Chapter 26: How am I getting away with this?!
TheLunchKing
Heed my words... Egg.
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Chapter 26: How am I getting away with this?!
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Chapter 26: How am I getting away with this?!
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How in the fuck am I actually doing this?! I just managed to bullshit my way through a negotiation with a Necron Cryptek a la Ainz Ooal Gown 'just as planned' style! In return for giving Anckm'rab a 'chance advantage' at the beginning of the negotiation, I received a cypher I could not understand and took the risk to take it and saw a bunch of necron glyphs that are connected to each other with single lines, the risk paid off when I showed it to the necron lord Aizaun. He actually stood down, and by extension he had 'commanded' the other necrons within the blackstone fortress to stand down as well.
It surprised me when the aeldari Knight of Vaul El'dathar also ceased his hostilities for the moment. With the necrons no longer attacking my own forces, at least for now, my morphs and frames have been establishing a little safe sector near the main entrance, and all around the Talisman of Vaul were my fliers making slow flight paths, patrolling above, below, and around the Talisman.
Over by the Imperial convoy, I can guarantee their safety now that nothing hostile will attack them... I think? Man, escort missions in real life are much more painful the more people you have to defend, go figure.
Anyway, following that, Anckm'rab wanted a mechanical body, he didn't choose the biological one for some reason. I mean I was gonna give it to him if he wanted it? Then again he must not trust me or something, actually that sounds about right. After all, I may have been the only way for him to regain his locomotion, it did not mean that he would trust me right off the bat.
In return, I got a lot of good things from him. The Lexicanums of Necron Crypt and Aeldari Tongue as he called it, and after poking those packages with a lot of safeties I opened them, and holy shit. When I said that I am going to have a rather difficult time deciphering them, I was not exaggerating. What in the hell do all these cryptic glyphs and aeldarian runes mean?!
After that, I got another info package that showed me this 'digitade' of adamantium, which looks oddly familiar for some reason, the 'initial Circum Realika Sequence' and a brief explanation of what they do and how they came to be, and holy shit, this is mega big. Like quantum huge, he did say that these are basically tech-magic spells and hot damn this is what the necron crypteks use to do all their 'non-psyker totally scientifically explainable not-magic'. If I can find a way to begin making my own sequences...
Uhh, moving on! When I called what he does Control Authority, I was just bullshitted so hard I thought I was going to get myself caught, but somehow Anckm'rab actually believed me??? Why?! Of course I then acted like I knew what he was saying when in reality I have no clue, so when he actually bought what I was selling, I was not looking a gift horse in the mouth.
Finally we get to the two other really big things he gave to me in exchange for making him a body, research notes on Aeldari and Krork physiology, and his aid as a translator for the necron lord. The aid is obvious, so I won't have to do cosmic charades with two super old farts. But the research notes are going to be really important, especially so I won't have to shoot in the dark when I study the 40k age Aeldari and Ork genomes.
All of that, for the rather low price of giving the cryptek a mechanical body. I felt kinda bad for getting all of that and giving him just a mechanical body in return, so I gave him a choice to add things to his upcoming body, when he asked me what is available and I gave him an idea of what to ask. He just asked for the anti-grav core and just to show him his new body, I did in fact use the plans of the Valiants and refitted it aesthetically and internally in order to incorporate the anti-grav core and also to shape the outside to look like him. Now that I look at what body I made for him, this kinda looks like a more 'well-built' Samuel Hayden from the Doom series.
Right now, I was currently creating his body, and also received an apologetic burst of sadness from my three Khalkotauroi. Looking through their memory banks, I couldn't help but let out a low whistle through my domain. They really showed no mercy, I mean it's fair considering their target, and there is something extremely cathartic about seeing a daemon even if it was a corporeal illusion of one, beg for the continuation of its abhorrent existence. But then I see that my three khalkotauroi lose the crippled Keeper of Secrets, at first I was peeved that it managed to escape, but then again it won't be able to bother us for a long while now, but on the other hand it might come back with more dangerous daemons and maybe even Kassar'duun.
