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The Shattering, Chapter 22

“You’re an Iron Man?” The anomalous being asked, frowning.

Beside the creature was his son, another anomaly, but of a far lesser magnitude, despite the greater height. Argall was likely some form of hyper-engineered super human, imbued with aetheric properties, not a member of a different race altogether; Khoteph’s human side actually found the lad to be rather fascinating. Argall, in fact, reminded him of a genetic research project that was spearheaded by the mos...

The Honored One, Chapter 26

“Are you guys alright?”

“Yes, hiding ourselves from perception requires no effort on our part and we can sustain it indefinitely,” Larkin answered. Tanya stood and huddled by her father’s side. “But, Satoru; how long will we be confined in this xeno planet? Their food is... acceptable, but every second we spend here brings us further and further away from the God Emperor’s light.”

“Dude, calm down.” Satoru tapped his hand ...

A Guardsman's Game, Chapter 41

The planet on which he’d awoken was, fortunately, not beset by the forces of Chaos or any Xenos race. It was a planet of humans, ruled entirely by humans – as far as he was aware. By far, it was one of the strangest worlds he’d ever seen; the whole surface of it was just one big city, covering every single inch of land in concrete and metal. There were no oceans; all the water flowed through gargantuan tubes that stretched across the breadth of the whole planet – a single, co...

The Shattering, Chapter 21

“Only by joining together can we survive that which is coming for us.” Argall wooed the masses, Argall noted. Thousands of people seemed to cling to everything his son said as though they were enthralled by the very sound of his voice. That said, Argall was an excellent statesman, even without his peculiar charisma. He would’ve made for an excellent writer or speaker. The crowds began erupting into faint cheers. But his son was not finished talking. Argall raised his fist high ...

The Honored One, Chapter 25

The trickle of Cursed Energy he received from those who believed in him was almost non-existent, at best, so tiny that he wouldn’t have noticed it without Six-Eyes. But it was there; that part couldn’t be denied. Was this the way forward? Was this the path to achieving True Limitless? After all, having a limited amount of CE was kind of a hard limit, wasn’t it? If he could get enough of these Aeldari to worship him, then it was possible for him – in...

A Guardsman's Game, Chapter 40

“You still haven’t fully grasped just what it is I’m trying to teach you, Perry.” Khars muttered as I threw a litany of offensive moves at him – a punch here, a kick there. He evaded each of them, but in such a way as to appear as though he hadn’t moved at all. His mastery of martial arts far eclipsed my meager understanding of [Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist] and it showed. “But that, ironically, should be the least of your worries. Right now, why is it that you cannot hit me?...

A Guardsman's Game, Chapter 39

Khars sent a punch right at me. My eyes widened. Too fast. Way too fast. I held up both forearms to try and protect my head. But the Custodian merely diverted his blow. His fist crashed into my chest. I applied the most basic form of redirection to soften the blow by twisting my body at the last possible moment. Despite that, Khars’ attack shattered just about every bone in my torso, rupturing every single organ, before sending me flying away into a wall. When I crashed onto the surface, I ...

The Honored One, Chapter 24

“There’s the abomination!”

“Destroy it!”

Maybe, he should’ve seen this coming, Satoru mused. After all, his very presence would uproot quite a lot of Aeldari culture, if Caoimhe’s words were to be believed. They lived their whole life in fear of the Thirsty Bitch, dedicating their whole lives to practice restraint and a whole bunch of other ritualistic things that were designed to prolong the inevitable for as long as possible, to stave ...

The Shattering, Chapter 20

Not human.

The scanners, capable of detecting just about any physical thing, including the genetics of any living creature, pinged that the humanoid thing that flew into the human encampment, carrying a Rangdan Monolith, which weighed a staggering five hundred metric tons, was most definitely not a member of the Homo Sapiens race. Its genetics, however, were incredibly interesting, the sort of stuff that would occupy a biologist for a hundred years and then some.

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The Shattering, Chapter 19

“I kind of already knew that, dad,” Sereen smiled. “You hid it really well, but there were a bunch of times when I noticed something was off. Do you remember that explosion in the mines near Alka about five years ago?”

“I do.” nodded. He remembered it well enough. He and Sereen just happened to be passing through when a bunch of workers thought it was a good idea to use explosives within a mine shaft. It was not, in fact, a good idea. The explosion they used ignited some for...

The Honored One, Chapter 23

Satoru wondered how many human beings had once stood where he stood, and looked upon the sight before him. Probably none. Or, if there were at all, probably very few. Because, this was... something else entirely, something he’d never once imagined in all of his years of existence and life. Not once did Satoru consider the possibility that he’d be welcomed by an alien race into their home, their moon-sized vessel. Not even in his wildest dreams.

