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Can I Go Home Now (Worm/40k)
- Thread starter Captain_Saint
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2.1 the Light of an Dark Angel (Edited)
Captain_Saint
Observer Meddler Annihilator...totally not Evil
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This an edited thread by using Grammarly, it was done using the free version not the premium one as I'm not willing to pay for something like that yet.
The original will be placed in another for all of you to compare and nitpick as well as criticize it.
[]
When I asked for a place to test my improved psychic power, Dianah suggested the Protectorate Rig out in the bay, I politely refused the child's offer as I very much doubt that facility can handle what I assume is an Alpha or above plus level of raw psychic power that I can feel rushing through my being. In practice, however, I would rate myself lower on the ranking scale.
I've seen the sheer apocalyptic scale of what an Alpha class psyker from either Human, Eldar, other Xenos, and Greater Daemon can do to a world when the former two have nothing to lose and the latter, those things don't need an excuse to cause widespread carnage and suffering.
And those who are given the Plus designation might as well be known as living Gods of Destruction, corrupted by the very power they are born with they are rendered into dangerous insane unpredictable foes that make regular Alpha class pyskers look normal compared to them, snapping a Titian in half with a thought, laying wastes to entire regiments, causing planetary destruction and summoning legions of Daemons, humanity has only ever produced one "stable" Alpha Plus psyker who just happens to be my Gene-Grandfather.
Arriving at a place that the resident dubbed the Boat Graveyard within the docks district was a very appropriate description of this place, the whole area gave the impression of gloom and despair with hopes and dreams meeting a cruel fate.
With my psychic power those feelings are enhanced as I could see the negative energy wafting off the wrecks within this place and being fed into the Warp.
I frowned deeply at it, a small peek into the Immaterium to see where those energies were going off to had me seeing the sight of a malformed misshapen ship, it was a disgusting thing, one I forced to turn away from given how pitiful it looked.
To begin, I would try and replicate the feats and abilities of the Librarian, abilities like the different forms of Telepathy techniques, Divination, and Codex Astartes Powers, however, there is more than just the former powers that a Space Marine psyker and do, an example being for higher ranked Librarians like the Chief Librarian who have a many different practiced Disciplines which in of themselves have devastating consequences in use of combat, they teach those who are worthy to receive such ancient lore and allow them to go through tomes and scrolls containing vast amounts of power which they would never deemed of doing.
There are five such Disciplines, the Librarius Discipline, Technomancy Discipline, Fulmination Discipline, Geokinesis Discipline, and finally the Obscuration Discipline, they all hold their unique techniques that I've barely ever seen in use.
There is a chance I may accidentally recreate a few of the Disciplines skills, I wouldn't know given that I never had any potential to be a psyker, until now.
Another thing, to use any form of psychic power would mean exposing myself to the Warp and lighting up my presence as if it were a beacon, which would mean that I would be attracting the Neverborn like moths to a flame, I was braced to face any malevolent entities once I started flexing my power to see where my limits lay.
With this in mind, I let go of the metaphysical hold on my power and the effect was immediate.
My surroundings lit up as a cascade of flowing visibly light with a tinge of gold that wasn't at all blinding despite its radiance.
I felt different, much lighter, I could feel my whole body tingle with a strength I didn't think I ever possessed before along with a calming effect washing over my mind, it's like I've gained a form of clarity.
Out of curiosity I raised my foot and gave the ground a good thud which resulted in a burst of energy being expelled outward causing dust and lightweight items to go flying to the wind or those objects closer to me, simply disintegrate into nothing, such an effect from a simple tap surprised me, I could already think about what would happen to a normal human being.
I continued to experiment with my power unrestrained, I tried to mimic shield domes, lighting smites, and telekinesis and also tried to sense people and gain insight into the internal workings of machines be they only a block away or kilometers away. I even tried to see if I could perhaps fix some of the different-sized ships within this place.
Grabbing hold of them via my telekinesis I could see how my power coated them in the same coloration as my visible aura, information was seeping into my mind as I ran my power over the ships here, I could see what they were made out of, how they were made and the faces of who used them and the final actions of them being here.
It was a strange feeling that I barely understood, but I was here to see what I could do.
I understood that pyskers perform actions via their mind and link to the Warp, so it would mean I just needed to enforce my will upon the world and project an intent of what I wanted to happen, hence what I knew about restoration and repair work.
The changes to the ships began taking place, their hulls buffed out dents, and aged splintered rotten wood reformed and gained a healthy glow the same happened to the shattered spotlights and protective windows.
Plopping the now repaired ships on the ground and briefly examining the vessels and judging the final effects my power had on them, upon making a full circle I could see no breaches nor any form of corruption on them.
Moving on I decided to stretch my mind out into the world, to see if I could in a way gaze upon sights far away while remaining here, for example, I could see Dinah sitting in a classroom filled with other children looking incredibly bored out of her mind as a woman was pointing a black bored with mathematical equations written across it.
Next, I saw a group of youths observing…me, strange, I would have to look into that latter as I pushed my sense out further.
I found my reach still extending, but I was unsure how effectively I could influence such things at the distance I was sensing, already my reach went past the city limits.
Aside from the physical world meddling, the Immaterium I could feel was in motion, by releasing hold on my power the Warp currents were reverberating as I made 'waves' pulse out from my actions, the flame of my beacon grew even brighter, and I could feel eyes on me.
They weren't coming closer, but I could feel the stares and the sheer amount of power that distant light was exuding.
I would keep alert for any moves it would make along with the other sizeable powers in the Warp I could feel observing me.
Going off that I looked inward upon myself, I wanted to see if I could perhaps build some form of mental defense against any unwanted intruders or a Daemon trying to aggressively possess me and perform all manner of unspeakable acts through me as a medium, an unguarded pyskers mind, and body would be vulnerable to all manner of horrific fates.
I wasn't quite sure what to do, merely following an instinctual belief of what I was doing should do something while my logical self would be thinking of ways to find a far better solution, but I didn't have step by step guide on how to protect my mind nor any tomes or teacher to learn the correct steps from, I was, unfortunately, hoping for the best.
As I was fiddling about within what I could say was my mind and soul I felt something powerful, I could feel it to be some sort of power source which I think was also a core part of my soul, I tried going to it, trying to reach out to it but then I felt something in another part of me give a weak push back, I was briefly startled, before then reaching out and in a near aggressive manner take hold of the thing that tried to stop me.
What I held in my grasp was something that confused me. It was a child of light, no older than Dinah, they looked unremarkable given the fact they were just a small light within me, but they projected a form of worry, desperation, and anger.
They also brought up a lot of memories of my first life and with that required information, a spark of recognition filled me along with understanding before giving way to a wonderous joyful reassurance that brought a kind fulfillment and a long-lost hope.
This small little light that was trying to stop me from reaching that power source, they were me, or more accurately, they were the last fragments of my Humanity which I held onto dearly only for it to be grinded away in the 500 years of service and war.
Looking at it now, it was a pitiful thing, it was so small and weak, I just knew a simple burst of power could undo them, but I couldn't do that, not to what is essentially a fragment of my existence, and from the looks of it, it was trying very hard to keep me away from that power source which I was trying to get to.
"!!>?? wHAT Are ?$$ yoU **& DOinG??%$$ tHAT IS thE ## PoWER yOU &** NeED?? whY ## Stop" I shouldn't even be surprised that THING is here in my soul.
The distortion that the Entity created caused some sort of ERROR in the physical World and the Warp.
Also, the pulling on my being only increased from my small fragment, it became frantic once that THING appeared here.
I gave the small light a brief look, I could feel the projection of fear and desperation increase, I felt conflicted, my Humanity was trying to keep me away from a power that the Entity said would grant me the strength to protect myself from threats which I am powerless to stop.
But I am also deeply reluctant to even indulge in getting power from such an Entity that so far seems far more powerful than the 'Four', it is suspicious, enigmatic, and frankly, I am confused as to why it is even bothering with my existence in the first place.
"What will happen to me" I all but demanded from the Entity.
I was met with a long salience along with a foreboding feeling and the impression that I was being looked at with an amused gaze. More than that, I could feel my fragment stop its pulling and very quickly hide behind my large form.
The sight of my core, the power source, and the Warp vanished as I was back in reality, I had to blink a few times as I restrained my psychic power back within myself.
A strange sense of melancholy fills me, I lost the will to continue testing my limits, more than that though.
A whisper in the wind, my question at the end was answered.
"Isn't it obvious".
The implications of that answer, it only gives me a bitter taste in my mouth and a fleeting moment of dread trying to work its way into my mind.
I knew exactly what would happen if I fully embraced that power. It was true that I wanted that kind of strength, that power would dearly help against serious threats, and it would allow me to contend with truly horrific monsters.
But the price to pay.
I just came to a world where my humanity could finally come back as a core aspect of myself.
And yet once again I'm given a choice to do away with it for power that came from that THING.
Only this time, I would lose it forever, permanently.
I walked back to my temporary home while I was mulling over the benefits versus the negatives of either accepting such a power and as well as rejecting what that THING had to offer from it.
It is clear a small yet very important part of me is vehemently against accepting that power, it also brought with it a question of just how long that kind of power had been inside me, had always been there since my first life and I'm only now seeing it after that Entity gave me Primarch Psychic potential.
Or was it a recent addition just like the change in my body and reality?
I was deeply conflicted about this, and for once in my life in a twisted way, I'm glad I finally have no idea what to do about this conundrum.
Many different kinds of thought flowed in and out of my mind, most relating to my internal conflict while few were weak attempts of distraction which were promptly cast aside thanks to my indoctrinated training.
It was at moments like these I wished I should have just joined up with the imperial guard before my induction as a Space Marine, though that would have probably been a bad move.
All my thoughts on the matter now had to be put on hold as I finally reached the house of Alcott's, instead of going through the front door I went around to the side gate leading to their garden and shed.
Once through, I wanted to get inside and further meditate, but I was stopped by the call of the matriarch of the family.
"Ah, Castiel great to see you back, why don't you come to the living room we have a guest you are familiar with." I paused briefly and quickly went over her words and began thinking about who it was I possibly would be familiar with.
That was made clear once I realized who it was sitting on the couch in my host's home.
"Here she is Panacea, Glory Girl, now you don't need to come back another day" By her words I eyed the two heroines intently while the blonde merely waved, it was the supposed healer of the two who eyed me with much more intensity along with a lopsided smile as if she was pleased with what she saw.
