Awakening
When Alex opened his eyes, the city screamed around him. Neon lights. Yellow taxis. The low thunder of skyscrapers and the stench of hot dogs from a street cart.
New York City.
He staggered, clutching his head.And then
[System Initialization Complete.]Loading Template: Tech-Priest Dominus [100%].Subroutines Online: Forge Protocols | Binaric Cant | Mechanicus Database | Multiversal Transit.
A cold voice filled his skull, not human, but metallic, ritualistic, echoing in binary whispers. The Tech-Priest system.
Alex wasn't just Alex anymore.
🧩 System Prompt Body Construction
[Your mortal shell is inefficient. Choose form.]Resource Vault Access: Infinite Blueprint Database.Suggestion: Build your true Mechanicus body.]
Knowledge poured into his mind like molten data schematics, STC fragments, forbidden archives. He understood alloys he'd never studied, cosmic patterns of nanometal self-assembly, the sacred hymns of metallurgy.
Alex grinned. If I'm starting over, I'm starting right.
He envisioned it, and the system obeyed.
Nanometallic Frame: Self-repairing liquid architecture, able to reconfigure form.
Vibranium Weave: Energy absorption and kinetic redirection, integrated into the skeletal lattice.
Uru Infusion: Dwarven star-forged god-metal, resonating with dimensional frequencies perfect for conducting the Omnissiah's will.
Neural Cogitator Core: Quantum-logic brain layered atop his human consciousness, giving him a mind both organic and machine.
The construction was instant but reverent. His flesh dissolved into silver liquid, rebuilding strand by strand. Fingers split into mechadendrites tipped with tools. Optics realigned into glowing crimson lenses. His voice, when he spoke, came in layered tones human and binaric echo.
"Flesh is fallible. Steel is eternal."
Goals Etched in Code
[Primary Directive Established.]Objective 1: Seek Knowledge. Objective 2: Acquire and Assimilate Technology. Objective 3: Expand Forge Across Dimensions.
The system whispered promises. With dimensional travel, he could raid realities, strip their greatest treasures, and forge wonders unseen. Stark's arc reactor, Asgard's Bifrost schematics, Wakanda's hoarded vibranium, Ultron's AI shell, even alien tech across galaxies all would be his.
The First Step
Alex no, Magos Alex Price now stood in the heart of New York. His cloak of woven nanofibers rippled with faint machine-light, mechadendrites twitching behind his shoulders. To the people around him, he looked like some kind of cosplayer stepping out of Comic-Con.
But Alex knew the truth.
The Omnissiah had blessed him with a universe full of technology to harvest.
And this was only the beginning.