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A Mother Goo in a Grimdark World (Grey Goo SI X Warhammer 40k)

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Even if the imperium declares eien an enemy, she possibility just secured herself an alliance with at least one necron dynasty, and war in heaven level alderai.

I think she'll be more or less safe
 
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An uncorrupted Sea of Souls and a way to escape She Who Thirst's curse.

I wonder if the Imperials will ever get the idea of trusting on Eien and have her give the Emperor back his body. Collecting enough shards to make it work properly would probably be the second hardest part with actually gaining the Imperial's trust to be the first. She may have to find and convince a Primach though and that means Titus may have to make a leap of faith and let her get near Guilliman.
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I dont think big E can be a candidate for this... First thing... He is fractured... And finding and connecting all the parts of his soul... Is imposible for an infinite amount of reasons. First of them - touching Emperors soul.
And second - Big E would just consume or dominate her. Automaticaly. He is the top psyker, worshiped as god by humanity. And considered Omnisiah avatar by tech priests. And Omnisiah is a god of machines... And Eien is a machine...
So big E is all sorts of biohazardous to her
 
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Sidestory - KR-ORKY Memory: Krork Titanobeast Kaiju
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    • The return of leh brain fart.

    Behold the War in Heaven version of Squiggosaurus Rex! :3


    Deep within the abyss that is the Ork's Waaagh Field, sat the dormant memories long locked behind ancient genealogical locks placed upon by the Old Ones. These memories were no longer accessible due to the meddling of the Aeldari, former 'allies' of the Krorks.

    Technically the memories are still accessible if not buried deep within, it is simply due to the fact that the modern orks of the 41st millennium were genetically altered to be 'impatient' by the Aeldari Empire in order to prevent the Krork from overtaking the galaxy.

    However the alteration while effective, it was not able to erase the work of their creators the Old Ones. The genetically hardwired instinctive technological understanding of the krork-now-ork 'oddboyz' still allowed some snippets to slip through into oddly patient enough orks, and it is because of these oddboyz which consist of the mekboyz, painboyz(mad doks), weirdboyz and a few other types that the ork are capable of maintaining themselves as well as 'improving' themselves to the point that they are still a major threat but not a nigh unstoppable one like the ancient Krorks. Whose mighty warriors and warmachines would make the orks of today seem like children when compared directly.

    An ork unit once used en-masse during the War in Heaven by the Krorks is the ancestral version of the Squiggosaurus Rex. The Titanobeast Kaiju, or optionally named the Fortress Dragon by the Aeldari.

    The galaxy once knew the power the titanobeasts possessed, and on Exalus the echoes of its destructive prowess was apparent in its ork descendant the squiggosaurus rex, smaller in size and stockier in build, the squiggosaurus was still a powerful force to be reckoned with on the modern battlefield of the 41st millenium.

    However during the War in Heaven, its ancestor the Titanobeast Kaiju was far more devastating. Like its descendant, the creation of a Titanobeast is done through growth, essentially growing oneself a titan-sized monstrosity to arm and send into combat. These beasts were at the forefront of every major engagement, and the aeldari's term for it the fortress dragon was not simply a comment on how hard it was to destroy, Titanobeasts are capable of carrying and fielding armies along with them.

    Where the squiggosaurus rex was stocky and short legged, the titanobeast kaiju was a lot more 'evenly distributed', longer arms and legs, longer tail, and a thick muscly body where the krorks stuffed as many guns as they possibly could without compromising its range of movement. Along with the vast array of weapons it has, its arrangement of them is concerned with one thing in particular.

    Giving the middle finger to anything moving in front of it.

    Not counting the buster cannon and its hyperbeam focuser, it has two triple barrel cannons better suited on a voidship on its shoulders, and multiple other lower caliber cannons facing forwards to give anything walking in front of it a chance to have a heart attack instead of dying to its multiple guns.

    Armed to the teeth quite literally, it has multiple point defense turrets and other smaller caliber cannons on its back and tail to ensure that it has coverage on all other sides aside from the front.

    The titanobeast kaiju can be used in a variety of roles, as a transport of large armies or resources, sieging beasts, defensive emplacements, a mainstay frontliner, and a target killer. They saw a lot of use in the War in Heaven, even in limited base construction, its arms are not simply for steadying itself and its hind legs are not that weak either. For a brief moment it could support its weight on its hind legs while the forearms were used to swipe or pummel a target.

    The titanobeast kaiju was a specially designed organism by the Old Ones for the Krorks to use, it would become the distant ancestor to the much later Squiggoths, the closer Orkeosaurus, and a direct ancestor to the Squiggosaurus Rex. Their breath without the focuser array was like that of a high powered flamethrower capable of shooting a spray of flame at massive distances, with the array however that flamethrower is focused into that of a devastating concentrated beam of fire capable of melting even the necrons liquid metal and blackstone.

    Comparing the size of the titanobeast and its descendant, a squiggosaurus rex ranges from 54 to 60 meters tall without the fortress on its back, while a titanobeast without the fortress is easily dwarfing their size ranging 80 meters and above with some legendary and decorated specimens reaching well over 100 meters in height.

    Among the numerous krork hordes, the titanobeasts assigned to them come in a variety of numbers, but killer squads alone can usually field 1000 to over 5000 of these creatures depending on the size of the killer squad. Larger krork attack forces naturally field an even larger number of these and in one battle it is not uncommon to find maybe 50 to 100 titanobeasts in a single engagement spreadout across the battleline.

    Their size, bulk, and firepower allowed them to contend with one of the necrons more dangerous constructs and is considered to be the number one reason why the titanobeast kaiju was created.

    The Necron Colossus, a very rare sight on the battlefield but the presence of even a single one causes near widespread panic just as much as a C'tan does, the Colossus is for lack of a better term, a discount C'tan, it is a giant amplifier that a team of two crypteks or more pilot to cause untolds amount of havoc across the battlefield.

    They were an attempt by the necrons to have crypteks be able to cause as much damage as the C'tans themselves. However their potency leaves much to be desired and the construct while extremely durable was not outright invulnerable to most forms of damage like the C'tan.

    This leaves the colossus susceptible to the titanobeast's Buster Cannon, and mass fire from multiple kaiju are usually enough to bring one down before they could mount up a defense. Which is why multiple titanobeasts can be found on one battlefield.

    Of course the titanobeasts can still be effective even outside colossus hunting, while not as useful against the C'tan themselves, their vast assortment of weaponry allows them to be able to aid the other krorks, their allies, and their masters the Old Ones to pierce through defensive formations with ease.

    Titanobeast Kaiju, a fearsome creature and an even fearsome monster especially bred for war, on the constantly contested worlds, on worlds of strategic importance, and pretty much any world sunk into total war with the necrons had at least a few hundred of these titanobeasts.

    Forged from the biolabs of the Old Ones, the Titanobeast Kaiju is a creature unlike any other. Its size combined with its bulk, build, and natural weapons, and combined with all of that krork technology makes it a fearsome and deadly opponent on any battlefield.

    Note: Trazyn has actually managed to salvage the two buster cannons of one titanobeast specimen that has grown large enough to be outfitted with two buster cannons. Along with the creature's head, the necrons called it the 'twin-horned devil', and Trazyn had arranged the two weapons to make it look as if the buster cannons are the decapitated head's horns.