"Hello Castiel, you wouldn't mind if we talked, as there are [ANSWERS] I like to know"
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This an edited thread by using Grammarly, it was done using the free version not the premium one as I'm not willing to pay for something like that yet.
The original will be placed in another for all of you to compare and nitpick as well as criticize it.
[]
When I asked for a place to test my improved psychic power, Dianah suggested the Protectorate Rig out in the bay, I politely refused the child's offer as I very much doubt that facility can handle what I assume is an Alpha or above plus level of raw psychic power that I can feel rushing through my being. In practice, however, I would rate myself lower on the ranking scale.
I've seen the sheer apocalyptic scale of what an Alpha class psyker from either Human, Eldar, other Xenos, and Greater Daemon can do to a world when the former two have nothing to lose and the latter, those things don't need an excuse to cause widespread carnage and suffering.
And those who are given the Plus designation might as well be known as living Gods of Destruction, corrupted by the very power they are born with they are rendered into dangerous insane unpredictable foes that make regular Alpha class pyskers look normal compared to them, snapping a Titian in half with a thought, laying wastes to entire regiments, causing planetary destruction and summoning legions of Daemons, humanity has only ever produced one "stable" Alpha Plus psyker who just happens to be my Gene-Grandfather.
Arriving at a place that the resident dubbed the Boat Graveyard within the docks district was a very appropriate description of this place, the whole area gave the impression of gloom and despair with hopes and dreams meeting a cruel fate.
With my psychic power those feelings are enhanced as I could see the negative energy wafting off the wrecks within this place and being fed into the Warp.
I frowned deeply at it, a small peek into the Immaterium to see where those energies were going off to had me seeing the sight of a malformed misshapen ship, it was a disgusting thing, one I forced to turn away from given how pitiful it looked.
To begin, I would try and replicate the feats and abilities of the Librarian, abilities like the different forms of Telepathy techniques, Divination, and Codex Astartes Powers, however, there is more than just the former powers that a Space Marine psyker and do, an example being for higher ranked Librarians like the Chief Librarian who have a many different practiced Disciplines which in of themselves have devastating consequences in use of combat, they teach those who are worthy to receive such ancient lore and allow them to go through tomes and scrolls containing vast amounts of power which they would never deemed of doing.
There are five such Disciplines, the Librarius Discipline, Technomancy Discipline, Fulmination Discipline, Geokinesis Discipline, and finally the Obscuration Discipline, they all hold their unique techniques that I've barely ever seen in use.
There is a chance I may accidentally recreate a few of the Disciplines skills, I wouldn't know given that I never had any potential to be a psyker, until now.
Another thing, to use any form of psychic power would mean exposing myself to the Warp and lighting up my presence as if it were a beacon, which would mean that I would be attracting the Neverborn like moths to a flame, I was braced to face any malevolent entities once I started flexing my power to see where my limits lay.
With this in mind, I let go of the metaphysical hold on my power and the effect was immediate.
My surroundings lit up as a cascade of flowing visibly light with a tinge of gold that wasn't at all blinding despite its radiance.
I felt different, much lighter, I could feel my whole body tingle with a strength I didn't think I ever possessed before along with a calming effect washing over my mind, it's like I've gained a form of clarity.
Out of curiosity I raised my foot and gave the ground a good thud which resulted in a burst of energy being expelled outward causing dust and lightweight items to go flying to the wind or those objects closer to me, simply disintegrate into nothing, such an effect from a simple tap surprised me, I could already think about what would happen to a normal human being.
I continued to experiment with my power unrestrained, I tried to mimic shield domes, lighting smites, and telekinesis and also tried to sense people and gain insight into the internal workings of machines be they only a block away or kilometers away. I even tried to see if I could perhaps fix some of the different-sized ships within this place.
Grabbing hold of them via my telekinesis I could see how my power coated them in the same coloration as my visible aura, information was seeping into my mind as I ran my power over the ships here, I could see what they were made out of, how they were made and the faces of who used them and the final actions of them being here.
It was a strange feeling that I barely understood, but I was here to see what I could do.
I understood that pyskers perform actions via their mind and link to the Warp, so it would mean I just needed to enforce my will upon the world and project an intent of what I wanted to happen, hence what I knew about restoration and repair work.
The changes to the ships began taking place, their hulls buffed out dents, and aged splintered rotten wood reformed and gained a healthy glow the same happened to the shattered spotlights and protective windows.
Plopping the now repaired ships on the ground and briefly examining the vessels and judging the final effects my power had on them, upon making a full circle I could see no breaches nor any form of corruption on them.
Moving on I decided to stretch my mind out into the world, to see if I could in a way gaze upon sights far away while remaining here, for example, I could see Dinah sitting in a classroom filled with other children looking incredibly bored out of her mind as a woman was pointing a black bored with mathematical equations written across it.
Next, I saw a group of youths observing…me, strange, I would have to look into that latter as I pushed my sense out further.
I found my reach still extending, but I was unsure how effectively I could influence such things at the distance I was sensing, already my reach went past the city limits.
Aside from the physical world meddling, the Immaterium I could feel was in motion, by releasing hold on my power the Warp currents were reverberating as I made 'waves' pulse out from my actions, the flame of my beacon grew even brighter, and I could feel eyes on me.
They weren't coming closer, but I could feel the stares and the sheer amount of power that distant light was exuding.
I would keep alert for any moves it would make along with the other sizeable powers in the Warp I could feel observing me.
Going off that I looked inward upon myself, I wanted to see if I could perhaps build some form of mental defense against any unwanted intruders or a Daemon trying to aggressively possess me and perform all manner of unspeakable acts through me as a medium, an unguarded pyskers mind, and body would be vulnerable to all manner of horrific fates.
I wasn't quite sure what to do, merely following an instinctual belief of what I was doing should do something while my logical self would be thinking of ways to find a far better solution, but I didn't have step by step guide on how to protect my mind nor any tomes or teacher to learn the correct steps from, I was, unfortunately, hoping for the best.
As I was fiddling about within what I could say was my mind and soul I felt something powerful, I could feel it to be some sort of power source which I think was also a core part of my soul, I tried going to it, trying to reach out to it but then I felt something in another part of me give a weak push back, I was briefly startled, before then reaching out and in a near aggressive manner take hold of the thing that tried to stop me.
What I held in my grasp was something that confused me. It was a child of light, no older than Dinah, they looked unremarkable given the fact they were just a small light within me, but they projected a form of worry, desperation, and anger.
They also brought up a lot of memories of my first life and with that required information, a spark of recognition filled me along with understanding before giving way to a wonderous joyful reassurance that brought a kind fulfillment and a long-lost hope.
This small little light that was trying to stop me from reaching that power source, they were me, or more accurately, they were the last fragments of my Humanity which I held onto dearly only for it to be grinded away in the 500 years of service and war.
Looking at it now, it was a pitiful thing, it was so small and weak, I just knew a simple burst of power could undo them, but I couldn't do that, not to what is essentially a fragment of my existence, and from the looks of it, it was trying very hard to keep me away from that power source which I was trying to get to.
"!!>?? wHAT Are ?$$ yoU **& DOinG??%$$ tHAT IS thE ## PoWER yOU &** NeED?? whY ## Stop" I shouldn't even be surprised that THING is here in my soul.
The distortion that the Entity created caused some sort of ERROR in the physical World and the Warp.
Also, the pulling on my being only increased from my small fragment, it became frantic once that THING appeared here.
I gave the small light a brief look, I could feel the projection of fear and desperation increase, I felt conflicted, my Humanity was trying to keep me away from a power that the Entity said would grant me the strength to protect myself from threats which I am powerless to stop.
But I am also deeply reluctant to even indulge in getting power from such an Entity that so far seems far more powerful than the 'Four', it is suspicious, enigmatic, and frankly, I am confused as to why it is even bothering with my existence in the first place.
"What will happen to me" I all but demanded from the Entity.
I was met with a long salience along with a foreboding feeling and the impression that I was being looked at with an amused gaze. More than that, I could feel my fragment stop its pulling and very quickly hide behind my large form.
The sight of my core, the power source, and the Warp vanished as I was back in reality, I had to blink a few times as I restrained my psychic power back within myself.
A strange sense of melancholy fills me, I lost the will to continue testing my limits, more than that though.
A whisper in the wind, my question at the end was answered.
"Isn't it obvious".
The implications of that answer, it only gives me a bitter taste in my mouth and a fleeting moment of dread trying to work its way into my mind.
I knew exactly what would happen if I fully embraced that power. It was true that I wanted that kind of strength, that power would dearly help against serious threats, and it would allow me to contend with truly horrific monsters.
But the price to pay.
I just came to a world where my humanity could finally come back as a core aspect of myself.
And yet once again I'm given a choice to do away with it for power that came from that THING.
Only this time, I would lose it forever, permanently.
I walked back to my temporary home while I was mulling over the benefits versus the negatives of either accepting such a power and as well as rejecting what that THING had to offer from it.
It is clear a small yet very important part of me is vehemently against accepting that power, it also brought with it a question of just how long that kind of power had been inside me, had always been there since my first life and I'm only now seeing it after that Entity gave me Primarch Psychic potential.
Or was it a recent addition just like the change in my body and reality?
I was deeply conflicted about this, and for once in my life in a twisted way, I'm glad I finally have no idea what to do about this conundrum.
Many different kinds of thought flowed in and out of my mind, most relating to my internal conflict while few were weak attempts of distraction which were promptly cast aside thanks to my indoctrinated training.
It was at moments like these I wished I should have just joined up with the imperial guard before my induction as a Space Marine, though that would have probably been a bad move.
All my thoughts on the matter now had to be put on hold as I finally reached the house of Alcott's, instead of going through the front door I went around to the side gate leading to their garden and shed.
Once through, I wanted to get inside and further meditate, but I was stopped by the call of the matriarch of the family.
"Ah, Castiel great to see you back, why don't you come to the living room we have a guest you are familiar with." I paused briefly and quickly went over her words and began thinking about who it was I possibly would be familiar with.
That was made clear once I realized who it was sitting on the couch in my host's home.
"Here she is Panacea, Glory Girl, now you don't need to come back another day" By her words I eyed the two heroines intently while the blonde merely waved, it was the supposed healer of the two who eyed me with much more intensity along with a lopsided smile as if she was pleased with what she saw.