I could not help but sigh as my protean form created Anckm'rab's mechanical body, well that's going to make the Thrax and co. more than just a little... uhh, 'displeased' at their original reason for coming down here escaping... and that their losses despite how 'little' compared to their normal casualty rates being disrespected with my action of getting the necrons to stand down. So that won't be fun.
Right after that thought I soothed the three khalkotauroi of mine, I told them they would get another chance. Hmm... perhaps once I learn how to use Digitades and Sequences, I can give them a rather powerful upgrade. But that won't be for a loooooong while I reckon. We are still on Exalus and we aren't even free of this warpstorm yet.
For now, I'll finish up Anckm'rab's body, and I'll slowly escort the imperials so as to keep them safe and also to delay the inevitable, wherever that daemon is, it can't have gotten far. Opening a hastily built gate, especially in a warpstorm covered system no less is going to screw with the gate's desired destination. If it hasn't gotten itself lost when it jumped into the immaterium, it WILL have to exit somewhere nearby if it wants to open a more precise gate to wherever its desired destination is. How I know this? Well, the Incorruptus had a few data files pertaining to opening warp gates, and I do not know if it applies to daemons, but if it does? Its hunting season.
Going back to the topic of making the mechanical body, I just about finished, I had it stand up and pulled myself off of it. The only addition it had was a long cord at the back of its head not too dissimilar to Sinatra's nerve cords, only that it is completely mechanical.
"That is a larger body than I thought." I heard the cryptek quip and had to take a slight look between him and his new body, oh yeah I think I may have made him a bit longer legged, but I think it might be just that this one is straight backed instead of the hunched over appearance I see in other necrons.
"Are you sure it is not just because it is not hunched over?"
"Perhaps. What is that cord attached to the back of its head?"
"Something that will help me transfer you into this body, it is called the cortical nerve cord. This is a very difficult procedure, since you aren't one of my children. I can't exactly just download you into this body, I have to transfer you personally, and this cord will help with that."
"Most interesting, so it would seem that I will be in your hands soon my dear." I'll give it to him, I find it kind of funny that a necron is a lot more welcoming than the Imperium, and I am NOT bringing him into Yggdrasil proper as one of my children. At least not unless he wants it, but I highly doubt it.
"Indeed. Of course, once the procedure is done then I will detach the nerve cord."
"It would be most appreciated, oh yes." He is right to be cautious, as that is pretty much a permanent link to the Yggdrasil Network, if I didn't add several redundancies and restricted its functions when I made this, I would have gotten me a necron chaild.
"Are you ready to proceed lord Anckm'rab?" We both know that with something like this, one can never be truly ready.
"I am ready my dear, let us start the operation." He is as ready as he will ever be.
Sliding a goo protean I flattened into a plane underneath the mechanical body's pedes, I brought it closer while I walked towards the cryptek. Going to my 'full size' I towered over the necron, stopping the protean behind me, I then stopped myself right in front of the cryptek who was looking at me with his emerald line optic.
"Relax. I could feel your nervousness from a mile away."
"Can you blame me?" Had to give it to him, it is understandable of him to be nervous given what we are doing.
"No... I suppose I cannot."
With that said, I reached out and theatrically embraced Anckm'rab, one hand on the back of his helm and the other at the base of his necrodermis 'vertebrae', now comes the hard part. My blue optics shone as I used Yggdrasil to extract all that was Anckm'rab without subsuming him into the network.
Anckm'rab POV
When the matriarch embraced me, I was more than a little nervous. If this fails, I will die, necron bodies are built with phaser kits that will teleport the damaged necron to a nearby repair bay for a long dip in a Silver Tank should the damage to our necrodermis bodies be too great. I cannot do so due to the corrosion runes coring out my current body and damaging my phaser kit, with the canoptek wraith I had barely enough scrap from the other fallen necrons of this assault stronghold.