    A brutally powerful weapon at the hands of a just as brutally powerful race.


    "Its enoooorrrmouzzz mate! Its dah ferrooociouzzz mate!!! Dah mysteriiiz be da big mysteriiz, da ti-titano argh zog it dah squiggosaurus rex, plans upon plaaaans yes yes... Da big beasties will do da terrorizin of da battlefield and krump plenty on their own!!! Heeeeeeeeehahahahahaha!!!" Skarsnik cackled from his place in the flesh laboratories, watching over the squiggoths being grown into squiggosaurus rexes with glee in his cold black eyes.
     
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    • I just flipped a coin irl for a certain thing for this story and you'll see a coincident in the next chapter. :3

    PS: The next chapter will be le finale of the Blackstone Fortress, hope you'll like it when me done. :3
     
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    Chapter 28: Blackstone Finale
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    After the whole thing with El'dathar over at the core, I decided to focus some attention over to the imperial convoy. Sooner or later they will know of the bad news. Entering the Eien-body within the imperial convoy, I look around to find Titus who doesn't seem to be worse for wear talking with Thrax and the others, namely the members of White Squad and the inquisitorial party.

    Using my 360 vision, as well as looking through the eyes of the other morphs and frames within the convoy, I saw there are a quite a number of guard regulars and power armored guardsmen praying openly, and a few actually had took off their helmets, hmm. Is this how the imperium respects their dead? Surprising considering the existence of that disgusting corpse starch. Deciding not to think about that, I continue looking around the convoy finding nothing interesting before I noticed Titus was looking at me again.

    "Do you need something captain?" I ask without looking his way.

    "You did something." This time I actually turned to face him, my softly glowing sapphire optics zeroing on his own, the ultramarine held his gaze as he looked at me.

    "I felt something in the distance. The feeling was similar to what I felt back on Graia, it felt like a warp gate opening."

    Oh that is very interesting, Captain Titus could sense warp energy? Did he get that ability from Forge World Graia? Would that make sense? Can someone get some kind of innate sense of warp energy after being exposed to it and resisting it for as close as Titus had?

    It would appear his statement made the inquisitor curious as he looked at Titus with a raised eyebrow. "Are you certain ultramarine?"

    "Yes." Yep, he is dead serious, that is a rather interesting ability. Checking the convoy's location on the map we aren't that far off from the blackstone fortress either, is that ability affected by how far it is as well? Hmm, something to think on later, but for now I guess this can be a good start of the explanation.

    "Indeed, I have done something as you say. Let's just say I have... been busy with my forward elements within the talisman." I could tell my words slightly worried the imperials, more so Thrax because I think he is starting to get really frustrated at my 'random' actions.

    "Lady Eien. What do you mean by that exactly?" Case in point the inquisitor asked with a wary expression on his face.

    "The greater daemon escaped, although not without some scars." My words confused them a slight bit.

    "I don't know how to tell you this lady Eien, but daemons will simply return to the warp and regenerate." Hmm, it was the sororitas Judith who said that. Time to give them something to think about.

    "Not when they face me."

    "What does that mea-" Before the sororitas could even finish her question, inquisitor Thrax interrupted rather quickly.

    "It has to do with when that other keeper of secrets called you 'dangerous', isn't it?" Turning my Eien-body to the inquisitor, my sapphire eyes glowed a little brighter as I nodded.

    "Indeed. After the keeper of secrets collided with my forces, it had sacrificed the aeldari souls it kept in immaterial stasis for what would have been a permanent power up for itself in an attempt to slow me down and let it escape. Of course, I had my children chase it down, but it seems that even after scarring the creature it still managed to escape by opening a warp gate. That is twice now a greater daemon has escaped from me, and I'm frankly more than a little annoyed at that." As I said that, the imperials began whispering with each other, with the exception of a few.

    "That was just the daemon. What of the necrons and that one eldar?" Looking for who said that, I noticed it was Oleg. I guess it is time to face the music huh?

    "I have dealt with them accordingly."

    At first it sounded like that I dealt with them violently, but it appears that Thrax, Titus, and the inquisitorial party thought otherwise considering what little they 'knew' of me, I should probably also sell to them the rest of my 'origins' too. Although I kind of don't want to see those things again anytime soon, they give me a little bit of a creep.

    "What exactly do you mean by that lady Eien?" The ogryn Oleg inquired with a bit of an apprehensive look on his face, one that is mirrored to varying degrees by Thrax, Titus and their respective team members. Within my private domain I could not help but let out a sight before neutrally looking at them.

    "We have reached an agreement."

    Silence followed the end of my statement, at first I thought they didn't hear me, but then the sister of battle Judith aimed her bolter at 'me', her action was followed by a few of the convoy's officer staff, surprisingly not including the Castle Crasher captain, although she was holding the lasgun of her lieutenant down. I can't really say I did not expect this, no matter how 'accommodating' they are of me currently, they are still imperials.

    "Stand down, all of you!" The inquisitor's voice cut through the tense air, his order being followed by a few of the imperial commanders, and a few more of them were torn between shooting 'me' right now or following the inquisitor's order. Judith however did not show any sign of actually holstering her weapon.

    "I knew we could not trust you!"

    "Sister, lower your weapon." Oh the big blue man himself comes to my 'rescue', hmm do you think he would make a good stereotypical knight or a 'bad' one?

    "You cannot be serious lord Titus?!" The sororitas' voice peaked in indignation.

    "I am simply saying, let the lady Eien explain herself before you do something you will regret." Really smart of him, and- oh! The sister of battle is actually lowering her weapon, although she still had it out but I guess this shows how good she is at restraining herself. Considering the usual temperament of her zealous breth... actually what is the female version of brethren? Sisteren? Anyway I am straying, the imperials are impatiently waiting for me.

    Inclining my head towards the ultramarine, I began speaking. "Do you all remember the wraith I found a while ago? The single canoptek wraith I revealed long before our more recent engagement with the necrons?"

    Seeing everyone slowly nod, I explained. "You remember after you lot fired at the thing, it did not 'die', it actually escaped. One thing I noticed that it was broadcasting a signal rather irritatingly at me, how irritating is because it was crude and designed to be 'loud' so I can't ignore it that I am surprised the magos over there did not hear it at all."

    "Uhh. You do realize what is crude for the necrons might still be far more advanced than what the imperium has right?" Surprisingly it was Rico who said that, and I can see the magos looking like she is swallowing a bitter pill, and Oleg placed a hand on her shoulder gently patting her. I say hand, more like a pinky, Oleg could wrap his hand around Aronna's waist with one hand.

    Though I had to give it to the guardsman, I nodded with an incline of my head. "Fair enough, it might be a private transmission for me then. Which is all the more annoying because it did not need to be that loud. Anyway, when I came close to it, the necron controlling it spoke through the wraith's built in speaker or vocoder if we go by your terms."

    "The necron wanted to speak to me, I figured I'd at least listen to what he wanted given he went out of his way to do the digital version of throwing message rocks at me. Turns out he wanted to negotiate, he had a little problem only I could help with, and in return for me helping him. He would be getting the necrons down here to back off into neutrality, that was long after our little engagement with the vehicles." I could tell they were getting increasingly disbelieving of me.