"Hello Castiel, you wouldn't mind if we talked, as there are [ANSWERS] I like to know"
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Hmmn. I wonder what Castiel will do. She's by virtue of her powers, becoming obsessive. Might start becoming an issue. (Which might start being annoying)
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Kryptonian Steel
Insects, unworthy of such attention.
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Your grammar is bad, I suggest Grammarly, and you should show, not tell author
2.1 original unedited version to criticizes
Captain_Saint
Observer Meddler Annihilator...totally not Evil
[]
When I asked for a place to test my improved psyckic power, Dianah suggested the Protectorate Rig out in the bay, I politely refused the child's offer as I very much doubt that facility can handle what I assume is an Alpha or above plus level of raw psychic power that I can feel rushing through my being. In practice however I would rate myself lower on the ranking scale.
I've seen the sheer apocalyptic scale of what an Alpha class pysker from either Human, Eldar, other Xenos and Greater Daemon can do to a world when they the former two have nothing to lose and the later, those things don't need an excuse to cause widespread carnage and suffering.
And to those who are given the Plus designation might as well be known as living Gods of Destruction, corrupted by the very power they are born with they are rendered into dangerous insane unpredictable foes that they make regular Alpha class pyskers look normal compared to them, snapping a Titian in half with a thought, laying wastes to entire regiments, causing planetary destruction and summoning legions of Daemons, humanity has only ever produced one "stable" Alpha Plus pysker who just happens to be my Gene-Grandfather.
Arriving at a place which the resident dubbed the Boat Graveyard within the docks district was a very appropriate description of this place, the whole area gave the impression of gloom and despair with hopes and dreams meeting a cruel fate.
With my psychic power those feelings are enhanced as I could see the negative energy wafting off the wrecks within this place and being fed into the Warp.
I frowned deeply at it, a small peek into the Immaterium to see where those energies were going off to had me seeing the sight of a malformed misshapen ship, it was a disgusting thing, one I forced to turn away from given how pitiful it looked.
To begin, I would try and replicate the feats and abilities of the Librarian, abilities like the different forms of Telepathy techniques, Divination, and Codex Astartes Powers, however there is more than just the former powers that a Space Marine psycker and do, example being for higher ranked Librarians like the Chief Librarian who have a many different practiced Disciplines which in of themselves have devastating consequences in use of combat, they teach those who are worthy to receive such ancient lore and allow them to go through tomes and scrolls containing vast amounts of power which they would never deemed of doing.
There are five such Disciplines, the Librarius Discipline, Technomancy Discipline, Fulmination Discipline, Geokinesis Discipline and finally the Obscuration Discipline, they all hold their own unique techniques which I've barely ever seen in use.
There is a chance I may accidentally recreate a few of the Disciplines skills, I wouldn't know given that I never had any potential to be a psycker, until now.
Another thing, to use any form of psyckic power would mean exposing myself to the Warp and lighting up my presence as if it were a beacon, which would mean that I would be attracting the Neverborn like moths to a flame, I was braced to face any malevolent entities once I started flexing my power to see where my limits lay.
With this in mind, I let go of the metaphysical hold on my power and the effect was immediate.
My surroundings lit up as a cascade of flowing visibly light with a tinge of gold that wasn't at all blinding despite its radiance.
I felt different, much lighter, I could feel my whole-body tingle with a strength I didn't think I ever possessed before along with a calming effect washing over my mind, it's like I've gained a form of clarity.
Out of curiosity I raised my foot and gave the ground a good thud which resulted in an burst of energy being expelled outward causing dust and light weight items to go flying to the wind or to those objects closer to me, simply disintegrate into nothing, such an effect from a simple tap surprised me, I could already think about what would happen to a normal human being.
I continued to experiment with my power unrestrained, I tried to mimic shield domes, lighting smites, and telekinesis and also trying to sense people and gain insight to the internal workings of machines be they only a block away or kilometres away. I even tried to see if I could perhaps fix some of the different sized ships within this place.
Grabbing hold of them via my telekinesis I could see how my power coated them in the same colouration as my visible aura, information was seeping into my mind as I run my power over the ships here, I could see what they were made out of, how they were made and the faces of who used them and the final actions of them being here.
It was a strange feeling that I barely understood, but I was here to see what I could do.
I understood that pyskers preform action via their mind and link to the Warp, so it would mean I just needed to enforce my will upon the world and project an intent of what I wanted to happen, hence what I knew about restoration and repair work.
The changes to the ships began taking place, their hulls buffed out dents and aged splintered rotten wood reformed and gained a healthy glow the same happened to the shattered spot lights and protective windows.
Plopping the now repaired ships on the ground and briefly examined the vessels and judging the final effects my power had on them, upon making a full circle I could see no breaches nor any form of corruption on them.
Moving on I decided to stretch my mind out into the world, to see if I could in a way gaze upon sights far away while remaining here, for example I could see Dinah sitting in a classroom filled with other children looking incredibly bored out of her mind as there was a woman pointing a black bored with mathematical equations written across it.
Next I saw a group of youths observing…me, strange, I would have to look into that latter as I pushed my sense out farther.
I found my reach still extending, but I was unsure how effectively I could influence such things at the distance I was sensing, already my reach went past the city limits.
Aside from the physical world meddling, the Immaterium I could feel was in motion, by releasing hold on my power the Warp currents were reverberating as I made 'waves' pulse out from my actions, the flame of my beacon grew even brighter, and I could feel eyes on me.
They weren't coming closer, but I could feel the stares and the sheer amount of power that distant light was exuding.
I would keep alert for any moves it would make along with the other sizeable powers in the Warp I could feel observing me.
Going off that I looked inward upon myself, I wanted to see if I could perhaps build some form of mental defence against any unwanted intruders or a Daemon trying to aggressively posses me and preform all manner of unspeakable acts through me as a medium, an unguarded pyskers mind and body would be vulnerable to all manner of horrific fates.
I wasn't quite sure on what to do, merely following an instinctual belief of what I was doing should do something while my logical self would be thinking of ways to find a far better solution, but I didn't have step by step guide on how to protect my mind nor any tomes or teacher to learn the correct steps from, I was unfortunately hoping for the best.
As I was fiddling about within what I could say was my mind and soul I felt something powerful, I could feel it to be some sort of power source which I think was also a core part of my soul, I tried going to it, trying to reach out to it but then I felt something in another part of me give a weak push back, I was briefly startled, before then reaching out and in a near aggressive manner take hold of the thing that tried to stop me.
What I held in my grasp was something which confused me. It was a child of light, no older than Dinah, they looked unremarkable given the fact they were just a small light within me, but they projected a form of worry, desperation and anger.
They also brought up a lot of memories of my first life and with that required information, a spark of recognition filled me along with understanding before giving way to a wonderous joyful reassurance that brought a kind fulfillment and a long lost hope.
This small little light that was trying to stop from reaching that power source, they were me, or more accurately, they were the last fragments of my Humanity which I held onto dearly only for it to be grinded away in the 500 years of service and war.
Looking at it now, it was a pitiful thing, it was so small and weak, I just knew a simply burst of power could undo them, but I couldn't do that, not to what is essentially a fragment of my existence, and from the looks of it, it was trying very hard to keep me away from that power source which I was trying to get to.
"!!>?? wHAT Are ?$$ yoU **& DOinG??%$$ tHAT IS thE ## PoWER yOU &** NeED?? whY ## Stop" I shouldn't even be surprised that THING is here in my soul.
The distortion that the Entity created caused some sort of ERROR on the physical World and in the Warp.
Also, the pulling on my being only increased from my small fragment, it became frantic once that THING appeared here.
I gave the small light a brief look, I could feel the projection of fear and desperation increase, I felt conflicted, my Humanity was trying to keep me away from a power that the Entity said would grant me the strength to protect myself from threats which I am powerless to stop.
But I am also deeply reluctant to even indulge in getting power from such an Entity that so far seems far more powerful than the 'Four', it is suspicious, enigmatic, and frankly, I am confused as to why it is even bothering with my existence in the first place.
"What will happen to me" I all but demanded from the Entity.
I was met with a long salience along with a foreboding feeling and the impression that I was being looked at with an amused gaze. More than that, I could feel my fragment stop its pulling and very quickly hide behind my large form.
The sight of my core, the power source and the Warp vanished as I am back in reality, I had to blink a few times as I restrain my psyckic power back within myself.
A strange sense of melancholy fills me, I lost the will to continue testing my limits, more than that though.
A whisper on the wind, my question at the end was answered.
"Isn't it obvious".
The implications to that answer, it only gives me a bitter taste in my mouth and a fleeting moment of dread trying to work its way into my mind.
I knew exactly what would happen if I fully embraced that power. It was true that I wanted that kind of strength, that power would dearly help against serious threats, it would allow to contend with truly horrific monsters.
But the price to pay.
I just came to a world where my humanity could finally come back as a core aspect of myself.
And yet once again I'm given a choice to do away with it for power that came form that THING.
Only this time, I would lose it forever, permanently.
I walked back to my temporary home while I was mulling over the benefits verses the negatives on either accepting such a power and as well as rejecting what that THING had to offer from it.
Its clear a small yet very important part of me is vehemently against accepting that power, it also brought with it a question of just how long that kind of power had been inside me, had it always been there since my first life and I'm only now seeing it after that Entity gave me Primarch Psyckic potential.
Or was it a recent addition just like the change in my body and in reality.
I was deeply conflicted about this, and for once in my life in twisted way I'm glad I finally have no idea what to do about this conundrum.
Many different kinds of thought flowed in and out of my mind, most relating to my internal conflict while few were weak attempts of distraction which were promptly casted aside thanks to my indoctrinated training.
Its at moments like these I wished I should of just joined up with the imperial guard before my induction as a Space Marine, though that would of probably been a bad move.
All my thoughts on the matter now had to be put on hold as I finally reached the house of Alcott's, instead of going through the front door I went around to the side gate leading to their garden and shed.
Once through, I wanted to get inside and further meditate, but I was stopped by the call of the matriarch of the family.
"Ah, Castiel great to see you back, why don't you come to the living room we have guest your familiar with." I paused briefly and quickly went over her words and began thinking about who it is I possibly would be familiar with.
That was made clear once I realised who it was sitting on the couch within my host's home.
"Here she is Panacea, Glory Girl, now you don't need to come back another day" and by her words I eyed the two heroines intently while the blonde merely waved, it was the supposed healer of the two who eyed me with much more intensity along with a lopsided smile as if she was pleased with what she saw.