But this, before him now, a sight disp...

A Guardsman's Game, Chapter 38

As I was sent to the floor for what must’ve been the hundredth time, I realized that maybe I was going about this the wrong way. I gained no real ground against Lord Khars. Not only was he stronger, he was also faster and far more resilient; it was no real physical contest. I couldn’t outmuscle him or outlast him. Even if I gained the ability to maximize the use of the form I held now, it would do little against him. Each time I attempted an attack or mustered a defense, he’d put me on ...

The Shattering, Chapter 18

“Sereen!” Thragg swooped low. He didn’t even care that there were people who saw him fly down from the sky, carrying a massive black stone monolith with his bare hands as though it weighed absolutely nothing. Strangely, the whole thing was actually quite heavy for its size, weighing in at nearly five hundred tons, maybe a little less; it was hard to accurately gauge the heft of objects that were less than a thousand tons. That said, Thragg simply dropped the monolith on the outskirts of...

The Honored One, Chapter 22

“And that’s how She-Who-Thirsts came to have ownership over the soul of very single Eldar in all of existence.” The Farseer, Caoimhe, explained, narrating the story of how the Eldar came to be where they are now, fractured and scattered, weakened and close to extinction, but still fighting and hoping for a better tomorrow – just like everyone else, really. The short story was that this whole galaxy sounded like it was totally fucking fucked and that hope came in little or no supply; s...

A Guardsman's Game, Chapter 37

I stumbled and fell, instantly and immediately brought low when Khars caught my hand, broke it, and then slammed me into the ground, all of it done within the span of a single millisecond. The only reason I even noticed what he’d done was because I was in my Enhanced Human form, which gave me the senses of an Astartes, but not the size or stature – none of the bulky physical aspects. So, I was as fast as an Astartes and almost as strong – at least, when they were outside their Power Arm...

New Fic Idea

So, after toying around with a bunch of Worm ideas, I decided to scrap everything for now as something really interesting came to me in a dream.

So, the general gist of it is that it's an ASOIAF/Warhammer 40k crossover. The main character is an Imperium heretic who died, after realizing chaos had nothing to offer him, but neither did the Imperium, which was why he turned heretic/rebel to begin with. In his death, the Great Other reaches out to him and offers to make him its avatar, in...

The Shattering, Chapter 17

Argall stared at the tall, gaunt, skeletal robot dressed in ornate armor and wielding a cackling staff, standing right before him, who was also most definitely staring back at him. This was an Iron Man? Well, that name was a bit misleading, because this... mechanized entity was neither made of iron and neither was it in the shape of a man. Though, admittedly, the shape of the skeleton was somewhat humanoid. The hunch gave it away. Unless this machine was modeled after someone with some form o...

The Honored One, Chapter 21

When he was a kid, Satoru once heard someone say on a TV talk show, “Making your first million dollars is the hard part; after that, making your second million dollars is going to be much easier.” Well, he wasn’t sure about the money thing, since he was filthy rich from the Gojo Clan’s treasury, accumulated over hundreds of years, which meant he could buy just about anything he wanted, the idea of it, however, stuck quite well. For instance, it took him a very long time to figure out ...

A Guardsman's Game, Chapter 36

Perry hadn’t caught on or understood what it was they were doing. And, he figured, that was likely for the best. It meant he was able to test him as much as he wanted, without his main subject realizing what was going on, which garnered the best results. Cegorach’s sudden arrival hadn’t been unexpected. He’d had dealings and exchanges with the Aeldari Trickster God before and Cegorach had been strangely pleasant and easy to talk to once he figured out the motive and the reasoning behi...

The Shattering, Chapter 16

“What are you?” The dark and powerful voice boomed across the bridge, shattering dozens of the crimson, crystalline growths in a cascade of shards and red blotches. The entirety of the vessel shook. And Thragg’s eyes narrowed. This... this presence wasn’t something he could take easily. There was no weakness in it, no cowardice. It was the magnitude borne of eons of existence, the sort of entities that were often worshiped as gods by lesser races or became gods themse...

The Honored One, Chapter 20

Satoru quickly snuffed out the minuscule volume of True Negative Cursed Energy he’d created, letting it dissipate into the air. Summoning that tiny sliver had been painfully difficult, but he’d done it and, for some reason that he still couldn’t quite figure out, exposure to True Negative Cursed Energy had debilitated the Eldar, sending them all to the floor, dangerously close to death, he figured. What the fuck? That didn’t make sense... unless... unless they were artificial 2024-02-24 01:54:10 +0000 UTC View Post