    "Why didn't you just destroy the necron?!" Hmm, surprising that it was the Magos who said that. I would have thought that she would say I should have disabled him and brought the body to the imperials for study.

    "Because I am a firm believer of not shooting someone 'under the flag of parlay', unless they either firmly deserve such disrespect or are going to attempt to pull a fast one." My words caused the imperial officers to grumble disappointedly and slightly angry, what do they expect of me?! Some sort of bloodthirsty machine monster that takes pleasure in blasting apart my enemies into giblets and gore?!

    ...

    I mean fair, BUT that is towards Chaos, the Orks, and Dark Eldar! Those guys deserve all the dakka straight to the face. Continuing where I last left off. "Anyway, I made contact with the necron lord and the aeldari within the blackstone fortress. This was after I decided to interrupt the three way fight in order to take out the greater daemon, it was getting ready to power itself up using the souls of 6,666,666 Aeldari Souls, War in Heaven souls at that."

    "That's a lot of souls." Titus bluntly said, much to my slight amusement.

    "Yes. It is, and when I ambushed the Keeper of Secrets, it had to choose to risk a fight against me or sacrifice the power up and run away. As you no doubt felt Titus, it chose the latter option, not before using those souls as a distraction." My words made the sister of battle, the hospitaller, the inquisitor, and the ultramarine look at me with slight apprehension.

    "Define... 'Distraction'." Maria asked with a somewhat disturbed look on her face.

    Instead of saying it, I sprouted a stalk on my Eien-body's shoulder and it created a holographic screen that then played a high resolution video of the aeldari soul soup coalescing together into a horrid amalgamation. Inspecting the reactions of the imperials, I was not disappointed.

    A few of the lower officers turned about and vomited, ah damn that why all over one of my morphs? Thankfully they can simple disassemble the barf. Most looked disgusted and more than a little disturbed, Thrax, Titus, and surprisingly their respective teams including the sororitas looked at the amalgamation with pity in their eyes. I never thought they would feel pity for the xeno, and it appears my surprise was evident in my optics as Titus explained.

    "No one should ever be left at the hands of the ruinous powers, for they show no mercy, restraint, or anything similar remotely similar to tiredness. Not even the xeno deserve to be subject to their horrors." Huh, surprising. I would have thought that being xenos and not humans, they would take some form of demented pleasure at seeing the xeno suffer like that. I guess I'm expecting much worse than I should.

    "Fair enough. So as you will see, through working together with the necron and aeldari, the amalgamation is subdued." I can tell that action confused them more.

    "Why subdue? They are already lost." Inquisitor Thrax said as if it was second nature, considering how fatal possessions and how dangerous the warp is to lost souls, then I guess that is fair-ish. But still.

    "I have to at least try to save them from eternal damnation and suffering."

    Surprisingly, the hospitaller Maria nodded. "An admirable line of thinking lady Eien, but there are times where one has to realize that no matter what one does, they cannot save them, and must instead show them 'mercy'. This is a lesson the sisters of the Orders Hospitaller had to learn the hard way."

    Dang that sounds really depressing... but that is understandable really. I don't like it, but that is understandable since in a galaxy like this, there is no shortage of war, death, and destruction. So there will be plenty of times, where no matter what one does they will not be able to save someone who's wounds are too great.

    However, even if it will possibly lead me to mercifully sending the amalgamation to oblivion. I have to try and save them. "I know... but I have to try."

    "I can respect that." I like her, the hospitaller is a decent gal. Unlike her more zealous cousin. Then again I shouldn't probably judge a book by it's cover, but then again, in the age of 40k their appearance is somewhat coinciding with their personality or at least compliments their appearance.

    "What can you even do if you can't save them? Send them to the ruinous powers? Cause that is pretty much the only thing one can do when faced with them, there is no nearby craftworld aeldari to take them, I doubt they even have that many of their spirit stones to spare, and we are currently locked in the system due to the big ass warpstorm surrounding us on all sides."

    Fair enough Oleg, you and the rest of you are only familiar with the knowledge that there isn't a lot one could do to save souls in the warp. Well, unless they subscribe to worshipping the Emps but the overzealous idiots would probably simply say to the xenos to kill themselves 'in the name of the god emperor' or some other tripe like that.

    "If I can't save them, then I will show them a more comfortable mercy." Being intentionally vague is kind of fun, no wonder the bloody farseers or anyone who can see the future like to do it. That or they can't really give out the information without rendering what they saw a moot point, which is kind of dumb but I'm not a future seeker.

    "Anyway, moving on to the rest of my explanation. After subduing the amalgamate, I was focused on negotiating with the necron and the aeldari while my children hunted the Keeper of Secrets down. Which one would you like me to focus on first?"

    "The greater daemon." Ah fair enough inquisitor, as that is pretty much the number one reason why you guys set out to go down here in the first place.

    "Very well, as for your question Oleg. Well, this is how I will show the souls mercy." With that, the stalk began playing three different views, my expression was neutral and my optics were now glowing a dark blue sapphire as the imperials watch from my children's eyes the Khalkotauroi a rather disturbing sight at least to them considering what they know of daemons.

    "Is it... running in fear?..." "Daemons don't fear." "Then what do you call that?!" "It's a trick, it has to be. The daemon is lying, it's acting I'm sure of it."

    A good theory, but one of the viewpoints showed the 'camera' lunging at one of the corporeal illusion. The greater daemon was begging, clawing at the ground, while a blue light shone around the 'camera view', and black tentacles stabbed into the daemon's legs, around the video just barely out of view there were eight black spines flowering outwards, and every imperial watching was treated to the sight of the daemon breaking down into warp energy that flowed 'into' the camera view for lack of a better term. The sight was repeated on the two other viewpoints.

    "That... doesn't look good." Titus muttered while torn between looking at the viewpoints and looking at 'me', I tilted my head and he simply stared. Thankfully, the viewpoints despite their remarkable clearness, could not 'see' the other khalkotauroi, as I'd rather they not be revealed JUST yet.

    "Indeed ultramarine, whatever the lady Eien is doing to them that is causing a daemon to flee in abject terror, it must surely be truly horrific." Ok that kinda hurts my feelings a bit, but considering what I was doing to the daemon, can most likely be replicated to anyone with a soul then I guess that is fair.

    When the viewpoint ended, it was with seeing the Keeper of Secrets with lots of 'flesh' ripped and torn from it, a lower left arm and a right leg completely missing from the greater daemon as it fell into the shaky warp portal. Just right before numerous wyvern frames crashed into its location with legs outstretched.

    "That warp portal did not look stable." Surprisingly it was Rico who said that, I'm interested in how he knows psychic abilities, ah, then again it must be a White Squad thing considering how many times they got paired up against eldar.

    "Yeah, its structure was not solid, it would have collapsed had the daemon not immediately jumped in a second later. Must have been hastily built, understandable considering it was apparently running away." Followed by Judith, her free hand now on her chin inspecting the clip of the warp portal I put on repeat, thankfully her bolter was now pointed at the ground.

    "What does that mean exactly sister?" Titus asked.

    The hospitaller finished their line of thinking. "It means that the daemon will exit at some point, a shaky unstable portal cannot reliably predict where it is going to end up. The portal will open in some random location due to the wyld everchanging nature of the immaterium, and from what we experienced it is like some kind of weird random chance of opening in inconvenient places."