"Hello Castiel, you wouldn't mind if we had talk, as there are [ANSWERS] I liked to know".
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When I asked for a place to test my improved psyckic power, Dianah suggested the Protectorate Rig out in the bay, I politely refused the child's offer as I very much doubt that facility can handle what I assume is an Alpha or above plus level of raw psychic power that I can feel rushing through my being. In practice however I would rate myself lower on the ranking scale.
I've seen the sheer apocalyptic scale of what an Alpha class pysker from either Human, Eldar, other Xenos and Greater Daemon can do to a world when they the former two have nothing to lose and the later, those things don't need an excuse to cause widespread carnage and suffering.
And to those who are given the Plus designation might as well be known as living Gods of Destruction, corrupted by the very power they are born with they are rendered into dangerous insane unpredictable foes that they make regular Alpha class pyskers look normal compared to them, snapping a Titian in half with a thought, laying wastes to entire regiments, causing planetary destruction and summoning legions of Daemons, humanity has only ever produced one "stable" Alpha Plus pysker who just happens to be my Gene-Grandfather.
Arriving at a place which the resident dubbed the Boat Graveyard within the docks district was a very appropriate description of this place, the whole area gave the impression of gloom and despair with hopes and dreams meeting a cruel fate.
With my psychic power those feelings are enhanced as I could see the negative energy wafting off the wrecks within this place and being fed into the Warp.
I frowned deeply at it, a small peek into the Immaterium to see where those energies were going off to had me seeing the sight of a malformed misshapen ship, it was a disgusting thing, one I forced to turn away from given how pitiful it looked.
To begin, I would try and replicate the feats and abilities of the Librarian, abilities like the different forms of Telepathy techniques, Divination, and Codex Astartes Powers, however there is more than just the former powers that a Space Marine psycker and do, example being for higher ranked Librarians like the Chief Librarian who have a many different practiced Disciplines which in of themselves have devastating consequences in use of combat, they teach those who are worthy to receive such ancient lore and allow them to go through tomes and scrolls containing vast amounts of power which they would never deemed of doing.
There are five such Disciplines, the Librarius Discipline, Technomancy Discipline, Fulmination Discipline, Geokinesis Discipline and finally the Obscuration Discipline, they all hold their own unique techniques which I've barely ever seen in use.
There is a chance I may accidentally recreate a few of the Disciplines skills, I wouldn't know given that I never had any potential to be a psycker, until now.
Another thing, to use any form of psyckic power would mean exposing myself to the Warp and lighting up my presence as if it were a beacon, which would mean that I would be attracting the Neverborn like moths to a flame, I was braced to face any malevolent entities once I started flexing my power to see where my limits lay.
With this in mind, I let go of the metaphysical hold on my power and the effect was immediate.
My surroundings lit up as a cascade of flowing visibly light with a tinge of gold that wasn't at all blinding despite its radiance.
I felt different, much lighter, I could feel my whole-body tingle with a strength I didn't think I ever possessed before along with a calming effect washing over my mind, it's like I've gained a form of clarity.
Out of curiosity I raised my foot and gave the ground a good thud which resulted in an burst of energy being expelled outward causing dust and light weight items to go flying to the wind or to those objects closer to me, simply disintegrate into nothing, such an effect from a simple tap surprised me, I could already think about what would happen to a normal human being.
I continued to experiment with my power unrestrained, I tried to mimic shield domes, lighting smites, and telekinesis and also trying to sense people and gain insight to the internal workings of machines be they only a block away or kilometres away. I even tried to see if I could perhaps fix some of the different sized ships within this place.
Grabbing hold of them via my telekinesis I could see how my power coated them in the same colouration as my visible aura, information was seeping into my mind as I run my power over the ships here, I could see what they were made out of, how they were made and the faces of who used them and the final actions of them being here.
It was a strange feeling that I barely understood, but I was here to see what I could do.
I understood that pyskers preform action via their mind and link to the Warp, so it would mean I just needed to enforce my will upon the world and project an intent of what I wanted to happen, hence what I knew about restoration and repair work.
The changes to the ships began taking place, their hulls buffed out dents and aged splintered rotten wood reformed and gained a healthy glow the same happened to the shattered spot lights and protective windows.
Plopping the now repaired ships on the ground and briefly examined the vessels and judging the final effects my power had on them, upon making a full circle I could see no breaches nor any form of corruption on them.
Moving on I decided to stretch my mind out into the world, to see if I could in a way gaze upon sights far away while remaining here, for example I could see Dinah sitting in a classroom filled with other children looking incredibly bored out of her mind as there was a woman pointing a black bored with mathematical equations written across it.
Next I saw a group of youths observing…me, strange, I would have to look into that latter as I pushed my sense out farther.
I found my reach still extending, but I was unsure how effectively I could influence such things at the distance I was sensing, already my reach went past the city limits.
Aside from the physical world meddling, the Immaterium I could feel was in motion, by releasing hold on my power the Warp currents were reverberating as I made 'waves' pulse out from my actions, the flame of my beacon grew even brighter, and I could feel eyes on me.
They weren't coming closer, but I could feel the stares and the sheer amount of power that distant light was exuding.
I would keep alert for any moves it would make along with the other sizeable powers in the Warp I could feel observing me.
Going off that I looked inward upon myself, I wanted to see if I could perhaps build some form of mental defence against any unwanted intruders or a Daemon trying to aggressively posses me and preform all manner of unspeakable acts through me as a medium, an unguarded pyskers mind and body would be vulnerable to all manner of horrific fates.
I wasn't quite sure on what to do, merely following an instinctual belief of what I was doing should do something while my logical self would be thinking of ways to find a far better solution, but I didn't have step by step guide on how to protect my mind nor any tomes or teacher to learn the correct steps from, I was unfortunately hoping for the best.
As I was fiddling about within what I could say was my mind and soul I felt something powerful, I could feel it to be some sort of power source which I think was also a core part of my soul, I tried going to it, trying to reach out to it but then I felt something in another part of me give a weak push back, I was briefly startled, before then reaching out and in a near aggressive manner take hold of the thing that tried to stop me.
What I held in my grasp was something which confused me. It was a child of light, no older than Dinah, they looked unremarkable given the fact they were just a small light within me, but they projected a form of worry, desperation and anger.
They also brought up a lot of memories of my first life and with that required information, a spark of recognition filled me along with understanding before giving way to a wonderous joyful reassurance that brought a kind fulfillment and a long lost hope.
This small little light that was trying to stop from reaching that power source, they were me, or more accurately, they were the last fragments of my Humanity which I held onto dearly only for it to be grinded away in the 500 years of service and war.
Looking at it now, it was a pitiful thing, it was so small and weak, I just knew a simply burst of power could undo them, but I couldn't do that, not to what is essentially a fragment of my existence, and from the looks of it, it was trying very hard to keep me away from that power source which I was trying to get to.
"!!>?? wHAT Are ?$$ yoU **& DOinG??%$$ tHAT IS thE ## PoWER yOU &** NeED?? whY ## Stop" I shouldn't even be surprised that THING is here in my soul.
The distortion that the Entity created caused some sort of ERROR on the physical World and in the Warp.
Also, the pulling on my being only increased from my small fragment, it became frantic once that THING appeared here.
I gave the small light a brief look, I could feel the projection of fear and desperation increase, I felt conflicted, my Humanity was trying to keep me away from a power that the Entity said would grant me the strength to protect myself from threats which I am powerless to stop.
But I am also deeply reluctant to even indulge in getting power from such an Entity that so far seems far more powerful than the 'Four', it is suspicious, enigmatic, and frankly, I am confused as to why it is even bothering with my existence in the first place.
"What will happen to me" I all but demanded from the Entity.
I was met with a long salience along with a foreboding feeling and the impression that I was being looked at with an amused gaze. More than that, I could feel my fragment stop its pulling and very quickly hide behind my large form.
The sight of my core, the power source and the Warp vanished as I am back in reality, I had to blink a few times as I restrain my psyckic power back within myself.
A strange sense of melancholy fills me, I lost the will to continue testing my limits, more than that though.
A whisper on the wind, my question at the end was answered.
"Isn't it obvious".
The implications to that answer, it only gives me a bitter taste in my mouth and a fleeting moment of dread trying to work its way into my mind.
I knew exactly what would happen if I fully embraced that power. It was true that I wanted that kind of strength, that power would dearly help against serious threats, it would allow to contend with truly horrific monsters.
But the price to pay.
I just came to a world where my humanity could finally come back as a core aspect of myself.
And yet once again I'm given a choice to do away with it for power that came form that THING.
Only this time, I would lose it forever, permanently.
I walked back to my temporary home while I was mulling over the benefits verses the negatives on either accepting such a power and as well as rejecting what that THING had to offer from it.
Its clear a small yet very important part of me is vehemently against accepting that power, it also brought with it a question of just how long that kind of power had been inside me, had it always been there since my first life and I'm only now seeing it after that Entity gave me Primarch Psyckic potential.
Or was it a recent addition just like the change in my body and in reality.
I was deeply conflicted about this, and for once in my life in twisted way I'm glad I finally have no idea what to do about this conundrum.
Many different kinds of thought flowed in and out of my mind, most relating to my internal conflict while few were weak attempts of distraction which were promptly casted aside thanks to my indoctrinated training.
Its at moments like these I wished I should of just joined up with the imperial guard before my induction as a Space Marine, though that would of probably been a bad move.
All my thoughts on the matter now had to be put on hold as I finally reached the house of Alcott's, instead of going through the front door I went around to the side gate leading to their garden and shed.
Once through, I wanted to get inside and further meditate, but I was stopped by the call of the matriarch of the family.
"Ah, Castiel great to see you back, why don't you come to the living room we have guest your familiar with." I paused briefly and quickly went over her words and began thinking about who it is I possibly would be familiar with.
That was made clear once I realised who it was sitting on the couch within my host's home.
"Here she is Panacea, Glory Girl, now you don't need to come back another day" and by her words I eyed the two heroines intently while the blonde merely waved, it was the supposed healer of the two who eyed me with much more intensity along with a lopsided smile as if she was pleased with what she saw.
"Hello Castiel, you wouldn't mind if we had talk, as there are [ANSWERS] I liked to know".
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Captain_Saint
Observer Meddler Annihilator...totally not Evil
I've been thinking about making a side story for my OC to be another Primarch but question is I'm unsure which of the other 17(18) to choose from or if I should do it in the first place.