I then felt the lady Eien's hands touch the back of my skull and the base of my spine, what happened next was... confusing, breathtaking, and more than a little terrifying.
The world faded around my sight and I could see a sort of blue fog clouding the edges of my vision while I saw a bright blue and white light in the distance. The light was so intense that I had to 'close' my 'eyes' for a brief moment, when I opened them again however, I was treated to a... very mysterious sight.
Looking around as much as I could, I saw a vast calm 'ocean', an equally vast if not more so endless 'sky' that has various auroras of different shades of blue, white, and silver. What caught my vision however was the myriad of blue 'stars' scattered everywhere as well as the absolutely massive tree with a 'cloud' of auroras and stars replacing what should have been leaves.
This sight brings up so many uncomfortable questions, ones that I do not know if I will like the answer to. What is this place? Why am I here? Does this place belong to the Matriarch? So many questions, so little time.
Feeling and seeing large fingers cradle around me, I followed them and turned around to see with my featureless avatar the... Matriarch in this... realm.
She looks so biological, scarily so, as if she was never a machine in the first place. A crown of three blue stars on her head, a beautiful and rather simple flowing dress that would have made the women of the necron nobility very jealous, and the purest sapphire eyes with little stars centered within her pupils.
I saw her look down at me with a small smile and I was about to speak when my vision spun and darkness clouded over all that I saw.
What... was that?...
All of a sudden I saw a HUD appear within the darkness, various displays showing me everything about my new body as well as it starting up. So the procedure succeeded, I was in my new body and all these displays informed me of all the on-goings with my mechanical form.
Hmm, what do I have to work with? Let's see, a triple-power core generator, the anti-gravity engine, both upper and lower extremities are fully functional, optic strip is fully functional, and... huh, there seems to be a hollow area within this body's abdominal area, she must have known about the phaser kits and left this area for me, very interesting, an additional plasma blade emitter in both arms, and that cord from earlier is now detached.
'Opening' my new optic, I looked ahead and had a rather morbidly literal out of body experience at seeing my 'dead' body just a short distance from me. "How is it?"
Turning to my right, I saw the grey colored morphed form of the... lady Eien. She must be talking about my new body and if it fits my expectations. Looking down at my new hands, they were not as sharp as my previous ones but they had a far larger surface area, clenching them, I saw my HUD pull up several displays that minimized themselves to the side, this was a lot more different than I thought when I compared my 'vision' to my original body.
"It is... more than acceptable... You have my eternal gratitude lady Eien." That is odd, I could 'feel' amusement coming from the matriarch at that statement, I wonder why.
But... That sight. That place. What was it? Looking at the nanomechanical woman's dully glowing sapphire optics, I was immediately reminded of whatever I saw. Was that place this 'private domain' she spoke of? What else does it do? Is it some kind of gestalt consciousness? What is it?
For now, I will simply store that memory for later reviewal. I gave my word I would aid the lady Eien for granting my this body in order to escape from that degrading purgatory. Looking at the deactivated canoptek wraith and my former body, I walked forwards in order to drag my previous form from the repurposed gravity engine.
"Do please wait for a while my dear lady, I need to make a few adjustments to my new residence."
After I saw all that, I now know that this Goo Mother is one to be extremely wary of.
Bringing my old body to the wraith, I looked around for a few things, ah there it is. Because my new body is not of necron make, I have to be careful with using everything lest I send it away. But, there is a trick, one I learned throughout my entire time as a cryptek when dealing with necron technology, thankfully I prepared for this just in case. Looking just behind the wraith, I walked around and picked up several parts I could cobble together into makeshift parts.
Good, just shift the digi-dynamo into place, disconnect a few arc tubes and slot in the stabilizer pins, attach the ionizer focus, and all the required circuitry. I could tell the matriarch was interested and most likely fascinated as I can feel her looking over my shoulder.