    Sounds like an absolute nightmare, I was about to speak my piece when something happened nearby. Near enough that everyone's attention shifted over to it, but far enough that it wouldn't affect us. Turning to look at the sound, we found a shaky warp portal. Is that? No way, it can't be?

    The portal was nearly identical to the one I was showing on my camera views, and lo and behold, a certain greater daemon flew out of the portal facing away from the stopped convoy still scarred and missing several limbs. We heard a voice faintly coming from the daemon. "I'm finally out, now to quickly make another portal, I can't stay here. Those THINGS might find me, and I need to warn my prince."

    Hmm, it is speaking low gothic I think. Oh I can't help it, I look at the other imperials and they were looking like as if they can't believe what they are seeing. To be fair, it is understandable, I mean how many can say the daemon they were hunting would conveniently place itself right in front of their weapons range.

    Without saying anything else, I create a siphon within my Eien body and created a more widespread 'faint' field, one that brought chills to the Imperials and caused the greater daemon to freeze in place. We watch as she slowly turned around, and looking through my 360 vision I could see the imperials were looking at me warily while also keeping the daemon within eyesight. When the greater daemon faced us and looked my way, we saw it recoil backwards. "N-no..."

    Inner showman speaking, my optics glowed and my body started growing larger, goo 'melting' my form as I got ready for battle. "How surprising. To drop yourself before me. You may have escaped my children, but you will not escape me."

    My words caused the greater daemon to look panicked as she looked everywhere for an escape avenue, shaking himself out of his stupor Inquisitor Thrax looked at everyone. "Well?! What are you waiting for?! Fire at will! That is our target!"

    Just as he said that, I took off, I am not letting this thing escape. To do that I will deal with her. PERSONALLY. Leaping from the command table, I soared towards the one legged daemon, the Keeper of Secrets coursed warp energy into its being, allowing it to fly. Of course, the wingless daemon can bloody fly. Lasgun fire, bolter rounds, stubber bullets, and numerous tank ordnance were sent at the greater daemon.

    "Stay away from me!" The daemon shrieked at me with an unhinged look in its eyes, hell no, I'm either killing you for good or crippling you even more if I can't.

    I say nothing as I quickly fed mass to my legs and 'spring-jumped' towards the keeper, my inner siphon arrays creating a stronger field now that the body was not near the imperials. The daemon flew out of the way while dancing erratically around as many weapons fire as it could, my children came around and also added to the weapons fire. The keeper was woefully(not really) outnumbered, and so it did the one thing that is now steadily annoying me.

    Its running away again!

    "You are not escaping this time!" I called out loudly as I my lower half became something like a 'wave' and I began to give chase. I heard behind me that Thrax ordered everyone to haul ass and we chase down the daemon, I made sure to broadcast 'my' signal to the imperials so that they will know where I am at. The greater daemon was periodically throwing warp blasts at me, but since I have my multiple siphon arrays in this one body at the moment they did quite literally jack shit.

    While chasing the greater daemon, I sprout several stalks with various weapons, crackling railguns, hammer cannons, plasma repeaters, waveforce cannons, and even a flamethrower. While keeping an eye on my surroundings, my weapons target the daemon and open fire, numerous plasma, bolter slugs, waveforce beams soared through the air and the greater daemon somehow managed to dodge most of them, the bolter rounds actually hit and did not do not as much damage annoyingly.

    Blinking, for a moment I saw something else. Something more orange, but when I blinked it was gone, shaking my head I chased the daemon while hearing the sounds of the imperial forces behind me. Upon hearing that, I 'slid' up the wall and onto the ceiling of the cavern pathway allowing the imperials behind me to see the daemon and give them clearer shots.

    It would be accurate to say the keeper of secrets is experiencing a little bullet hell, I saw the greater daemon turn around for a moment to look for me while dodging weapons fire, when it turned to look up at me the daemon did something I did not expect.

    The keeper stopped running away and flew straight under me and towards the imperial convoy, I was so surprised by that action I did not have time to drop down to catch the daemon. I dropped down yes, but I just barely missed the greater daemon. "Heads up the daemon's coming your way!"

    "We can see that!" Heh, cheeky Thrax. Ever so cheeky.

    Turning around all the ordnance from the imperial convoy impacted my goo form. "Don't worry about shooting at my direction, just shoot at that daemon before it gets to you."

    "You all heard the lady! Give that daemon everything you've got!" Weapons fire from the imperials doubled while my children were still somewhat hesitant to fire at me, I gave them the ok but that was not fast enough. Just as my children accepted my order, the daemon reached the imperials and is now bobbing and weaving through the convoy, how can a greater daemon with a missing fucking leg be so slippery?!

    Switching to one of the mother goo in the convoy I changed it into an Eien-body and saw the greater daemon appear before a guardsman and utterly waste the guy, seeing his soul however I now see why the damn thing is amongst the convoy. "Try not to be alone! The daemon is trying to take your souls!"

    After I gave my warning, my Eien-body charged at the keeper of secrets swinging a 'sharp tendril' of goo intending to impale the daemon, but it instead bent itself in an impossible manner before it flew away ducking and weaving through the imperials, taking out guard regulars and even a few power armored guardsmen. Weapons fire were hitting it more and more now as the daemon became a lot more reckless.

    "Hope this works." We heard the daemon say as it raised a hand to her/its mouth and chowed down on the screaming imperial souls while dodging the intense amount of weapons fire.

    I find it kind of annoying that this greater daemon is twisting and turning itself to dodge nearly everything a whole army is throwing at it. What the hell is this little shit doing that is giving it this sort of... oh duh, the warp energy outside of the blackstone fortress is more chaotic and wild most likely, compared to the empyreal energy 'purified' by the talisman inside the talisman, the energy rushing through the daemon is most likely giving it a second wind. Bullshit I say, you know what? I have bullshit of my ow- hmm?

    Blinking I saw more orange but the cracked grey limbs were still there, and when I blinked again I saw the keeper.

    The greater daemon devoured those imperial souls and I can't help but be more than a little pissed, when the greater daemon regenerated its missing limbs and flesh I grew even more pissed, however when those limbs looked different, my curiosity grew. They looked very... off. The greater daemon's new lower arm and right leg were almost dead grey with multiple cracks, warp energy shining through said cracks.

    In fact it was so out of place, the imperials stopped shooting at it in favor of staring at something that has never been stated in their records about daemons before. My curiosity also 'signaled' to my children to not continue firing, and the keeper of secrets took one look at its new limbs and screamed.

    Not a psychic scream, but a genuine terror filled scream, one that took even the stoic Thrax and Titus by surprise as they looked at the dead grey limbs of the daemon. We saw her/it turn towards us, oh wait no it's looking at me. "What are you?! You monster! What have you done to me?!?!"

    "I intended to simply end you. But instead you had my children cripple you. Surrender and meet oblivion." As I said this, my optics glowed like blue stars, numerous siphons morphs around me were beginning to prepare to jump.

    "Never!" The daemon screamed as it used the 'dead' limb to fire off a warp blast, and just as a siphon absorbed it, right before we attacked, the daemon screamed again this time in pain. The arm she/it used to fire the warp blast cracked and crumbled to dust. Oh my, that is very. Very. Interesting.