Thoughts people?
Thoughts people?
My suggestion is that you focus on story in its setting. It's already great and I have much enjoyed the first twenty thousand words.
It is always tempting to rush off and explore new ideas, but each time one does so, it takes a piece of the main story with it. Too many side stories and one is left with nothing but a jumbled mess.
It is always tempting to rush off and explore new ideas, but each time one does so, it takes a piece of the main story with it. Too many side stories and one is left with nothing but a jumbled mess.
I sincerely hope you did not stop a Primarch on Worm is gold simply by the potential want she may do, besides already shows a little bit of what I always imagined that just because the shares are helping the humans deal with Zion doesn't mean they would not take the most data intensive way to go about .
2.2 the Light of an Dark Angel
Captain_Saint
Observer Meddler Annihilator...totally not Evil
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Happy New Year everyone I hope everyone has had a wonderful time with friends and family over the holidays.
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I couldn't really sit down to converse with the unexpected guests the weight from both armor and my own body combined would break the supports in any seating furniture.
So, I had to keep standing, something I prefer to do while they sat.
But why are they here, no, the better question is why this child is here, why has she come to see me of all people, I didn't want to make wild accusations though, but I couldn't help it, centuries of paranoia and being demanded to watch for any signs of treachery and corruption not matter how small had me thinking all the most likely and unlikely possibilities, but this was a child who is a healer and very respected one at that from I've learned from my time here.
I compromised something that I hated doing, using my psychic powers made my eyes glow, all I needed to do was peek a little bit inside Panacea's mind to see just what she was hoping to get out of this exchange and to settle my paranoia, thankfully my face was covered by my winged helm so I wouldn't arouse suspicion.
But I found something, and it made me frown deeply as I saw something so small, I nearly glanced over it, but getting a closer look revealed something more.
"[QUERY] I would like to know how you don't age, I found that your cells do not react properly, their behavior is strange and alien, but more so was that I found something else connected to your biology which mostly affected your brain" those words, that first statement, it all came from whatever was inside that small part of her brain...Oh, I see.
"[You're not Panacea]" My projection affected the child and delivered the message directly to that thing; I could see the shock run over both girls' faces.
"What?" the girl began to look troubled and before she could further talk, I got a response from whatever that thing was.
[AFFIRMATIVE] The girl looked as though she was about to say something but slammed her mouth shut eyes widening with a small amount of horror sweeping in.
"I-I'm b-being Mastered" the reaction from her sister and Miss Alcott nearly mirrored each other.
"[Identify yourself before I do something drastic]" My psychic power began to roll off me in a visible light now as I expanded my will and it took form to isolate whatever was inside the young girl's head, it wasn't a Warp spawn creature, but it was something that had the power to influence the mind.
[DESIGNATION: SHAPER] [OBJECTIVE: ANSWER] [PEACE] So many words and meanings were all packed up in that small string of what was seemingly data translated into a format in which I could understand.
"My Power? I was mastered by my Power" That only made me frown more, not only that I feel my training slowly taking over, but the words also forced me to enter into Victoria's mind as well, and there in nearly the same place as the healer's brain was the same little dot.
[ANSWER] The blonde jolted as that statement was conveyed to me confirming that she too had something similar to this Shaper entity.
A small ping of coldness tried to envelop my mind; my senses reached out into the city once again searching for one child whom I hoped beyond reason was not also affected.
[GREETINGS SUBJECT: ANSWER CASTIEL] Despite the positivity coming from whatever that thing was it forced me to accept a grim conclusion.
[Dinah as well, and likely every other Parahuman] I was foolish, to think that she would be spared, my rage was growing barely being suppressed, I needed to stay calm and deal with these things logically but I was angry, more so at myself for believing that this world would be my chance at returning to a normal life free from the strife that was my last life, angry at the Entity for what it's done to me, but more importantly I was enraged at the thought of these Xenos things inside these Parahumans minds and being the reason for the powers being wielded by so many unworthy humans.
But what they've made clear is that they see me as the solution to an aged old fear that they're seeking to overcome, the trouble is, I'm not sure if I could even acquiesce to their life's goal, a major part of my mind demanded the extermination of such alien filth for daring to infect the human mind much less its form.
It was my humanity that stayed my blade in the material and immaterial, it cried out for a way to resolve this without harming the children and other humans infected with these things.
But if I gave them what they sought it also meant I would have the means to destroy them outside the minds of the children, they would be unused to the new existence that the Warp would give them, and my grandfather's sword would be able to dispose of them with no issues.
[By giving you what you seek how will you all guarantee the safety of your hosts] The response I got from all three of those things was immediate.
[DEAL] [BENEFITS] [ANSWER]
[[[REASSURANCE]]]
They are so desperate for a chance at immortality that they would give up everything they have to live forever.
They could not be that stupid could they, why would they want to give up the power they held for who knows how long, I couldn't trust them, would not trust them until I saw how sincere they were.
But even then there was no guarantee they would even honour the deal.
And what about myself, would I even honor the deal, to parts of myself wanted two completely different things, but one thing I knew I wanted was to get those things out of these children's minds.
"[When Dinah gets home, I will only grant your request, but only After you all have held up your end of the bargain, are we all in agreement]" The response from all three of them was instantaneous and very much conveying an ecstatic positive feeling.
[[[AGREEMENT]]]
Now that was done, I needed to decide upon whether or not to exterminate these creatures once they were in the Immaterium, I had the means and the power to do so, especially if and only if these things abandon all their power and abilities for immortality.
"Miss Alcott, I think it would be imperative for Dinah to finish early today" The mother only numbly nodded as she quickly moved to put on her shoes and collected her keys to drive off to pick up her child and be back here.
The front door closed with the mother phoning the school Admin to inform Dinah that she would be picking her up.
Now that left me with two heroines talking seriously amongst themselves, idly my psychic power was still active ready to be used at a moment's notice, so far I was picking up faint communication messages being relayed to the girls from their respective Brain Xenos.
This left me to my thoughts, I needed to re-examine my future in light of this near-infuriating discovery.
It is possible that every Parahuman on this version of Holy Terra had a Xeno inside their mind, they are beings of immense power, considering they not only can enter the human mind but also grant them powers, to what end, well I now know.
But it was also confusing, they are powerful, that much is obvious, but why do they need to do that to find a solution to entropy, to become immortal, they are also far more advanced than humanity right now, surly they are also extremely intelligent enough to already discover viable options to their goal, why haven't they discovered the Immaterium already when they have demonstrated the ability to enter human minds and in some way grant them the powers they already have.
What's stopping them, and why did they need me to grant their wishes, why would they give up such amazing power for their gaol just because I all but demanded the safety of the children.
It didn't feel right, I felt like I was missing something crucial, but it was frustratingly out of reach.
I pondered on what to do until one thought had me thinking about the Warp spawn, they likely had the answer I was seeking but what stopped me from casting aside this thought process was the fact that the Immaterium was nowhere near the same sort of hazardous toxic environment like it was in my last life.
The ventures in there showed this to be the truth and despite the beings already residing in there being powerful they didn't immediately try to attack me, in fact, most fled once I pulled in my grandfather's sword.
And there was also that distant light along with the strange many-eyed creature which came from it.
Looking at the clock I saw I had time, my mind was all but made up on my next course of action, it was a risky gamble to consort with the Warp spawn but there was simply no one else in this physical world who I could go to relating to the Brain Xenos, no human would know anything and I was most certainly not asking the Entity that brought me here on what it knew, I doubt it even cared about what was going on, only just focusing on getting its entertainment from my struggles.
I sighed and began to concentrate on projecting myself into the Warp.
When I blinked, I found the ever-changing environment of the Warp in view, however, I had placed my projection near that distant light, and even now I was having a variety of second thoughts, a part of my indoctrinated training screamed at how wrong this was, hoping that these things were even remotely friendly was deserving of a death sentence.
With a pulse of power, I sent my intent directly toward the distant light, and all around me, I sought answers to the Brain Xenos.
It didn't take long for the denizens of the Immaterium to swarm my location.
My mind was straining to comprehend the number of Warp spawns that had answered my call, I was also struggling to make sense of the unending number of concepts, feelings, intent, data, and other assortment of ways to convey information.
Thankfully this barrage was slowing down, the horde of lesser Daemons here were being subdued by the presence of many powerful beings that decided to come here, for what reasons I would only guess.
The distant light looked brighter than usual and from it came that same many-eyed creature with the fiery bands of light around it, it didn't say anything, but most of the Warp spawn gave it a wide berth staying well away from it, most just left once they saw it coming which brought down the horde's numbers considerably.
This told me that thing was a kind of Greater Daemon, it also meant it was powerful if it could inflict such an exodus response.
Those that remained were notable only because they radiated power of the same magnitude as that many-eyed creatures, few were eye-catching.
A bird made of a white and golden fire that constantly shifted and swirled, a skeletal horse with an equally skeletal being fused to its back with long limbs holding a scythe while being shrouded in dense black smog, a pitch white winged serpent which was the largest being here circling the entire group several times over, then there was a faceless humanoid with six horns jutting out of its head my eyes struggled to make out its form all I could see was that it was big and small yet the most monstrous and human of all.
These were the most notable, the most powerful, I had already begun the task to manifest the Emperor's Sword to strike these things down should they do anything to threaten me.
But before all that, I needed my answers, and these things were the only ones that humored my call, but I was ready to walk away with nothing should they say nothing.
Reaching within my mind, I pulled out memories of my interaction with the Brain Xenos and projected them across all beings present here.
[Tell me Everything you know about them, and in exchange, I will give knowledge and a favor I will owe each of you, do we have an agreement]
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Happy New Year everyone I hope everyone has had a wonderful time with friends and family over the holidays.
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I couldn't really sit down to converse with the unexpected guests the weight from both armor and my own body combined would break the supports in any seating furniture.
So, I had to keep standing, something I prefer to do while they sat.
But why are they here, no, the better question is why this child is here, why has she come to see me of all people, I didn't want to make wild accusations though, but I couldn't help it, centuries of paranoia and being demanded to watch for any signs of treachery and corruption not matter how small had me thinking all the most likely and unlikely possibilities, but this was a child who is a healer and very respected one at that from I've learned from my time here.