Reaching for what remained of my destroyed Creaton Lance which was the stave's haft handle, I attached the makeshift artificer focus onto the end and transmitted an activation cypher in necron crypt. If I had working lips, I would have smiled at hearing my remade Creaton Lance reactivate with a low hum.
Behind me I heard a noise come from the lady Eien in the form of an interested hum. Turning around, I saw the matriarch staring at me, I broke off contact and looked at what remained of my old body and the wraith. Turning to look at my Creaton Lance, I beheld it. It doesn't look elegant, but it will get the job done.
Returning to the two most intact bodies, I raise my lance's focus at them.
Eien POV
Once I saw him raise his new strange staff, I made sure to move back just a bit. I saw the glow and light of green lightning spark all over the tip before it let out a burst of green colored lightning with a golden core, seeing the blast hit both the degraded wraith and his old body, I thought he was going to destroy them in a form of cathartic therapy for being a reminder of him being stuck here.
But no, it was something FAR more fascinating. The bodies flowered open, piece by piece necrodermis plating, wires, and various inner gears, pieces, and other parts detached from the bodies turning into... Ok that looks very cool and very weird, all those parts detached the corroded pieces that had those runes, and the 'clean' pieces started swirling around the cryptek in a cloud of black smoke, green lightning, and the few bits and pieces of necron parts I could see.
It didn't take long and I had a feeling I knew what he was doing, when the smoke dissipated I couldn't help but do that polite clapping, you know? When you open one hand and clap with your fingers against your palm? Yeah that is what I did, because damn if I wanted to know what a necron Samuel Hayden looked like I just gotta look at Anckm'rab.
Silvery black body with glowing green power lines, cuffs, a belt, and the big shoulderguards with various necron glyphs on them. A chest piece with the symbol of the necrons, and that dark gold metallic cape behind him and 'loincloth'. Hmm, oddly enough still no egyptian-esque headdress or chin piece, oh! His staff looks a lot prettier now too.
Watching him look down at a free hand, he stretched his arms out staff in hand. "It has truly been too long since I last stretched out in so many dimensions like this. Thank you my dear lady, for giving me this body but also waiting for me to finish as well as giving me that polite applause."
Shaking my head, I simply nodded at him. "The pleasure was all mine lord Anckm'rab, although I feel just a slight bit insulted that you felt the need to 'upgrade', and in front of me no less." I couldn't help but make that quip in the end though, I was just a teensy bit peeved.
I was then surprised when he shook his helm at me. "I apologize my dear, but it had to be done so that I could access the rest of my species' technology. Surely you understand?"
"Fair enough, necron technology is built with multiple fail-safes, I can't blame you. So yes I understand." With that said, I began looking around at the rest of the room before looking back at the cryptek who tilted his head at me.
"I... don't suppose you would be adverse to me taking this stronghold for myself. No?"
"I don't think lord Aizaun would appreciate that." Dang, I mean. I could just fight for it, but Anckm'rab did say he would help me negotiate with Aizaun, so maybe I can weasel out the stronghold and the blackstone fortress from his hands.
"A shame, it will have to come up in negotiations then. I'm assuming you can phase yourself to the Talisman of Vaul now?"
"Indeed. I would presume that you have an avatar of yours already at his location?"
"Yes, I do. Would you like his location?"
"If you do not mind sharing lady Eien, by all means, tell me." The necron cryptek inclined his head while tilting his staff at my morphed form.
"Him and El'dathar are currently in the core of the Blackstone Fortress, along with one of my avatar morphs and a rather... large guest. Do care in not trying to blast it please? I have it restrained and under control."
"Very well. Then I will see you in but a moment."
Just as he said that, the cryptek disappeared in a flash of green light. Really nice necron that guy, then again if I was stuck in one place for who knows how long and someone helped me out of it. I would have been real nice to my savior too, now to see if that necron will actually hold up his part of the bargain.