    Taking advantage, I had the siphons launch themselves with the help of other nearby morphs and frames. The siphons flew through the air towards the daemon and around the neverborn. Seeing the danger, the keeper of secrets flew backwards, but this time? Luck is not on your side daemon.

    A crackling shot flew from somewhere behind the daemon and distracted by the danger of the siphons, the greater daemon took the forceful shot and was staggered, giving the chance for a siphon to stab its tendrils into the keeper of secrets, and one was all it took.

    Screaming incoherently and with an echoing tone, the greater daemon used warpfire on its hands to try and rip off the legs the siphon was attached to, looking around with 360 vision I saw the imperials were not firing, hell they weren't even pointing their weapons at the daemon anymore as they watched with a sort of morbid interest at seeing something so feared by them, be so afraid.

    I told the siphons to not 'devour' it just yet, but to simply subdue the neverborn. One siphon acted as a weight, and reeled itself backwards to pull the daemon to the ground, when the keeper attempted to slice off her/its legs, another siphon stabbed into and wrapped itself around her/its left remaining arm pulling it down as well, from there it turned into something like watching a school of piranhas just continue landing on the screaming daemon adding more and more weight.

    You know this sight should probably disturb me. Considering the fact that some of the imperials almost look like they are pitying the daemon and that this kind of looks like some kind of horror scene, but for some reason I can't seem to find it in me to care? No matter, when there was enough siphons all over the daemon I ordered my children to activate their siphons for one nanosecond.

    Like a taser to a human, the keeper of secrets jolted 'choking' as it lost concentration and fell down no longer powering itself with warp energy. The threat has been neutralized, and so I reverted my current body back to a mother goo and returned to the original Eien-body I started the journey on the convoy with and lowered the smoking crackling rifle.

    My body reverted back to her two-legged state and began walking towards the keeper of secrets, my face neutral but my optics alight with sapphire radiance. Noticing several imperials hesitating but nonetheless began approaching the fallen greater daemon as well, mostly it was Thrax, Titus, Aronna, Oleg, Rico, Judith, and Maria along with some nearby imperial officers and guard regulars. They were all aiming their ranged weapons at the daemon and some even pointed at 'me' which is fair I suppose.

    Upon 'recovering' and seeing me, the keeper of secrets started to struggle against my siphon morphs even harder, it is surprising seeing a daemon look so afraid.

    "Monster! Stay back! Demon! Horror!" How ironic, a daemon calling me a demon.

    "Lady... Eien..." The hesitant words from the inquisitor took my attention, and upon not seeing my 'eyes' look over the greater daemon she/it began to calm down just a little bit, although it was still struggling from its bonds.

    "Yes?"

    "What... did you do to the daemon?" A fair question to make considering said daemon's current 'mental' state.

    "You... you have no idea what you are travelling with humans." All of us turned to the keeper of secrets, it flinched upon meeting my glowing blue gaze.

    "Oh really daemon? Let me guess, you know what she is?"

    "I know far more than you do!" Its vehement reply caught Thrax off guard, and by extension a few other imperials. I almost... feel amused, let us see what the daemon will call me.

    "Any who are from the ruinous powers always lie, what makes you think we will even trust a single word coming out of you foul daemon?" Titus clearly said as he came up beside inquisitor Thrax. Hmm his right arm looks fine, maybe I can give him a little medical assistance if he even accepts it from me at all.

    "Because that THING-" Wow rude. "-should not be possible!"

    I can tell its words are confusing the imperials, sister Judith with a face twisted in half-disgust and half-curiosity at maybe figuring my 'secret agenda' out even if said info comes from a daemon. "What shouldn't be possible?"

    "Nothing should be able to END Warp Energy!" It was like a flip has switched in the imperials and they snapped their heads towards me. Hmm, now it's my turn I suppose.

    "Oh my. Just so you know. That isn't meant for you or your kind." I could tell my words shook the greater daemon, is it bad I am taking some weird sense of satisfaction at seeing me put fear into a daemon?

    "W-what?..."

    "My siphons are meant for something far FAR worse than you." The panic in its onyx eyes faded as it tried to look into my sapphire eyes without flinching. It did not succeed.

    "But... the Chaos Gods are the greatest power in the universe! THE DARK PRINCE IS THE GREATEST POWER IN THE UNIVERSE!!! WHAT COULD BE WORSE THAN US?!?!" I've heard enough, with a sudden movement that had the imperials back away quickly, my Eien-body's arm rushed out and grabbed the greater daemon, grey goo wrapping itself around the neverborn.

    The siphon morphs were peeling off the daemon showing the ripped up 'flesh' missing from the daemon exposing 'leaking' warp energy for a brief few seconds before the grey goo of my hand slowly covered the keeper of secrets. All the while the neverborn never stopped struggling, fear all too clear in its onyx black eyes, its fate now dawning upon it. "No no no no! I am Ner'isa Ur'ces! I can't be defeated here! I don't... I don't..."

    My eyes flashed blue and white for a brief moment. []:["The Silence is far Worse than you will ever be."]:[]

    "I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!!"

    Through my 360 vision I saw the imperials backing away rather quickly, but a few of them froze at the daemon's words. Namely Thrax, Titus, and the three members of White Squad.

    Just as the keeper of secrets screamed its pitiful last words, my arm formed several siphons and activated it while opening my hand. Before Ner'isa Ur'ces could escape, a wall of blue-white vortexes exploded into existence around the greater daemon.

    I watched uncaring as the greater daemon stretched to unnatural proportions, voice distorting into an echoing scream as the keeper's 'flesh' peeled off before dissolving first, showing the roiling warp energy within. Oh? Ner'isa Ur'ces is actually reaching out a hand and pleading onyx eye towards the imperials, how... []:[Irrelevant.]:[] The daemon ate some of the souls of the imperial convoy and it expects they would give it aid?

    As the daemon now looked like a roiling stretching ball of warp energy, I decided to give it the True End and intensified the power of the siphons. Blue-white light shone bright as the roiling mass was pulled and stretched every which way before it was ripped apart into pieces, said pieces of warp energy now flowing into the vortex. That done, I snapped my hand shut, the light gone and an uneasy calm settled over the area.

    My sapphire 'eyes' glowed as I registered the influx of mass the network got from ending that sorry SoB of a daemon. Turning towards the imperium, I saw quite a few of them warily raise their weapons at me while flinching, hell even the sororitas Judith looked very shaken, her bolter raised at me with a rather faint fearful look behind her eyes.

    Hmm... ah, they must have felt it, the 'Tug', it is something I theorized a while ago after my khalkotauroi ate a few pieces of the daemon a while ago. Most creatures of the materium have a 'Warp Presence', even the Tau how little it is. This comes in the form of their refined warpstuff, IE: their Empyreal Soul. That if they see a soul, even a daemon get unraveled by a siphon, they will begin to subconsciously fear the siphon in turn. So I think that theory was just confirmed.

    "It is done. The daemon problem is concluded."

    "I... Eien. What in the name of the God Emperor was that?"

    "What was what Thrax?"