I compromised something that I hated doing, using my psychic powers made my eyes glow, all I needed to do was peek a little bit inside Panacea's mind to see just what she was hoping to get out of this exchange and to settle my paranoia, thankfully my face was covered by my winged helm so I wouldn't arouse suspicion.
But I found something, and it made me frown deeply as I saw something so small, I nearly glanced over it, but getting a closer look revealed something more.
"[QUERY] I would like to know how you don't age, I found that your cells do not react properly, their behavior is strange and alien, but more so was that I found something else connected to your biology which mostly affected your brain" those words, that first statement, it all came from whatever was inside that small part of her brain...Oh, I see.
"[You're not Panacea]" My projection affected the child and delivered the message directly to that thing; I could see the shock run over both girls' faces.
"What?" the girl began to look troubled and before she could further talk, I got a response from whatever that thing was.
[AFFIRMATIVE] The girl looked as though she was about to say something but slammed her mouth shut eyes widening with a small amount of horror sweeping in.
"I-I'm b-being Mastered" the reaction from her sister and Miss Alcott nearly mirrored each other.
"[Identify yourself before I do something drastic]" My psychic power began to roll off me in a visible light now as I expanded my will and it took form to isolate whatever was inside the young girl's head, it wasn't a Warp spawn creature, but it was something that had the power to influence the mind.
[DESIGNATION: SHAPER] [OBJECTIVE: ANSWER] [PEACE] So many words and meanings were all packed up in that small string of what was seemingly data translated into a format in which I could understand.
"My Power? I was mastered by my Power" That only made me frown more, not only that I feel my training slowly taking over, but the words also forced me to enter into Victoria's mind as well, and there in nearly the same place as the healer's brain was the same little dot.
[ANSWER] The blonde jolted as that statement was conveyed to me confirming that she too had something similar to this Shaper entity.
A small ping of coldness tried to envelop my mind; my senses reached out into the city once again searching for one child whom I hoped beyond reason was not also affected.
[GREETINGS SUBJECT: ANSWER CASTIEL] Despite the positivity coming from whatever that thing was it forced me to accept a grim conclusion.
[Dinah as well, and likely every other Parahuman] I was foolish, to think that she would be spared, my rage was growing barely being suppressed, I needed to stay calm and deal with these things logically but I was angry, more so at myself for believing that this world would be my chance at returning to a normal life free from the strife that was my last life, angry at the Entity for what it's done to me, but more importantly I was enraged at the thought of these Xenos things inside these Parahumans minds and being the reason for the powers being wielded by so many unworthy humans.
But what they've made clear is that they see me as the solution to an aged old fear that they're seeking to overcome, the trouble is, I'm not sure if I could even acquiesce to their life's goal, a major part of my mind demanded the extermination of such alien filth for daring to infect the human mind much less its form.
It was my humanity that stayed my blade in the material and immaterial, it cried out for a way to resolve this without harming the children and other humans infected with these things.
But if I gave them what they sought it also meant I would have the means to destroy them outside the minds of the children, they would be unused to the new existence that the Warp would give them, and my grandfather's sword would be able to dispose of them with no issues.
[By giving you what you seek how will you all guarantee the safety of your hosts] The response I got from all three of those things was immediate.
[DEAL] [BENEFITS] [ANSWER]
[[[REASSURANCE]]]
They are so desperate for a chance at immortality that they would give up everything they have to live forever.
They could not be that stupid could they, why would they want to give up the power they held for who knows how long, I couldn't trust them, would not trust them until I saw how sincere they were.
But even then there was no guarantee they would even honour the deal.
And what about myself, would I even honor the deal, to parts of myself wanted two completely different things, but one thing I knew I wanted was to get those things out of these children's minds.
"[When Dinah gets home, I will only grant your request, but only After you all have held up your end of the bargain, are we all in agreement]" The response from all three of them was instantaneous and very much conveying an ecstatic positive feeling.
[[[AGREEMENT]]]
Now that was done, I needed to decide upon whether or not to exterminate these creatures once they were in the Immaterium, I had the means and the power to do so, especially if and only if these things abandon all their power and abilities for immortality.
"Miss Alcott, I think it would be imperative for Dinah to finish early today" The mother only numbly nodded as she quickly moved to put on her shoes and collected her keys to drive off to pick up her child and be back here.
The front door closed with the mother phoning the school Admin to inform Dinah that she would be picking her up.
Now that left me with two heroines talking seriously amongst themselves, idly my psychic power was still active ready to be used at a moment's notice, so far I was picking up faint communication messages being relayed to the girls from their respective Brain Xenos.
This left me to my thoughts, I needed to re-examine my future in light of this near-infuriating discovery.
It is possible that every Parahuman on this version of Holy Terra had a Xeno inside their mind, they are beings of immense power, considering they not only can enter the human mind but also grant them powers, to what end, well I now know.
But it was also confusing, they are powerful, that much is obvious, but why do they need to do that to find a solution to entropy, to become immortal, they are also far more advanced than humanity right now, surly they are also extremely intelligent enough to already discover viable options to their goal, why haven't they discovered the Immaterium already when they have demonstrated the ability to enter human minds and in some way grant them the powers they already have.
What's stopping them, and why did they need me to grant their wishes, why would they give up such amazing power for their gaol just because I all but demanded the safety of the children.
It didn't feel right, I felt like I was missing something crucial, but it was frustratingly out of reach.
I pondered on what to do until one thought had me thinking about the Warp spawn, they likely had the answer I was seeking but what stopped me from casting aside this thought process was the fact that the Immaterium was nowhere near the same sort of hazardous toxic environment like it was in my last life.
The ventures in there showed this to be the truth and despite the beings already residing in there being powerful they didn't immediately try to attack me, in fact, most fled once I pulled in my grandfather's sword.
And there was also that distant light along with the strange many-eyed creature which came from it.
Looking at the clock I saw I had time, my mind was all but made up on my next course of action, it was a risky gamble to consort with the Warp spawn but there was simply no one else in this physical world who I could go to relating to the Brain Xenos, no human would know anything and I was most certainly not asking the Entity that brought me here on what it knew, I doubt it even cared about what was going on, only just focusing on getting its entertainment from my struggles.
I sighed and began to concentrate on projecting myself into the Warp.
When I blinked, I found the ever-changing environment of the Warp in view, however, I had placed my projection near that distant light, and even now I was having a variety of second thoughts, a part of my indoctrinated training screamed at how wrong this was, hoping that these things were even remotely friendly was deserving of a death sentence.
With a pulse of power, I sent my intent directly toward the distant light, and all around me, I sought answers to the Brain Xenos.
It didn't take long for the denizens of the Immaterium to swarm my location.
My mind was straining to comprehend the number of Warp spawns that had answered my call, I was also struggling to make sense of the unending number of concepts, feelings, intent, data, and other assortment of ways to convey information.
Thankfully this barrage was slowing down, the horde of lesser Daemons here were being subdued by the presence of many powerful beings that decided to come here, for what reasons I would only guess.
The distant light looked brighter than usual and from it came that same many-eyed creature with the fiery bands of light around it, it didn't say anything, but most of the Warp spawn gave it a wide berth staying well away from it, most just left once they saw it coming which brought down the horde's numbers considerably.
This told me that thing was a kind of Greater Daemon, it also meant it was powerful if it could inflict such an exodus response.
Those that remained were notable only because they radiated power of the same magnitude as that many-eyed creatures, few were eye-catching.
A bird made of a white and golden fire that constantly shifted and swirled, a skeletal horse with an equally skeletal being fused to its back with long limbs holding a scythe while being shrouded in dense black smog, a pitch white winged serpent which was the largest being here circling the entire group several times over, then there was a faceless humanoid with six horns jutting out of its head my eyes struggled to make out its form all I could see was that it was big and small yet the most monstrous and human of all.
These were the most notable, the most powerful, I had already begun the task to manifest the Emperor's Sword to strike these things down should they do anything to threaten me.
But before all that, I needed my answers, and these things were the only ones that humored my call, but I was ready to walk away with nothing should they say nothing.
Reaching within my mind, I pulled out memories of my interaction with the Brain Xenos and projected them across all beings present here.
[Tell me Everything you know about them, and in exchange, I will give knowledge and a favor I will owe each of you, do we have an agreement]
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Kryptonian Steel
Insects, unworthy of such attention.
- Pronouns
- Alone
Shards want to end entropy This could be seen as them wanting to live forever but you forget that they already do that entropy is what will kill them, not old age.
The Winged Serpent is Quetzalcoatl his colour is white, The Skeletal being a death god I think, the many eyed a angel, the one with horns I have no idea though it is familiar.
Looking good.
There is a typo: [QUEARY] should be [QUERY]
There is a typo: [QUEARY] should be [QUERY]
The m thinking the horned one might be Asian in origin, would be extra funny if they all take on a human or near human form for communication.
I'm also thinking the skeletal one is Death itself, as in the Grim Reaper.
work placement
Captain_Saint
Observer Meddler Annihilator...totally not Evil
I won't be posting for two weeks...maybe, start of next week I have work placement in Aged Care so that's where I'll be.
Captain_Saint
Observer Meddler Annihilator...totally not Evil
the last things I was studying in my unit was Dementia and Palliative Care (Palliative being beside someone in their final moments for those who don't know)
2.3 the Light of an Dark Angel
Captain_Saint
Observer Meddler Annihilator...totally not Evil
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It took a while as I did more work placements in Aged Care over the needed days just to get more hours out of it as the next part of my course will be going into the Disability area and my teacher say we won't get many hours out of that part of course so hence the extended work placement in Aged Care, but I'm nearly done with it and soon I'll be a certified AIN.
So here is the next part, please comment and highlight areas that look stupid or odd, I'd appreciate the feedback.
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It didn't take long for them to give a response, but then again perhaps they didn't, everything was subject to change within the Warp, even time has no defense in this place, though my chronometer showed only 3 minutes had passed the beings here probably took hundreds of years to conclude.
Almost without warning the Shadowed Horseman and the Flaming Bird pulsed across their answer.
A cold dread and an unbearable heat washed over being, I could feel the concepts of acceptance flowing through me as they made their choice, but the favor they wanted out of me was both simple and complex, the request was similar to what the others wanted.
The Many-Eyed flaming being also answered with acceptance, and out all here its way of showing it was too peaceful as a pleasant warmth and something so incredibly serene seemed to rejuvenate my whole being, it was strange so much so I had to actively stop my hand from going down to my sword.
