here and that there will be no more made on this day. He has also decreed that they be made into a single tower of sorts. I am also here to disgust my theft of your equipment." It took me a good moment to remember what she meant. "Oh yes, the Clone Tanks. How did you fair with those?" She sneered at me, but took a breath. "Poorly if I might add, they kept rebelling. Not only that it could only clone you. Poor design if you ask me." I rolled my eyes and took the seat across from her. "It is a poor design if it was meant to clone other people. But rest assured that I have managed better versions. Perhaps you would like a few for yourself?" She scoffs, "Before we go into any 'trades' I would like to know why they kept revolting against me."
I tapped my foot a few times, "I am from a planet known as Earth. It's very similar to Cadia actually. I was born in a country known as America or The United States of America." Her eyes widened slightly, but I continued. "In this country we value our freedom so much that we police the world itself to keep it safe. We've fought empires much older than ourselves and won. I was raised to value my freedom, it's a part of who I am. I can only assume that it stuck to the clones." She nods quietly to herself while thinking. "I'm guessing the American Spartan Program was the result of your peoples supremacy?" I shook my head, "The program is based on fictional super-soldier programs. The American part comes from the story of Captain America while the Spartan part comes from the story of Halo." She looks kinda pissed at that. "It's a wonder that we haven't all exploded by now."
I shrugged, "The day isn't over yet." She chuckles then coughs slightly. "Now back to the Psi-Titans, His Most Holy Emperor wishes another Astronomican. He has asked me to deliver the original plans to you." She takes out a fat disk like object and displays it. She pushes a button and a hologram appears. "Not only that He would like one on every one of His sons worlds. I hope that this isn't too much for you." I think for a moment, "It might be, I'm going to have to call for some help." She made a hmph sound, I looked at her curiously. "What?" She shrugged slightly, "I was hoping you would take up the challenge but you are clearly more level headed then I thought." I arched an eyebrow, "Are you flirting with me Lady Inquisitor?"
She looks away, "Was it that obvious? The Crown-Prince wishes a more solid truce and alliance. His Most Holy Emperor has no daughters that we know of, and none of the Primarchs have children again that we know of. The Crown-Prince thought it would be ironic that we married for political alliance." I groan, "Is it supposed to turn into a love hate thing? You tried to kill me, I tried to kill you. Christ on a stick, what hell is going on with politicians?" She chuckles again, "I don't know they're everywhere no matter what race you are a part of." I laughed remembering something, "'Politicians are the Weeds of the galaxy.'" She laughed out loud that time and I got a chill up my spine, with an image of a Fool in my head. She looked at me curiously, "What? I can't laugh at that?" I shook my head, "It wasn't you, I've met the Eldar's Laughing God. The fact that I made you have a genuine laugh hinted at him." She got a serious look on her face.
"We best be careful then. Besides, what is your answer to our proposal?" I shrugged, "I have no problem with a political marriage. But how far would this marriage go?" She rolled her eyes, "You won't have to give children or swear fealty to His Most Holy Emperor. But we will have an Imperial Wedding and you will take on my name." My eyes widened, "Why take on your name? I don't really care, but I'm curious as to why." She sighs, "You may not care but even with His return, politics is still a major part of The Imperium." I groaned again, "They want their name stamp on me?" She nods, "I may not be a noble born but I have a rather large number of families that have made a name for themselves." I arched an eyebrow, she rolled her eyes, "Though a few of them were born from my clones I came from an interlocked family structure. Families upon families joining together to become greater." I then asked the bigger question of this whole ordeal. "What is involved in an Imperial Wedding?"
She grins, the rest of the day and whenever I get a break I was schooled on weddings and ceremonies galore. But for the rest of the year, I was busy staying on her new ship, her own Glorina called Nevermore. It had a Crow on the front instead of the eagle. We've traveled to all the worlds that belong to the Loyal Primarchs to give them Astronomican or Astro Minors, shining beacons in the dark. Lighthouses if you will. Most of the Forge worlds would still be upgrading but even now they are fighting the True Servants. The Metal and Forge castes are helping with the 'Tech War' While Feral worlds were forcibly dragged into the future. Stating that a great battle is heading towards us and the imperium can no longer take just tithes. I on the other hand got to take the American Spartan program. One thing that wasn't touched on in Ben 10 was that you can work out constantly and then transform into an alien then back.