    "DON'T, please. Don't play dumb, what did you do to the daemon? Why did it fear you so much? Why did it scream about dying? What did you mean by 'The Silence' at the end there?!" So many questions, so many ways I can answer those questions. Perhaps it is time to tell the imperials the 'full story' of mine, the War of Silence and the Pathfinder Project.

    "I will answer it later, now that the daemon is destroyed you are at a crossroads."

    Confused, the inquisitor looked at 'me' with a wary look on his face. "What do you mean?"

    "Do you wish to continue on to the Blackstone Fortress even with the Greater Daemon now gone, or do you wish to return to Castle Krakengar?" My words got the imperials to slowly begin to relax... just a little bit, a lot of them were holding their weapons tightly while eyeing me from the corner of their eyes.

    While they discuss their next move... I need to take a look at something. I felt as if something just 'snapped' in the network and I want to know what it is.

    Putting my forces on 'autopilot' not really because I am still directing my children, I 'looked' into the Yggdrasil Network, looking around nothing changed visually. Turning to gaze at the Yggdrasil Tree itself, I gazed deeply into the nodes and noticed... the size limit? But why is that... it's broken. Why now?

    I blink within the Network. Hang on there is something attached to it. Another node, checking its label it is... []:[Memory Records]:[]? Is this... it is, this is most likely the memories of the consciousness controlling the Pathfinder Probes, with this I can accurately say what actually happened in the 'past'. But... something's not right, why is the node cracked? I have not touched it at all, and yet it is already cracked. Moreover the size limit node was outright shattered, it is no longer locked, I can impose my own size limits.

    Why are they connected?

    Perhaps I will find my answers looking through 'My Past', but then again I might just find more questions than answers. I will view them later, or some other time.

    With but a mental command, the []:[Memory Records]:[] node was 'sealed' and sent straight to my private domain, where it cannot be accessed by anyone. Not even my children, even though they can only 'Read' the Yggdrasil Tree Nodes. I will look into the memories at a more opportune time.

    Returning to the material realm, I saw the imperials were finished discussing. Thrax walked forward fearlessly, the ultramarine Titus beside him. Both stopped in front of me while the other imperials stayed a 'healthy' distance away from my Eien-body. It won't help really, considering I can go into any other morph and frame in the area.

    "We will return to Castle Krakengar." Oh? Interestin- "But. You must bring the necron lord and aeldari to the stronghold." Hmm, desiring the homefield advantage? You know it kind of feels like I am being seen as some form of super powerful authority that can wipe everyone out with but a single word. But that can't be, they are just telling me what to do in the form of a request.

    "If I do not?"

    "Then the convoy returns, while myself, captain Titus, and our members continue on to the blackstone fortress."

    You know what? Let's see if the necrons and aeldari will accept the... 'invitation' to castle Krakengar. "Give me a while. I will need to contact them." My words caused the inquisitor and the ultramarine to nod their heads before they took a step back and turned around to begin walking back to the other imperials.

    Before I 'focused' onto the Eien body in the Talisman, Titus turned around to look at me. "Lady Eien."

    My blue optics stared into Titus' eyes and his my own. "Are you a danger?"

    Such a simple question, one that should be stupid. But... for some reason it is making me think quite a bit. My optics flashed a few times, and the space marine patiently waited, Thrax was just slightly ahead looking back slightly waiting for my answer as well.

    Returning to focus, I look into Titus' eyes. Searching for an answer, but coming up short with: "Only if provoked."

    I could tell the ultramarine's eyes conveyed some kind of understanding as well as some kind of sadness, whatever that sadness is for I do not know. It felt as if my answer changed everything for him. "I see." Do you? Titus? I watch on as the astartes turned back to walk towards the imperials, Thrax looking at him for a moment as he passed the inquisitor before Thrax followed after the marine.

    Turning inward, I look into Castle Krakengar and the Blackstone Fortress, two sets of optics staring at the four drukhari as well as the aeldari and oh hey the necrons returned. Deep underneath the bowels of castle Krakengar, I had the four drukhari prepared for Empyrean Soul experimentation. While my focus shifted to the Eien-body in the core of the blackstone fortress.

    Let us see if our War in Heaven timers would like a chat.

    Blackstone Fortress Core
    Aizaun POV - Right after exiting the Yggdrasil Network

    The darkness dissipated, I walk forwards and turned around hearing the sound of metal slumping against metal, Anckm'rab was sitting on a lantern helm bowed. I would reprimand him for looking so vulnerable, but I can not really blame the cryptek. He is a mattermancer after all, a harbinger of creation, his conclave's singular goal was to find a way to reverse the biotransferrence, and here is the answer to that goal.

    A nanomechanical woman who has the power to fight godlike beings by 'herself', a being that could be likened to a C'tan, a being that has fought a galaxy sized war alone for all of creation to not be silenced forever. A being that can create biological bodies, a being that can create souls.

    For the cryptek, his statement on how discovering those Soul Stars changes everything could not be any more true for him. The goal to restore the biological bodies of the necrons is literally within reach, hell. Anckm'rab himself could have been the first necron to receive a biological body.

    While true, it was still wise of him to choose the much more 'controllable' option, instead of throwing caution to the wind and choosing the biological option. I have seen the reports of failed mattermancer cryptek experiments, they were... not very pleasant.

    Looking around in the repurposed throne bridge, it would appear none of the Wraith Sentinels are online ye- actually wait no. Hmm, ah this one had a run-in with the lady machine's forces and imperial 'not enemy' forces long before our little temporary pact of neutrality. Even if I had broadcasted it, it was unlikely the sentinel would have clearly received my command due to the interference of this accursed vessel.

    At least I could give the Old Ones this, they knew how to make deadly void engines.

    Turning back to the cryptek I saw he was still sulking. I broke the silence. "I would suppose you have found the answer to your conclave's problem cryptek."

    It would appear that was the wrong thing to say as Anckm'rab stood up and began pacing back and forth. "Yes, but instead I am left with more questions than I am comfortable with! This War of Silence. How do those abominations exist? How have we not encountered them during the War in Heaven? How is it that we have not found any sign of them? I have so many questions, and not a lot of answers."

    I should probably change the subject. "Speaking of the Silent Ones, what did you mean earlier when you said 'they have nothing.' exactly?"

    The cryptek turned towards me and recognized something. "Ah yes, I forgot. The Fundamental Eye is an optional upgrade for most necron lords and overlords, since you do not use the Techno Arca as much as the crypteks do."

    "So you saw something with your Fundamental Eye?"

    "More like I saw NOTHING with my Fundamental Eye."

    That made me rather confused and more than a little wary. "Explain."

    "When I saw those... those... urgh, abominations. I saw NOTHING. They had NOTHING, they may be made of energy but they are NOTHING. They had NO digitade." That... did not sound right.

    "That should not be possible. You said it was a Fundamental Law that everything in the materium had a digitade, even the creatures of the empyrean when they cross into the materium, they had a broken but still existing digitade. Are you saying these Silent Ones had no digitade to them whatsoever?"

    "Indeed, that is exactly what I am saying, and judging by the reaction of the knight of Vaul, it most likely has no 'pattern' either. What I saw was just... there are no words to describe how utterly VILE the existence of such a... Wound on reality came to be."

    Turning to the side, I thought for a bit. If what he says is true and the Silent Ones were not simply hiding their Digitade or Pattern. Then... I faced the cryptek once more and continued. "What else did you see when you looked at it?"