Blinking once, I seamlessly transition from the necron stronghold's Eien morph to the Talisman of Vaul's Eien morph. Mentally commanding the morph to lose its Eien-shape, I ordered it to create a few morphs and frames before having it patrol the stronghold area.
Looking through my current optics, I remember I was simply soothing the amalgamate while waiting for the cryptek to come. Taking a quick gander through the eyes of the Eien-morph at the convoy, I saw that it was still rather slow so it was good, that would have them take a much longer time before they reach the talisman. Hmm, it would appear that Titus is staring at me for some reason, although he looked away after a few seconds to continue talking
Returning to the core, I patted the amalgamate, seeing all of the eyes look towards me and blink in unison once. "I will find a way to end your suffering. I promise." I whisper to the amalgamation, when it rumbled and pushed slightly against the palm of my grey hand I couldn't help but feel melancholic, knowing that if I don't find a way to fix them. Then I have to give them a painless True End.
Turning around, I spotted the flash of green before Anckm'rab phased in, he looked around before spotting me, he inclined his helm at me before looking even more to spot the necron lord Aizaun, he bowed his head and I could definitely see that the necron lord 'looked' confused at the cryptek, no doubt he knew what the guy looked like before. But right now he looked similar but very different from what he appeared as originally.
Walking over to the cryptek, I saw the necron lord Aizaun enshrouded himself in darkness before he appeared right before the cryptek. It would seem he wanted to test him by speaking to the fellow necron first before I reached there, turning to the side I saw the Knight of Vaul El'dathar was not moving closer, I waved at him. He noticed, and I waved my hand motioning for him to get over here, at first he was very hesitant but he began walking closer.
Hmm, are those runes of his glowing brighter? He must have recharged them then considering that throughout the fight I was watching, those runes were brighter at the start and were much lower in brightness after the fight and amalgamation showdown.
Anyway, upon reaching the two necrons, I saw Aizaun tilt his head seeing me and Anckm'rab turn around to bow his head at myself. "Hello again to you lady Eien."
Just as I was about to speak my greetings back, another voice with a slight accent came from Aizaun. "So this is Eien, the one behind all those complex nanomachine forms."
I could not help but blink when I heard him speak, Anckm'rab must have given him the ability to speak low gothic, regardless I did a slight curtsey and inclined my head with a small smile on my face, schooling my features into my 'amused look that knows more than I let on face' as I spoke. "Since one of the two can understand me now, I extend my greetings to the both of you Lord Aizaun and Sir El'dathar, I do hope you can translate for the poor Aeldari over there. My name is Eien, the Mother or the Matriarch of the Grey Goo."
Nailed it!
Thankfully, Anckm'rab is actually helpful instead of making me regret accepting his aid by translating what I said to him. I could tell that El'dathar was actually listening as he tilted his helmet covered head minutely at the cryptek before looking at me, he then clapped his hands together before performing some kind of salute, was this some kind of ritualistic greeting? He said something, and Anckm'rab ever the gentleman translated.
"He greeted himself in turn, saying he is El'dathar the First Link of the First Chain of Exalt'dorei." Exalt'dorei? Oh wait, back in the War in Heaven this world must have been called different. Huh, so Exalus is Exalt'dorei, I like the 'original' name better cause it sounds cool.
"In return I extend my own greetings, I am Lord Aizaun, the Wrathlord, and a Nemesor of the Merphiston Dynasty." Wait hold, Nemesor? That's not the highest rank of a necron in a dynasty, this guy goes emperor Palpatine unlimited power lightning everywhere and says he isn't even the final boss of his dynasty?! Of course I did not react at all to that, but I did incline my head in a small respectful bow to the both of them.
"It is my pleasure and honor to meet the both of you. Now, before anything I would like to ask... do you two know exactly how much time has passed since your... extended inactivity?"