Complete recovery each time, which results in me no longer looking like a regular looking human but a Captain America ripoff. With the Program I now look like Thor's younger twin. As a gift from the Belisarius Cawl I got the best Electoos that would help with combat. The fact that I can now shoot lighting out my hands was merely a bonus. But I was also given the Biotic and Psionic treatment. My personal armor was changed out too. I combined Fae Tech with Custdoes tech, not only that but both the Eldar and the Grey Knights infused everything they can into the armor. All in case I can't access the Omnitrix. I was training relentlessly just to make sure that every weapon and form was mastered. In every world I visited I made sure that everybody got a chance at living through the coming war.
Right now is known as The Calm or the Last Peace. Chaos hasn't been seen in a while thanks to the Gray Knights and the better living conditions. Who'da thought taking care of your citizens would stop the horrors even if it's for a short time. The Tech War is only at a skirmish level right now. And the Herateks are losing it. The True Servants and the Loyalist are just sending angry comments at each other. The skirmish is the result of both sides killing the Herateks. I however have been recalled to Cadia. I've been informed that the Eye of Terror is reacting. Thanks to the Stargate system soldiers from all over the Galaxy are here to fight whatever comes out the wound in reality. All we had to do is wait now. A huge armada of various factions were here. The only ones that weren't here were Necrons, Tryanids and Orks. Out of those I wonder why the Orks haven't come out to fight.
But I shouldn't worry about it because if I know how this universe works, they'll come in at the last second for a surprise victory or not show up at all. I hope for the former but I think we can handle the latter. The Eye is visibly shrinking thanks to all the Atrsominors. It takes several days for it to get half way shrunk. But then came the storms, and right after the Chaos Undivided Armada. Every Demon Primarch and Prince was here. I heard the Sirens, and the voice of the Emperor.
Hear me sons and daughters of the Imperium! Chaos is desperate and is throwing everything they have at you. They seek to devour your very self! They wish to devour us all. Force us into slavery! I forge the Imperium in the fires of war and I have been your shield in the dark!Now you will be the sword that I forge you to be. As your Emperor I have but one request! Survive to see the Morning that I hope to build!
The sky was alight with burning wreckage falling from space and a hand fell on my shoulder and I turned to see Blana grinning from ear to ear. To my left was Kai'rue with Lasin next to her. Marrick, Fex Ura and Carin Luke are all standing with me. We headed back to the Tau-hawk and soared to the battle lines. The very wreckage was being used to summon millions of chaos spawn and I saw something I wasn't ready to see. Skarbrand leads an untold number of Bloodthirsters as well as Khorne Princes. I can even see Angron, just miles ahead of their blood hoard. The side hatch of the Hawk opens up, Blana gives me a thumbs up. Over the loud winds, she shouts. "Good luck brother! I hope you finally get a kill count going!" I smiled at that, "We'll compare notes after! You guys stay alive." I jumped out of the Hawk as I was falling. I transformed into Mon-Ki. I then charged up my forms all the way to Super Saiyan Blue. I then start throwing Ki Bombs at everything in the Chaos Hoard.
I see a legion of titans of various sizes charging into battle. Each step causing the death of Thousands of Chaos spawns. I dive bomb into a group of Bloodthirsters throwing haikais at all them. Within an instance I transformed into WayBig! I began to punch and kick, a few minutes of this had both Angron and Skarbrand charging me. I charged a beam into them and they took it as they still charged through the beam. Angron swung a fuck-off axe at me, I transformed into Upgrade and as the axe slammed into me I spread over it using it's own metals to burn away the corruption. To try to get me off of his axe he goes for a swing at a friendly titan, with a shift in phasic energies, it goes right through the titan and throws him off balance. With a flap of his wings he rights himself and swings again. It still went through and in anger he threw it across the battlefield.