    The cryptek looked up and stared off into nothing, I patiently waited for him to knock himself out of it. "It was like a blackhole, seeing its digitade it simply read as an error, and... trying to look at it brought pain. Not even looking at the digitade of a C'tan could bring such a feeling, one would only have a danger of losing their mind. But trying to look at the digitade of that thing physically and mentally hurt. Its very presence practically irradiated not only hunger, but silence, nothing but a silent hunger."

    Disturbing, that sounds utterly horrifying. Looking at the direction of the core, I could not help but admire the nanomechanical woman, to face such a monster on a galactic scale similar to the War in Heaven. It takes a special kind of fortitude and resolve to not simply break down and flee from such a horror, I would not even blame her should she have chosen the cowardly option. Even the most stalwart of overlords would take one look at the abomination and turn tail to run.

    "That shows how resolute the lady Eien is, to face it even as she said she was losing."

    "I have no doubt about the matriarch's fearlessness, especially after catching a glimpse of why she calls them the Silent Ones." What other horrific discovery is it now?

    "They EAT the reality." If my mental fortitude was any lesser I would have lost consciousness.

    "Excuse me?"

    "When I called it a Wound on reality, I was not embellishing it. The abomination devours digitades, it devours planets, the star, and everything about it. When the matriarch said they intend to leave nothing but silence, the lady Eien was quite literal when she said they would leave NOTHING behind. There is no doubt in my mind that should those abominations see the empyrean, they would scour that realm clean as well." That is... that is. Insanity, how does such an abhorrent Wound come to exist as it is?!

    "I feel as if an empty Empyrean would be better than what it is now." I can see even the cryptek nodded his head in agreement on that.

    "Yes, but the lady Eien would most likely be more than enough for that. The Silent Ones would most likely just erase everything if they got the chance, and before you ask no it is not some kind of mutated C'tan. If that were the case we would be able to SEE a digitade, the fact there isn't one means that this thing is an existence that the Fundamentals reject."

    "This may not originate from our galaxy, it may be something like the tyranids from the matriarch's brief summary of the current age. Where it originated from outside of our galaxy and it has come after devouring another one."

    "Most likely, as if it did originate from our galaxy. There would be no War in Heaven." I had to nod at that, even after enslaving our Star Gods, we are still not the most dangerous thing in the galaxy.

    The Krorks, ancient Aeldari, and now the Tyranids, as well as the Lady Eien and the Silent Ones individually are more than a match if not had a good chance of actually taking out the necron dynasties. An almost one sided chance for the Silent Ones, after all what can you do against something that simply eats your attacks?

    "I can see now why you refuse to believe ancient human primitives had any hand in creating the nanomechanical woman. Much less be created during an age when they haven't even left their solar system yet."

    "Of a sort, I believe now that she was indeed created by the humans, ancient humans even. Not just through seeing that primitive chemical rocket engine launch the matriarch into the void, but I believe that she may have encountered perhaps some kind of artifact that made the goo matriarch into what she is today."

    "That seems slightly farfetched." I had to say.

    "Perhaps it may be, however you must realize that despite our age. We are not the oldest species in our galaxy, and the language of Enuncia was not made by the Old Ones. You know from our discussions that Enuncia or the Voice of Creation uses both the Fundamentals of the Materium and the Domains of the Empyrean." Nodding my head, I had to acquiesce to that, the necrons by far are not the oldest species, not even the Old Ones nor the C'tan could lay claim to that title.

    "Fair enough, but perhaps the lady Eien is simply a once in a lifetime creation. A creation that one never would have thought to go far and yet it has gone above and beyond such a thought."

    "Hmm, perhaps. But I digress, we have discussed about them long enough. Now for the skolopendra in the room."

    The most important topic to Anckm'rab and a grand majority of the necron dynasties. "Ah yes, the Soul Star."

    "Indeed my friend." The cryptek nodded at me, his creaton lance clacking its pommel against the floor.

    "Do you think it can be bestowed by the matriarch outside of the network?"

    "I doubt it, from analyzing her explanation. Those Soul Stars can be created only through Yggdrasil, it is most likely that to be bestowed a Soul Star, one has to be part of the Yggdrasil Network. Essentially one would have to become her child."

    "That would be slightly awkward for us I imagine. Considering we are much older than the Matriarch." Indeed, comparing ages it would be as if she is a child compared to us. But then again, 'becoming her child' would possibly 'reset' our age in an unexpected way.

    "Quite, oh yes."

    Something about it however bothered me, looking at the cryptek I inclined my skull at him. "Do you think even if we do receive such a soul, would we still retain our sanity should we transfer our engrams to a biological body? Your conclave has the most intact records of what the necrontyr were like before the biotransferrence."

    "That doesn't really say much, the conclave's temporal records of our age before the biotransferrence are spotty. The test of time will still affect the machinery of the time vaults, quite a few records have been corrupted and while we have salvaged as much as we can. With the Great Sleep, the spyders would not be enough to maintain vaults alone." A shame really.

    "As for the Soul Star and how it would effect us if we switch over to a biological body. I don't truly know. Optimistically I would say yes it would work, but logically I am very torn. As the little we do remember is that our souls were no different from the others, they were Empyrean in nature. While the Soul Stars seem to be... something else entirely. There is the problem of compatibility, if it would even work in the first place, among other things. There are so many variables to think about with this."

    Fair enough to you cryptek, I had to nod at that. This wasn't so simple as a plug and get soul, who knows what is needed in order to even try to make it work.

    They would have to consult with the Matriarch herself, only she would have the answers. Only she would be able to help them after all, she may very well be the key to the resurgence of the necrontyr.

    One could argue that they could simply capture her, but then one has to consider all that she has done and all that she can do. In order to 'capture' her, one would have to gather up EVERY SINGLE NANOMACHINE she has made into a single ball. With how small the damn things are, she could simply throw them anywhere and even our scanners would have a hard time locating every single one. Then we have her ability to simply eat energy along with her ability to eat matter. The Lady Eien would simply just eat her way out of any cage we could create for her.

    Finally she is a veteran of her War of Silence. She has fought something that could wipe out galaxies and has succeeded in at least slowing it down, rather reliably apparently considering what was seen on her galactic map. The Silent Ones were isolated along the outer rim of the galaxy before their sudden disappearance. The matriarch's resolute personality combined with her tenacity and drive would leave any nemesor reeling back from her fierce assaults.

    An explorer my necrodermis aft, the lady Eien is an explorer primarily built for war and she has only evolved since her launch. Her goo already looks like some kind of liquid metal, who knows how powerful she will become if every nanomachine she has is upgraded with actual liquid metal? Necrodermis Nanomachines with her capabilities, that would be terrifying to behold.

    Anyway, perhaps we should return. Looking back at Anckm'rab I spoke. "We should return back to the core, and see if we can negotiate with the matriarch herself pertaining to the soul stars and everything else. Explanations, possible solutions, what is needed and more."

    The cryptek nodded his head, walking over to stand beside me. With that said, I flared my Veil of Darkness, and let the darkness enshroud all over our forms, when the darkness dissipated we were met with the sight of the aeldari sitting on a chair in front of the subdued amalgamate without his helmet even.