The Winged Serpent also agreed as I felt an intense burning sensation flow through me, I struggled to not cry out in pain, the heat was far greater than the Flaming Bird's response, I could feel my soul being encased in this feeling, the Winged Serpent pulsed another feeling across, again it was acceptance but with far different meaning behind it.
The last being, the Horned Humanoid, it did agree but what it wanted out of securing its aid immediately made me draw my sword and ignite its flames.
[Leave. Now] I suppressed a shudder when its rage flowed through the area only to be subdued by the Many-Eyed being and the Shadowed Horseman, the power I could feel being exuded, and the projected feelings and concepts being thrown about distorted the very space we were in.
I could feel my mind strain under the rapid changes, bright lights to extreme temperatures, and different shapes and ideas assaulted me, but I kept them at bay.
Eventually, the Horned Humanoid vanished, its presence I could feel fleeing this area of the Immaterium.
I let loose a sigh as I allowed my stance to relax and sheath my blade, to those now remaining here they quickly followed through with what I asked them for.
The surrounding area once again distorted into a multitude of colors and twisted in shape which my mind began to strain again, something was dripping out of my eyes, ears, and nose, and I could feel my being trying to adapt to the combined powers of the entities before me as a barrage of images and mountain loads of knowledge threatened to break me.
I could see two spiraling shapes in the void. These shapes were massive, and they stretched on and on, easily eclipsing some of the largest stations and ships from my second life, on closer inspection, I could see that were made of a gleaming crystal and likely other elements, but I could be wrong.
A planet was in view, and these things were headed there, then they seemingly started ejecting hundreds of thousands of small yet colossal fragments of themselves out of their bodies and towards the planet, and these 'Shards' then entered into another plain of existence then attaching themselves to the minds of the 'Host' that they had bonded themselves to.
And then when the 'Host' began experiencing mind breaking amount of negative emotions which poured right into the Immaterium I could see the 'Shard' connect and thus power gained in theme to what had caused them such distress, but what was more damming was the impulses the 'Shard' sent into the mind of the 'Host'.
Conflict, so many of the 'Shards' pushed the desire for conflict through every single 'Host' which caused even more connections from the other dormant 'Shards', but worse still was the breakdown of society, the destruction of order, and the loss of technology reverting the 'Host' species back to lawless savagery, and to make things, even more, worse the two parent creatures released what I could only describe as monsters onto the world further causing death and destruction while also facilitating more connections between 'Shard' and 'Host'.
In the end, the two creatures pulsed, and then every single ejected 'Shard' was ripped away from the 'Host' back into two greater wholes, then with an obscene amount of energy the two beings destroyed the world of the 'Host' species, the detonation propelling the two creatures into the black beyond the star system.
This continued as I saw, again and again, the creatures come to a star system with an intelligent race and infect them with their 'Shards' before repeating the cycle of conflict and death. Hundreds of years, cycles upon cycles of the same thing.
Again, I could see two spiraling shapes in the void heading towards a planet, one that was all too familiar with as they began their cycle once more, but then I saw something that shocked me, another creature seemingly passing by, a lapse in concentration with the beings exchanging 'Shards' and then the death of one of the creatures.
The lone creature mourned, lost without its partner, it then created an avatar, a golden facsimile of a man, searching across the globe for meaning trying to get rid of its pain in committing heroic acts, but still it wondered in despair unable to find the [ANSWER] to the cycle.
But then I think to myself, what would it do where it to realize that the [ANSWER] it and its kinds so desperately searched for was right in front of it?
As the pain and distortion began to fade away, my mind began putting together the information I received, it painted a very grim picture, and a mixture of anger and bitter acceptance flowed through me, I thought I'd finally escaped being embroiled in events which would see the death an entire world, to be free of conflict which would place me in the line of death.
I wanted to be free of such cataclysmic things, but with what I now know, I never had a chance at living a simple normal as can be life even if wanted to, not after this, and especially when I have an Entity that sees me as prime entertainment material.
I couldn't ignore this, I had to face it, I had the means to kill it but to trade blow for blow with such a creature, I wouldn't last long at all, thus I needed power to survive a direct confrontation with it, and I knew exactly where I could get such power.
Drawing my existence into myself all the way to the core of my soul, I metaphysically stood at the closed doors to my true Primarch power, and once again there was only one thing standing in my way to realizing my true self.
The last remnants of my Humanity.
It was as I remember it, small, diminutive, weak, but the light it produced was warm and I could tell it had grown a small amount.
We stood facing each other, knowing why the both of us were here, as I walked further closer to those closed doors, my humanity did nothing to stop me, it knew what had to be done.
But I didn't pass it, kneeling I could see clearly that it was crying, I could feel the sadness and despair along with the bitter acceptance, raising my hands I carefully warped them around my humanity, embracing it in a hug, I felt its tiny limbs reach around my neck.
My vision blurred as I stood up with my humanity in hand, with great effort the last steps I made towards the closed doors were soft and slow as I savored my last moments with my humanity.
With my hand reaching out to grasp the handle I began to open it with little effort, and in that moment with the door opening, a dark gold light downed out my sight and a torrent of power rushed through the likes of which I couldn't truly fathom, I could feel my soul and existence both burn and expand as it was swelling up with this power.
It was amazing, it felt like many weights and restrictions that I didn't know I had begun fading away, everything started to feel so much more enhanced, it was extremely pleasant, but it was unfortunately ruined by one horrible feeling of loss.
I could feel my humanity losing its form, the arms it used to hold itself close to me were gone, and the legs began dissipating along with its torso and head.
I crashed down to my knees as I cradled my humanity, through my blurred vision I saw the last flakes of its form flicker and fade away to nothingness.
"I-I...I'm s-so so-ory" I just looked at my armored-clad hands where my humanity once was balled into fists that shook along with the rest of my body, I was hurting both from this devastating loss and from the influx of power that I opened up, I changed and ascended to a new existence.
Eventually, I pulled myself out of my innermost self and also exited the Immaterium, the Greater Daemons' favors could wait for now as I needed to be alone.
When I opened my eyes, I saw I was still in the living room of the Alcott house, the two heroines were here talking amongst themselves waiting for the matriarch of the family to collect the daughter.
Flexing my psychic power came disturbingly quickly and more precisely as my sight found the location of mother and daughter only now leaving the school, I still had time to myself.
Again, directing my power, I had my being teleported back to the place where I tested the first use of my psychic powers, it was as I remembered it the last time I was here.
And just like last time I let loose my power, and once again the difference between then and now was like how far apart the sun and moon were.
To the on-looker, it was as though the area was bathed in a dark golden coloration which could be seen all the way on the other side of the city.
For me I could feel the waves of power flow off my being and begin to make changes to the surrounding area, dying grass became more vibrant and healthier, the decaying ships and rusted metal began to revert to their prime luster, broken glass and bent frames reformed and buffed out, even the cracked concrete ground and tarmac lost the grime and dust looking as though they were freshly installed,
With conscious thought, I rained in this effect and toned down the blinding light even though I was barely affected at all, but from the reflection of both repaired windows and undisturbed pools of water, I could that my whole body had undergone a dramatic change.
My height stayed the same but the armor I wore had become more decorative with more intrinsically carved iconography of my Chapter, my chest plate seemed larger as did areas on my leg plate and waist, and my power pack was gone almost as in its place was two enormous dark feathered wings that shined the same dark gold and I also seemed to have gained a spiked glowing golden halo that seemed to just float but stayed in close vicinity of my head.
But I didn't care.
An unbelievable amount of unstable psychic power exploded out of my being, I screamed to the high heavens yanking out my grandfather's sword and with unbridled rage and sorrow I unleashed unguided sloppy strikes into my surroundings.
waves of power smashed into everything, once fixed abandoned boats and strewn about crates and other items were disintegrated under my power.
I threw away the sword and shield letting them clatter to the ground as I bolted to one still-standing vessel and let loose a punch coated in my psychic power, I felt no resistance, even though my armored fist clearly struck the vessel the steel and wooden hull simple fell apart and then converted itself into dust and flakes of my psychic power, it felt as though I struck nothing but air.
I came to a stop after a small stumble, my hearts were racing and my breath heaving till I ceased such actions.
The rage and sorrow were dissipating far too quickly, quicker than normal, and I knew why.
Knowing why flared my previous feelings again but only once again being quickly soothed away, now all that was left was bitter understanding.
I reigned in my power, storing it away to be unleashed upon a far more deserving foe than a beach filled with abandoned wet-water vessels, now the surroundings abounded with flakes of my psychic power, dust upon the wind, this area now had an emotional imprint of my despair and sorrow.
Yet I also felt a bit lighter, I dare say there was something positive about my outburst of emotion just now, such a thought was cast aside as I quickly refocused on my next step and onwards.
I had a new mission now, one of grave importance, failure would mean the loss of nearly a thousand versions of Terra spread across this local dimension, and this caused my centuries of training and indoctrination to rage against allowing such a thing to happen.
As I was now, I had a chance to put down that Alien, but what about the populace of Terra and beyond, there was no guarantee that they would survive such a cataclysmic event and I knew this well.
I needed to find the main body and kill it, and to do that would mean connecting my mind with the avatar the creature pilots, but before I would even rush off to make the connection, I needed to build up more resistance to any sort of psychic attacks it may have, and unfortunately, I had favors with beings who could 'help'.
I had a plan now, training to endure psychic attacks and using my true power more effectively, but first I needed to deal with a few children and their Shards.
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It took a while as I did more work placements in Aged Care over the needed days just to get more hours out of it as the next part of my course will be going into the Disability area and my teacher say we won't get many hours out of that part of course so hence the extended work placement in Aged Care, but I'm nearly done with it and soon I'll be a certified AIN.
So here is the next part, please comment and highlight areas that look stupid or odd, I'd appreciate the feedback.
[]
It didn't take long for them to give a response, but then again perhaps they didn't, everything was subject to change within the Warp, even time has no defense in this place, though my chronometer showed only 3 minutes had passed the beings here probably took hundreds of years to conclude.
Almost without warning the Shadowed Horseman and the Flaming Bird pulsed across their answer.
A cold dread and an unbearable heat washed over being, I could feel the concepts of acceptance flowing through me as they made their choice, but the favor they wanted out of me was both simple and complex, the request was similar to what the others wanted.
The Many-Eyed flaming being also answered with acceptance, and out all here its way of showing it was too peaceful as a pleasant warmth and something so incredibly serene seemed to rejuvenate my whole being, it was strange so much so I had to actively stop my hand from going down to my sword.