With some clever changes to the axe, it flew in an arch and returned to him burying it into his chest. With a roar he rips out the Axe and throws it again. This time it did not return to him. For I left it for the inside of his chest. The inside was like a furnace, or a star. I clawed my way to his brain, I could feel him trying to dig me out of his body. Soon I was in his skull and I found the Butcher's Nails. I surge forward and merge with them. I couldn't get them out, that'll kill him. But I could change them to make him feel again. Before I could however, a hand grabbed onto the Nails and pulled them out. From what I could see it was Skarbrand, which caused Angron to roar in rage. I, on the other hand, transformed again. I fell into a huge swarm of Chaos spawn. As Goop I turned dozens within my reach into a slurry of blood and guts. I also witness that Angron and Skarbrand are now fighting each other.
From Orbit in a pitch battle between Chaos and our new alliance. Ships fall like rain, and from the Chaos ships came new horrors. Till a giant monster fell out of the sky, It was a sickly green with puss and disgusting growths on it. It immediately came under fire, from multiple fire bombings, and holy saints. I transform into Heatblast. And when all out on the burning. I'm reminded of when Ben and company had to deal with the fountain of youth. Ben threw a tantrum as heatblast to burn up the fountain. He was a toddler, I'm a grown ass man with superpowers. With all this combined I became a walking inferno. I moved towards the Terminus Est. A giant of a man walks out of the hulk, with rotting wings and mutant flies buzzing around him. I walked towards him but I hadn't taken two steps till a roar of engines came from the side. Jagatai Khan had arrived, with his White Scars. "Mortairon! You will have me to contend with!"
Despite the intense whoshing of the fire I was creating I could hear them clearly. But I was immediately swarmed by Plague Walkers. Though they could barely get to me without turning into ash. The Sheer number of them causes an ash cloud to appear. I knew where the ship was, so I ran forward. Before I got to the ship, a scythe came out of the fire aiming to behead me. I tucked in time, and turned to see Typhus. He waves me forward to meet him. "Come Great Burner, let Nurgle welcome you into his Garden." I increased my heat and despite his bloated size he was quick. As I shot out beams of fire causing a Moab like explosion. As he dodged my shots, he got closer and closer, till he was close enough to punch me. Each punch felt like years being drained from me. I in turn punch him back, making sure that my hits cook him thoroughly. 'My fuel is running out and hitting fumes.'
I grabbed onto him and vomited my molten stomach acid onto his face. All he did was laugh as his head melted then along his upper torso. I transformed into my Human self, and looked around the ash caked landscape. From the ash came the more plague walkers. Even with my new body I was weakened from my fight with Typhus. I could barely stand but I raised my Lance Rifle. They were running full sprint, I fired into the hoard. But when they were only a few meters away shining light came down on them. A literal battalion of Saints came down and began to burn them away. One turns to me, She gives me a smile. Saint Celestine offers a hand up, I grab it and she pulls me up. She then gently grabs my head and kisses my forehead. "Walk in His Light." She turns and flies off to burn the rest of the plague. 'I seemed to catch my second wind!' Before I could move on my radio cackles to life. "Lace, the Sorcerers are summoning as many demons and spirits behind the hulks. Sending coordinates." I see where they are and they were miles away.
I turned into Fasttrack and sped through the battlefield. When I got a visual on the literal army of Sorcerers, Doing everything they can to keep the portal open. I transformed into Jury Rigg and began to take part in making a special something. And when I was done I took more parts to make a launcher. Thank you, Fallout! I was giggling like crazy and placing the Beacon in the launcher. I whistled loudly. Some of the Sorcerers turned to see me and I shot out the beacon. It landed just outside the ritual area, and a green portal opened up out steps War-Drum. I couldn't see his face but I bet he's grinning savagely. The portal allowed more of his kind to return. Giants now began to vaporize so many in a single shot. I turn into my War-Drum and join the fray. However the Chaos Portal let out a final creature, with a single baleful eye. With his sorcery he pushed us aside and took to the sky. In the distance I could hear howls in the wind.