When I saw Anckm'rab translate to El'dathar, I could see that only the nemesor and the knight were confused, huh, the cryptek shared information on low gothic to the nemesor but did not say anything else? At first, I thought he was hiding the information, then I had the realization that Anckm'rab wanted 'confirmation'... or that he only grabbed the language of low gothic from the Imperial cogitators and just spent his time awake simply decrypting the language... in which case that bitch probably has translations already of Necron Crypt and Aeldari Tongue to Imperial Low Gothic, I've been potentially had!
Anyway, I can gripe about the possibility of being bamboozled in the language department. But for now, I need to know if the necron and aeldari know about everything that happened after the War in Heaven. Speaking of those two, even as a mechanical being I can FEEL the restrained hostility the two seem to have for each other, their shared interest in me is probably what is preventing them from breaking out into fighting each other again and I don't know how to feel about that line of thought.
So with the help of Anckm'rab translating for El'dathar, cause well Aizaun seems to particularly wish death upon the aeldari's very existence for some reason so I highly doubt he will translate for the guy. I began telling them a somewhat summarized version of everything that happened, to be honest it took somehow less than an hour or two.
"So let me get this straight, we have awakened in what is basically a galaxy-wide free for all and there are at least three different enemies that are in the running for ruining this galaxy all-together?" Aizaun waved his hand and pressed his fingers together before pointing at me, I could only nod at his inquiry.
"Yep, that being the abhorrent Forces of Chaos, the degraded Orks who you used to remember as the Krorks, and the hungry hive fleets of the Tyranids. Your Silent King is currently trying to reawaken all the other necron dynasties in order to combat said bugs I think. Uhm, hey there El'dathar are you ok?"
When the cryptek translated my words to the Aeldari knight, I could see him go from his slump to immediately standing and speaking fast gibberish (to my ears) while waving his hands about, even without his helmet off I could tell he is NOT ok. The necron lord snorted as he spoke gibberish and I'm beginning to think that is Aeldari Tongue and I really want to know what the hell he is saying without needing a translating medium.
Looking at the cryptek, I let out a soft sigh and ask. "Lord Anckm'rab?"
"Yes?"
"Do you already have a dictionary filled with Aeldari Tongue to Imperial Low Gothic in that memory of yours?"
"Oh yes, I do."
"May I please have it so that all of us can understand each other?"
"I'm enjoying being a temporary translator."
"You are enjoying it far too much cryptek." The necron lord piped up, after he was finished apparently mocking the Knight of Vaul in the same tongue.
"I mean, I have been left to rot quite literally, I was awake for a rather uncomfortable amount of time."
"Yes, but I'd like it so that we don't waste more time even if it is just a little. So please?"
I watch as the cryptek seemed to dramatically sigh, Aizaun almost seemed to agree with me if that minute shake of his head was any indicator.
"Very well my dear lady, transmitting the digi-package now." So he did, and I accepted it. Quickly looking it over with the full might of the network just in case there is any hidden necron virus, I determined it was safe and immediately began cross-referencing while slowing my perception of time. Hmm? Both necrons jerked their head at me for a brief moment as if they saw something, hmm, weird.
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"Not to mention the fact that the Divine Mother is the only one of my people's pantheon left and she is in the disgusting hands of this PLAGUE god?!" Ok yep, he is very definitely not taking this very well.
"Calm yourself, you can rage about your descendants and how pathetic they are later. Especially since the matriarch in front of us is now able to understand this language." Aizaun said in Aeldari Tongue to the Aeldari knight, said Knight of Vaul snapped his head towards me before he coughed into a fist.
"My apologies for having you witness my actions, it was unsightly of me."
"I can't really blame you sir El'dathar, frankly I was wondering if your reaction would be worse than this."
At my words, the knight took a deep breath and sighed. "A Knight of Vaul is to remain calm at all times, our emotion is to be put into our work and our craft. But this... this would have made even the grandsmiths of Aetheria, Iydris, and Eldorado throw a fit."