    Lady Eien herself was also by the amalgamate, more precisely she was actually attached to the protean mass containing the the beast and she was apparently calming the combined mass of aeldari souls with her ministrations. Her 'eyes' opened and they flashed that bright sapphire color, her head turned towards the knight of Vaul before turning towards us.

    If I still had any organic components, I would have likely shivered at feeling the matriarch's gaze upon me considering what I've learned about her.

    We watch as the lady Eien make a soothing motion to the amalgamate before she dropped herself from the protean mass. The matriarch began walking over to us, while motioning for the aeldari to follow her. After he looked at the amalgamate one more time before he stood up and placed his helmet back onto his head before turning around and following after the grey mother.

    Following their lead, we too walked over to them as our distance was a little farther than where we were supposed to land. Upon reaching each other, the matriarch then crossed her arms underneath her monotone colored bust. "Have you concluded your talks with each other?"

    Looking at Anckm'rab and vice versa, we turned back to the lady Eien and nodded our heads. "Oh yes, we have my dear lady."

    "Indeed, our private discussion has finished at a somewhat satisfying note."

    The matriarch then nodded her head while uncrossing her arms this time placing them on her hips. "Good, because I am going to ask the three of you something."

    I could not help but look at both Anckm'rab and El'dathar with a slight bit of confusion as what would she need them for? "The imperial convoy that was on their way here are planning to turn back to Castle Krakengar, they have heard from me of negotiating with you, and it would appear that they would wish to negotiate with you themselves."

    "Considering what you told us of them, there is no doubt such 'negotiations' will involve some weapons of theirs in their hands pointing at us and our weapons taken away, yes?" She turned her head slightly to the cryptek and we watched her nod a slight bit.

    "Pretty much, but I will not let that happen. I have a good majority of my force within Castle Krakengar. I can play the neutral party... since that is pretty much what I am. As long as you do not start anything, then I will not let the imperials start anything."

    That is more than reassuring. Basically a non-aggression pact with a being such as the Lady Eien would be most beneficial in ensuring our continued operational status and not driving ourselves to an early offline state. With that said, there may not be any harm?

    Besides, I would like to have my own opinion of these imperials. Who knows, I might find something that the matriarch embellished wrongly.

    "I see no problem with that." My words elicited stares from both Anckm'rab and El'dathar, I looked at them with as much of an irritated feeling as much as possible.

    The cryptek would be next. "As long as the neutrality and sacred rule of diplomatic gatherings be enforced by you my dear lady. Then I find no negatives with simply meeting with the imperials."

    "I will come with, if only because I would have nothing else to do down here other than watch over the amalgamate and make sure the core would activate. But then again I think the lady Eien is already doing both of these things." We see the matriarch nod her head towards both the cryptek and the knight before nodding in my direction.

    "Then you may want to prepare yourself in perhaps a day or so, and also call off all your necrons lord Aizaun. I do not know exactly how many surprise parties you have outside the talisman of Vaul but I would rather they not attempt to take out the imperial convoy lest I destroy them out of necessity."

    Nodding my head I spoke. "Not to worry lady Eien, I will make sure that none of the necron teams I have outside of the blackstone fortress attempt to attack the imperials. I will however make them return here to the bays I had the spyders and craftons make."

    We watch as the matriarch nodded before her eyes flash and turn back towards us. "They have been informed, they are now returning back to Castle Krakengar. I would suggest you simply prepare your combat attire as I might be expecting an idiot."

    Looking at each other, we turned back to look at Eien before nodding at her. Turning to look at the cryptek, I asked him one thing. "Armory?"

    He turned to look at the slightly interested Eien before turning back to me and nodding. "Armory, yes."

    Before I used the Veil of Darkness, I heard the matriarch's voice. "No surprises."

    "Of course matriarch." We are necrons, we take diplomacy rather seriously. After all, it is sentient thought that is what separates us from the mindless rabble of primitives and animals. If the imperials don't prove to be... entertaining company, there is still that knight of Vaul, the Lady Eien herself, and perhaps maybe even the modern aeldari.

    "Will the modern aeldari be joining the diplomatic gathering?" We saw the matrirarch's eyes flash again.

    "Perhaps they will."
     
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    • TheLunchKing said:
    There is no doubt in my mind that should those abominations see the empyrean, they would scour that realm clean as well.
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    I feel like this is a reference to Dirch's Shroud SI... Am I wrong?

    Anyway I have to say that this Misunderstanding train is definitely hitting Tanya levels here, which is funny as she's not even a thing in this verse
     
    Now that was one heck of a juicy juicy update!! Thank you~~ so now to the poor imperial guards I wonder what's going through their heads let alone the sororitas hahaha a keeper of secrets being shit scared holy heck!

    Can't wait for the talks to begin!
     
    Terra1125 said:
    Anyway I have to say that this Misunderstanding train is definitely hitting Tanya levels here, which is funny as she's not even a thing in this verse
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    Even better would be that after looking thru her memories she finds out everything she said was actually the truth and that she herself is an AI brain clone like Cortana and pushed her own evolution while fighting the Silence. i know wat y'all thinking tho how'd she get thru rampancy pfft easy absorbing the silence pushed her past any expectation. If the words of Aizaun are accurate MC was eating god damned entropy and imo that sounds like the best type of anti-energy to fix and push past rampancy.
     
    This was an awesome chapter. Go goo!

    That said, I'm not sure what the point of the Necron pair talking with the Imperials is. There's not really much for them to talk about?

    In a side note I'm sorry to see that the experimentation with the Eldar souls hasn't started yet, but it was already a long chapter.
     
    So another amazing chapter. I gotta say that was an interesting ending to the blackstone fortress arc, and you even managed to introduce even more mind boggling lore behind Eien's past.
    I can't wait to see what you'll do next, keep up the great work.
     
    Mini-Sneaky Peak into next chapter because Muse is being a biatch only giving me this much and barely anything to go off on.

    Disclaimer: Final Result may or may not include these things.


    Onyx eyes narrowed as its owner sensed what just happened. "It appears I have underestimated her. I may have to... do something drastic."

    Two men face each other. "This will not last." The taller one spoke and the other breathed out a long sigh. "I know."

    "What d'ya mean yer afraid of the big grey lady?" A short woman asked with scrunched eyebrows.

    "To think... I was THAT close." A woman muttered with a sort of morbid stare down at her chest, hands clasped together over her spirit stone. "That is what we felt." "That is what we were unnerved by." Two tails were wrapped around two wrists.

    "Ok, NOW I see why you do not believe the humans created the lady machine." Green orbs of light inspected its owner's surroundings.

    "So that is a Farseer. I now know why I vaguely remember that name, they're 'Lost' Seekers of the Maiden." A set of veteran eyes watch another from afar.

    "Mother. Welcome back." "Thank you. Have you sated your curiosity talking to them?" A daughter and a mother spoke underneath a stronghold.

    "There is still another on this planet lady Eien." A green strip of light flashed as its owner stared at a set of sapphire optics. "What do you mean?"

    ...

    ...

    "You dare?" A set of smoldering eyes stare at the fool.


    Mini-sneaky peaky end, mostly because muse refuses to give me anything else to fit in the ramblings.

    Of course threadmark will be power kicked off before I post next chaptah.
     
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