A score is a score I guess. I looked up and I could feel the Krork ships appearing in space to tear chaos a new one. I turned to head back to the command post. Chaos is throwing everything they have at us. But out of all the gods the only one that hasn't shown up in force, is Slaanesh. The Dark Eldar can't be hard to slay. Of course just as I thought it, portals across the world opened up and spewed untold numbers at us. I made it back in time to see Lion' El and Guilmann fight their brother, Fulgrim. He's holding them back, laughing with each cut, while Magnus and Leman duel it out with their Magics, Jagatai and Mortairon fight with sword and scythe. I looked around to hear cawing from crows when I looked back I saw Logar fighting Corvus, Vulkan assisted Corvus. I transformed again into my Primarch form.
To help out with Jagatai. Our fight lasted for hours, Gods fighting among demi-gods and Mortal men. The sun dips and darkness is alighted with explosions and thunderclaps. Mortarion collapses with his power cut off. Logar tries to run only to be nailed into the leg of a fallen Titan. Fulgrim was caged and forced into a coma. With Magnus being the only one still fighting, "You think I'm a fool, Leman!? That you are now humbled for the wrongs you've done!? I won't stop, I will burn this and every world you've stepped on!" Wolf snarled, "Then come brother, let's lay this to rest!" They charged at each other with a tidal wave of chaos and destruction. But out of nowhere a beam of energy hits Magnus. We turned to see who shot it and a Mechanical Monster came walking towards us with Dorn leading an army of Iron Warriors, Imperial Fists, and Iron Hands. Dorn was missing a hand and I could feel who the Mechanical Beast was. Magnus roars at us, "Perturabo you traitorous cur. I'll boil you alive in that armor. I flay you all alive for this injustice!" Before he shouts again Valkan hits his head with the stave of his hammer.
I transformed and fell on my ass. The Custodes and Grey Knights came and secured the Fallen Primarchs. The battle of Cadia is still ongoing but we have the advantage now. Then We looked up to see the Eye of Terror closing with a wailful howl. Leaving nothing more than a scar on the sea of stars. I got onto a shuttle and headed for the Capital. Anything that was connected to the warp was gone. Only the Traitor Marines are left and all they can do now is cause as much damage as they can. In the distance I can see Angron lying against a pile of dead titans. With the Emperor helping to secure him. When we landed I was told where the Fae Empire was Station at and I walked there and looked for a cot to sleep in. I found an empty one and layed down. It was hours later that I woke up and found that the entire base was quiet. I got up and saw that people were either asleep or doing their best to stay quiet. I wondered for a bit till I found a cafeteria.
I had a glass of water and a much needed soup. The soup was warm and the water was refreshing. I hear someone sit in front of me. "How are you feeling Jack?" I looked up to see J-Q, in his Tau Mechanic outfit. I shrugged, "I'm okay, I mean I'm not okay but that's normal." He nods and starts eating a copy of my meal. "What's next? We have a thousand years till the tyranids are back. I could probably sleep through that time but.." I left that hanging there. He nods again, "I know but things are going to get better, but now we have to contend with the Necrons and the Tryanids. But I don't know what to do now thanks to the Lighthouses, Chaos can't get to us easily anymore. Not to mention even with their God up and about we're going to have to deal with the Xenophobia and the Zealots that want nothing more than to kill us all."
I shook my head, "I don't think so, Saint went out of his way to take out the clog and the trash. With Corvax in charge now even the hard to reach gutters are out. New supply and demands are being met and people are getting a better look on life. They say Misery loves company but Happiness is infectious." I looked up at him and he was smiling. I smiled in turn and I finished my food and went out to look for something to do. The Battle of Cadia was won, with the sacrifice of the many. The Metal Caste is out repairing everything, stars that were dying, were turned into Dyson spheres. Black Holes were forcibly shrunk and either destroyed or turned into a power source for space stations. Worlds that were hit with exterminatus were healed and made livable again. Even the worlds that were eaten up by the Tyranids and the Old Orks were made whole again.
