I wanted to cry... Just a little mind you.
I awoke from my stupor from the deep meditation session I had that linked me to Yaoshi the Aeon of Abundance.
And after staring blankly at the ship's ceiling. Yup I still wanted to cry, shit myself and cry while screaming all the while actually.
Because who fuck throws someone into a fusion universe of Warhammer 40k, Mass Effect, Halo, and Star Wars?
I wasn't lying when I swore to hit my sponsor with a fucking hammer when I found him. That wasn't in the slightest a joke or a reference.
Then as I stared at the ceiling and mentally screamed at the thought of the Flood, Orks, Tyrannids and crazy Forerunner's running around. I realized something with a mad cackle escaping me.
It all made sense! Fucking Fay the Jedi master was an Eldar all the while! The Necron's helpled guide the Mass Effect Galaxy to fuse more 'safely' into this Star Wars Galaxy. And hell the weapons, and mind control tech the Reaper's used could have referenced Necron tech as well!
And the horrible war mounts and bio ships that the Yuuzhan Vong used. That in more recent centuries had gotten far stronger and more dangerous. It was damn near certainly they had come into contact with the Tyrannids in the dark void of space past the rim of the galaxy.
'Fuuuuuuck! Let the galaxy. No the entire Universe burn! Nanook! I have brought you destruction!" I mentally screamed.
I felt the connection with Nanook, the Aeon of Destruction shift at the 'madness' in my voice. He seemningly took in my surroundings. Saw me just lying there with a dull look and then just gave me a look of dissapointment before a crackling voice entered my mind.
[Don't call upon my name until it's the day a planet dies.]
And then Nanook all but closed the connection between us as he probably went back to focusing on the Honkai Star Rail Universe. Probably to go blow up another planet or something.
I was silent for a good while and then I sighed and said helplessly. "I bet the other leader's of the Senate and Citadel Space knows about these other galaxies as well. As the Necron's Tyrannid's and the fucking Flood are anything but subtle."
Honestly I was also curious about what the time period for the Imperium of Man was right now? Was it Pre-Heresy? Was it at the 'current' 40k and change era?
The reality was that I had no true answer currently. But still, at the end of the day. All that bullshit was several... Tens of thousands of light years away at the very least. Even with the best hyper drives and or slip space drives it would take an extremely long time to get here anyway.
I needed to focus on the now. On the today.
I just had to embrace today and not regret the yesterday in fear of tommorrow.
I exhaled with a helpless chuckle escaping me as I sat up properly and with a crack in my back as I stretched. I took out my data slate, and responded to a message from Talon. Giving the order for us to leave.
As the almost bioship I had made hummed to life. I coudn't help but wonder about the flip side of things of the HSR universe which was actually just as shitty as this fusion of scifi universes. Because the Flood had nothing on the likes of the truly horrible Abundance Abominations.
'I wonder if after Yaoshi makes a connection between universes with the help of Nous the Erudition or Aha the Elation. If I can actually make contact with the natives of the HSR universe?
Because if I could get the help of Ruan Mei or the Xianzhou themselves to help me build and augment my planned colony ship that would be alive with the power of Abundance. That could greatly help to say the least!
But sadly I wasn't a 'super' genius so I coudn't connect to their genius's with a direct connection through Nous. Nor could Yaoshi or Nanook help me in that case either...
Because both of the Aeon's I was close to were uhh... Kinda hated by either almost literally everyone in existence. Or by simply a large majority.
Then Talon messaged me again after the ship left the atmosphere of Tattoine and we entered Hyperspace.
[Would you like to learn the basics of light saber combat?]
Although Talon was a failure of a sith, she was mentally stronger after being broken by me so I was curious to see how well she could actually teach me lightsaber forms and dueling...
Also just learning how to properly make sure I didn't cut off one of my own limbs with the lightsaber would be awesome!
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The seven forms of lightsaber combat were very varied but it really, really didn't take me long to figure out that Shien/Djem So was my favored stance. Not only that, but only after a few minutes as we 'sparred' to find out what fit me.
Talon noted that I clearly was suited for dual wielding light saber's as I was always half focused on throwing side attacks, energy attacks and other things in slashing motions to begin with.
So it took another good while. But soon enough, we milled out another lightsaber for me and with some new kyber crystals on hand. I was able to choose a crystal that actually resonated with me.
A crisp crackle rang out as my new lightsaber hummed to life and at the sight of it's color I actually chuckled as it truly made sense. "Purple huh.. It fits me I suppose."
As the color purple for lightsaber's infered to the weilder having a sense or moral ambiguity or likewise reaching a balance between the dark side and light of the force.
And I was definitely neither a jedi or a sith following either mindsets. I did want more power yes. But I wasn't ruthless to the point of being willing to do anything for said power.
Afterall... If I was willing. Nanook would be perfectly happy to reforge my body with his golden blood. But in doing so, in gaining power that would allow me to likely throw hands with a Chaos God I would lose myself in Destruction's essence.
Then as I held the two lightsabers in my hand. One red, and one black. I realized that if I soothed the red Kyrat dragon pearl. The light saber's beam would turn white instead of red.
And a white and purple, maybe black light saber set sounded better... Along with just feeling right somehow. Like balance was truly reached.
"Now Shien and Djem So are to parts of a coin. Either version of the form is very counter heavy. But Shien is also a bridge to other forms that allow more Force enhancements. As it's not uncommon for Shien or Djem So user's to be brutes who overpowers others with power before surprising an opponent with a brutal counter!" Talon explained.
With a flick of my wrists, I held both lightsabers behind me in a backhanded grip... And as I shifted my grip slightly so I could free up my finger and pointer fingers.
So that I could still throw force lightning and even smaller energy bolts of pure Destruction. I realized this was truly my jam. Star Killer's infamous stance was very heavily offensive-based, and it's defense was normally lacking.
But that was only if I had a single lightsaber. With two lightsabers, I could cover alot more ground.
Loud crackles of lightning and energy beams meeting rang out in the reinforced cargo hold as Talon and I began a deadly dance that was vaguely called sparring.
As I wasn't messing around on my end. Even when she hit me with her light saber... It was almost at full power so I would be horribly burnt and fried with fourth-degree burns.
But I pushed through that. I used the Power of Abundance to heal those grevious wounds in real time as I realized the most powerful trick I had with my insane regeneration. I could take a 'lethal' chest wound in order to deal an even further lethal wound to my opponent.
As even Talon after being hit twice by my low-power lightsabers that would just give surface burns got caught off guard after stabbing her own lightsaber through my chest.
And even as my blood flashed inside my body, my organs turned to ashes. I was able to club her over the head with my own lightsaber.
In turn I would be forced to be laid out on the ground right after hitting her on the head for a good twenty minutes as I healed those... Horrifically painful wounds that were no doubt going to give me nightmares.
'If someone has Wolverine-level regeneration besides healing brain matter. If I don't use it, I would be a damned idiot. Still, it fucking hurts though!' I thought with a scowl.
As it turns out. Feeling every bit of your stomach getting turned into ashes via super-heated plasma and then it quickly regrowing inside of you was a damned painful thing.