The Winged Serpent also agreed as I felt an intense burning sensation flow through me, I struggled to not cry out in pain, the heat was far greater than the Flaming Bird's response, I could feel my soul being encased in this feeling, the Winged Serpent pulsed another feeling across, again it was acceptance but with far different meaning behind it.
The last being, the Horned Humanoid, it did agree but what it wanted out of securing its aid immediately made me draw my sword and ignite its flames.
[Leave. Now] I suppressed a shudder when its rage flowed through the area only to be subdued by the Many-Eyed being and the Shadowed Horseman, the power I could feel being exuded, and the projected feelings and concepts being thrown about distorted the very space we were in.
I could feel my mind strain under the rapid changes, bright lights to extreme temperatures, and different shapes and ideas assaulted me, but I kept them at bay.
Eventually, the Horned Humanoid vanished, its presence I could feel fleeing this area of the Immaterium.
I let loose a sigh as I allowed my stance to relax and sheath my blade, to those now remaining here they quickly followed through with what I asked them for.
The surrounding area once again distorted into a multitude of colors and twisted in shape which my mind began to strain again, something was dripping out of my eyes, ears, and nose, and I could feel my being trying to adapt to the combined powers of the entities before me as a barrage of images and mountain loads of knowledge threatened to break me.
I could see two spiraling shapes in the void. These shapes were massive, and they stretched on and on, easily eclipsing some of the largest stations and ships from my second life, on closer inspection, I could see that were made of a gleaming crystal and likely other elements, but I could be wrong.
A planet was in view, and these things were headed there, then they seemingly started ejecting hundreds of thousands of small yet colossal fragments of themselves out of their bodies and towards the planet, and these 'Shards' then entered into another plain of existence then attaching themselves to the minds of the 'Host' that they had bonded themselves to.
And then when the 'Host' began experiencing mind breaking amount of negative emotions which poured right into the Immaterium I could see the 'Shard' connect and thus power gained in theme to what had caused them such distress, but what was more damming was the impulses the 'Shard' sent into the mind of the 'Host'.
Conflict, so many of the 'Shards' pushed the desire for conflict through every single 'Host' which caused even more connections from the other dormant 'Shards', but worse still was the breakdown of society, the destruction of order, and the loss of technology reverting the 'Host' species back to lawless savagery, and to make things, even more, worse the two parent creatures released what I could only describe as monsters onto the world further causing death and destruction while also facilitating more connections between 'Shard' and 'Host'.
In the end, the two creatures pulsed, and then every single ejected 'Shard' was ripped away from the 'Host' back into two greater wholes, then with an obscene amount of energy the two beings destroyed the world of the 'Host' species, the detonation propelling the two creatures into the black beyond the star system.
This continued as I saw, again and again, the creatures come to a star system with an intelligent race and infect them with their 'Shards' before repeating the cycle of conflict and death. Hundreds of years, cycles upon cycles of the same thing.
Again, I could see two spiraling shapes in the void heading towards a planet, one that was all too familiar with as they began their cycle once more, but then I saw something that shocked me, another creature seemingly passing by, a lapse in concentration with the beings exchanging 'Shards' and then the death of one of the creatures.
The lone creature mourned, lost without its partner, it then created an avatar, a golden facsimile of a man, searching across the globe for meaning trying to get rid of its pain in committing heroic acts, but still it wondered in despair unable to find the [ANSWER] to the cycle.
But then I think to myself, what would it do where it to realize that the [ANSWER] it and its kinds so desperately searched for was right in front of it?
As the pain and distortion began to fade away, my mind began putting together the information I received, it painted a very grim picture, and a mixture of anger and bitter acceptance flowed through me, I thought I'd finally escaped being embroiled in events which would see the death an entire world, to be free of conflict which would place me in the line of death.
I wanted to be free of such cataclysmic things, but with what I now know, I never had a chance at living a simple normal as can be life even if wanted to, not after this, and especially when I have an Entity that sees me as prime entertainment material.
I couldn't ignore this, I had to face it, I had the means to kill it but to trade blow for blow with such a creature, I wouldn't last long at all, thus I needed power to survive a direct confrontation with it, and I knew exactly where I could get such power.
Drawing my existence into myself all the way to the core of my soul, I metaphysically stood at the closed doors to my true Primarch power, and once again there was only one thing standing in my way to realizing my true self.
The last remnants of my Humanity.
It was as I remember it, small, diminutive, weak, but the light it produced was warm and I could tell it had grown a small amount.
We stood facing each other, knowing why the both of us were here, as I walked further closer to those closed doors, my humanity did nothing to stop me, it knew what had to be done.
But I didn't pass it, kneeling I could see clearly that it was crying, I could feel the sadness and despair along with the bitter acceptance, raising my hands I carefully warped them around my humanity, embracing it in a hug, I felt its tiny limbs reach around my neck.
My vision blurred as I stood up with my humanity in hand, with great effort the last steps I made towards the closed doors were soft and slow as I savored my last moments with my humanity.
With my hand reaching out to grasp the handle I began to open it with little effort, and in that moment with the door opening, a dark gold light downed out my sight and a torrent of power rushed through the likes of which I couldn't truly fathom, I could feel my soul and existence both burn and expand as it was swelling up with this power.
It was amazing, it felt like many weights and restrictions that I didn't know I had begun fading away, everything started to feel so much more enhanced, it was extremely pleasant, but it was unfortunately ruined by one horrible feeling of loss.
I could feel my humanity losing its form, the arms it used to hold itself close to me were gone, and the legs began dissipating along with its torso and head.
I crashed down to my knees as I cradled my humanity, through my blurred vision I saw the last flakes of its form flicker and fade away to nothingness.
"I-I...I'm s-so so-ory" I just looked at my armored-clad hands where my humanity once was balled into fists that shook along with the rest of my body, I was hurting both from this devastating loss and from the influx of power that I opened up, I changed and ascended to a new existence.
Eventually, I pulled myself out of my innermost self and also exited the Immaterium, the Greater Daemons' favors could wait for now as I needed to be alone.
When I opened my eyes, I saw I was still in the living room of the Alcott house, the two heroines were here talking amongst themselves waiting for the matriarch of the family to collect the daughter.
Flexing my psychic power came disturbingly quickly and more precisely as my sight found the location of mother and daughter only now leaving the school, I still had time to myself.
Again, directing my power, I had my being teleported back to the place where I tested the first use of my psychic powers, it was as I remembered it the last time I was here.
And just like last time I let loose my power, and once again the difference between then and now was like how far apart the sun and moon were.
To the on-looker, it was as though the area was bathed in a dark golden coloration which could be seen all the way on the other side of the city.
For me I could feel the waves of power flow off my being and begin to make changes to the surrounding area, dying grass became more vibrant and healthier, the decaying ships and rusted metal began to revert to their prime luster, broken glass and bent frames reformed and buffed out, even the cracked concrete ground and tarmac lost the grime and dust looking as though they were freshly installed,
With conscious thought, I rained in this effect and toned down the blinding light even though I was barely affected at all, but from the reflection of both repaired windows and undisturbed pools of water, I could that my whole body had undergone a dramatic change.
My height stayed the same but the armor I wore had become more decorative with more intrinsically carved iconography of my Chapter, my chest plate seemed larger as did areas on my leg plate and waist, and my power pack was gone almost as in its place was two enormous dark feathered wings that shined the same dark gold and I also seemed to have gained a spiked glowing golden halo that seemed to just float but stayed in close vicinity of my head.
But I didn't care.
An unbelievable amount of unstable psychic power exploded out of my being, I screamed to the high heavens yanking out my grandfather's sword and with unbridled rage and sorrow I unleashed unguided sloppy strikes into my surroundings.
waves of power smashed into everything, once fixed abandoned boats and strewn about crates and other items were disintegrated under my power.
I threw away the sword and shield letting them clatter to the ground as I bolted to one still-standing vessel and let loose a punch coated in my psychic power, I felt no resistance, even though my armored fist clearly struck the vessel the steel and wooden hull simple fell apart and then converted itself into dust and flakes of my psychic power, it felt as though I struck nothing but air.
I came to a stop after a small stumble, my hearts were racing and my breath heaving till I ceased such actions.
The rage and sorrow were dissipating far too quickly, quicker than normal, and I knew why.
Knowing why flared my previous feelings again but only once again being quickly soothed away, now all that was left was bitter understanding.
I reigned in my power, storing it away to be unleashed upon a far more deserving foe than a beach filled with abandoned wet-water vessels, now the surroundings abounded with flakes of my psychic power, dust upon the wind, this area now had an emotional imprint of my despair and sorrow.
Yet I also felt a bit lighter, I dare say there was something positive about my outburst of emotion just now, such a thought was cast aside as I quickly refocused on my next step and onwards.
I had a new mission now, one of grave importance, failure would mean the loss of nearly a thousand versions of Terra spread across this local dimension, and this caused my centuries of training and indoctrination to rage against allowing such a thing to happen.
As I was now, I had a chance to put down that Alien, but what about the populace of Terra and beyond, there was no guarantee that they would survive such a cataclysmic event and I knew this well.
I needed to find the main body and kill it, and to do that would mean connecting my mind with the avatar the creature pilots, but before I would even rush off to make the connection, I needed to build up more resistance to any sort of psychic attacks it may have, and unfortunately, I had favors with beings who could 'help'.
I had a plan now, training to endure psychic attacks and using my true power more effectively, but first I needed to deal with a few children and their Shards.
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Wildbow actually once answered what would happen if Scion came across a power like magic or someone like superman. He would essentially find a reason to live and tryhard for the win.
MC will not have an easy win no matter what happens.
MC will not have an easy win no matter what happens.
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I find this statement absolutely hilarious during to the very nature of the Warp making it impossible to understand for beings like the Entities.
If the C'Tan who are the very embodiment of the fundamental forces of the material universe BSoD upon seeing it, what makes you think that Xerox C'Tan (Entities) are going to not suffer the same fate
Any power that cost you your humanity is not power you would want. It is definitely trick of Tzeentch at mildest.
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It's not because he wants to understand it, but because it's his role as the warrior entity to fight unknown variables, while the thinkers job is to understand them.
Essentially, fighting this new unknown person is what gives him a reason to exist.
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Ah that makes more sense then. Sorry if I came across as an asshole then