Every imperial world was given an Astro Minor, so that every world can be found in the dark. But Warp travel quickly became obsolete with the new Gate Travel. The Eldar shared their knowledge of the Webway, to the Imperium and with the help of the Metal Caste and the greatest inventors of the Priest of Mars the Gate was made. A Gate will allow the traveler to cross the galaxy in an instance. For ships the new Trek engines were made to help out with space travel. 100% safer but about 25 to 30 percent slower than normal Warp travel. Pyskers are still getting picked by the Black ships but now they won't be sacrificed to the Astronomicon but to be taught in the new academy at the Imperial Palace. Those who are to be born blanks are inducted into the Sisters of Silence. The Men are turned into a new Group, The Muted Guides. The Emperor called his sons and daughters home.
The Senseis are the direct descendants of the Emperor. And were given positions in both the High Lords and the various Academies. The Tau Imperial Alliance had us merge into one with the Etherials letting go of the leash they had on their people. Within the next Hundred years Tau, Human, Eldar and Krork formed a new Empire with various alien clones now having their own worlds. In another hundred years the Necrons were split between the Silent King and the Storm Lord. With both sides joining the New Empire but as separate entities. The True Servants of the Omnissiah and the Loyalist of the Omnissiah rejoin into the Unity of Mars. I found out that I could live quite a while, but my friends decided that they'll nap through the years with cryo sleeping. Thanks to the New Trek drive we slowly made our way to the other galaxies. Our New Empire was now Intergalactic. The Primarchs went into cryo sleep and waited for their time to return. The Former Traitors Primarchs were purified with only Logar refusing to stay with the Empire.
He went home and slowly rebuilt his home. Magnus took over the Grey Knights, and led them in hunting demons. Mortairon took over the farming worlds and Angron was fixed. Thanks to my cloning we made a new brain with his memories. He was the first to go to sleep. Roboute Guilliman stayed up till he was sure the New Empire wasn't going to collapse, Lion El started a school to train the next knights, Leman Help cure his people of wulfkin. With Corvus now heading the Inquisition. Dorn and Perturabo made masterpieces with both Form and Functions each more Beautiful than the last. Fulgrim was now a teacher of the Lion Academy teaching sword play along with his brother. Vulkan, like his brothers, has gone to build wonders. And teaching others to not sacrifice their humanity for the sake of victory. Entering the Third century I was older then anyone in my old world ever was. My hair was longer but was just starting to gray. I had some crow's feet. And my old scars have faded to almost nothing. I walked down the hallway and saw the statues of all the Primarchs, and their champions, the good ones and the bad ones.
With the Primarchs asleep now the only ones left were me and the Emperor. I opened the door and saw him sitting in a nice chair and a glass of Terran wine. I went and sat next to him. "How much is that?" He turned to me and looked at the glass. "You could buy a couple solar systems, considering how old it is." He poured me a glass and I took a sip. "Damn, smooth as silk that is." He chuckles, "Are you going to sleep now?" I shrugged, "More than likely. It is quiet and I would like to dream again." He nodded and raised a toast, "To the Fallen and the Living." I raised my drink, "Amen" we both down our drinks. I sighed, "Will you be here when we wake up?" He shook his head, My body only has a couple more centuries till I die and become the Star-Father. The good thing is that it won't be like The Whore. I will turn into light and fade with a new faith being made. And I will have to raise my Saints to Minor God status."
I nodded and headed out to the sleep chamber. My Cryo-Bed was open and waiting. I took off my clothing and laid down. The pod closes and thought that the next time I awake it's because of the tyranids making war again. 'Maybe that won't happen, maybe they'll solve it before I wake up.' I felt the noticeable chill of the pod and closed my eyes. 'I'm gonna be pissed if I'm woken up early.' Wake up Protocol initiated. I woke my head hurting like a mother fucker. I looked around and noticed that the room was rusted and nearly falling apart. I checked the time on the pod and, "OH FOR FUCKS SAKES!"
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