Looking at the two other necrons, I could tell that despite Aizaun was amused at what his species' enemies had done, he was currently thinking and if the slight tilt of his head and Anckm'rab's head were any indicator, then they were also communicating with one another in their heads. Turning back to the War in Heaven Aeldari, I saw him looking at the amalgamation with trepidation.
"What will happen if we shatter that soul beast and scatter it into the sea of souls?"
"I'm sorry, but they will be simply devoured by the Whore and its daemons. No one should have to suffer through that, which is why I'm containing them until I find a way to untangle them and protect them from the dark prince."
"I... thank you, Matriarch. You have done my people a great service." Oh no, I can actually feel him having hope. Please don't, it is going to just make the alternative a lot more difficult for me should I need to do it.
"But what if the matriarch cannot save them?" Damn it, turning my head I see it was the necron lord who said it, and seeing El'dathar round on the necron I can tell he did not like what he said.
"What? We both know that not everyone can be saved, what if the lady Eien cannot untangle your people's souls? What if they cannot be saved from their 'inevitable' hell? What then?" Seeing the two necrons and one aeldari knight turn their heads towards me, I could not help but close my eyes with a pensive frown on my Eien-shape's face.
"Then I will give them a True End to their suffering." I could tell that my words confused the three of them, but El'dathar's stance changed as he took a step back, realizing just what I was saying. He must have figured out now why the greater daemon was so afraid of me.
"That... you cannot be serious?"
"It is either that or they stay like that, or they get sent to suffer under Slaanesh." I gave a sad reply to the Aeldari, he looked down at his hands and clenched them into fists.
"What exactly are you talking about my dear lady? What do you mean by True End?"
"It means she is going to send their souls to oblivion, as in complete existential erasure. There would be nothing to recover and send to the empyrean, as it would be completely obliterated."
I could tell that the two necrons were taken aback by that revelation and both turned to look at me, I nodded and said that I was more than capable of doing that.
Both Aizaun and Anckm'rab looked at each other, most likely to have another mental conversation. I turned to look back at the amalgamation contained by the large protean goo mother, the numerous eyes looking at my form, I knew from my 360 vision that their eye have not left my form even once. That's right, I had to find a way to save them or I had to bite the bullet and give them a True End. So for now, I will simply keep them contained and guarded.
Turning back around I see the knight, the lord, and the cryptek were looking at me. "All I can do right now is contain them, I have to run some tests before I can attempt anything."
"Then that is all that I can ask for."
"Quite, now lady Eien. Anckm'rab here has been telling me that you wish to negotiate about several things."
"Well, yes. Mainly about your abandoned stronghold and this Talisman, uhh no offence El'dathar." I had to apologize to the knight of Vaul, as he is still technically the owner of the vessel via process of elimination.
"I... none taken. I suppose it is simply logical to conclude that I alone would not be able to drive out the necron lord from this sacred vessel."
"Indeed, and I am more than willing to entertain the idea of including it in our negotiations if you explain one thing..." When Aizaun said that, I don't think I will like where he is going with that sentence.
"The cryptek here revealed to me how you brought him into his new body, when you did. He... 'saw' a few things, and together we saw something just a few short minutes ago." Ah crud, he must have seen the Yggdrasil Network. Which means that earlier when I used the network's full might on scanning the digital package of the language, the both of them must have seen it for a brief period too.
Looking at the aeldari knight, I could see he was a little confused at where the necron lord was going with that line of thought. Although he did look weirdly at me when Aizaun revealed that I had given the cryptek his current body.
"What was it exactly that we saw?"
My blue optics slowly roved over all three of them, mentally sighing as I thought to myself if it would be a good idea to explain it through words, or 'jack' them all in and show them like I did Ronus a long while ago.
How am I going to get away with this?
El'dathar's mid translated rant: "You take amusement at my expense Aizaun, but this is all different kinds of horrible! I've just been told that the Aethyr Gods have been quite literally DEVOURED by something my descendants have created!"
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