I jogged slowly through the building, following my inhuman sense of smell to any room that might be iing or one of the personal rooms of the governor. Although I didn't hope for much I was still underwhelmed by the automatic defences put in pce here. Yeah I know, abomielligend all that but a simple if(sensor=1) trigger explosion; couldn't be that hard? Right? This was still a sce fi universe with humanity 38 thousand years ter than my own. I khey regressed rather hard and had the dark age of teology with killer AIs running around but damnit. I kicked the test object which caused my irritation to spike. This grotesque piece of crap dropped on my head when I opened a door. I was initially ecstatic that they could make an automatisor but then realized after looking through it that this moron. I kicked the grotesque mix of mae and lobotomized human still trying to grab onto the sguo it despite missing all of its limbs food measure and to make myself clear. "Please tell me they at least have a skitarii stuffed in here somewhere," I looked pleadingly at the foamior but it just filed around, "Yeah I thought so," I nodded and patted its ugly ass head. "I'll put you out of your misery," tendrils extended from my arm and pierced through the ugly hideous thing, ravaging its body and then expanding to absorb it. The cyberics left behind were mucky and far below the standard of what I would put into my body but they were at least of blood. My soul vision which was superseded above my real one saw a single slight light blink out of existen the dark waters below me, my sight cleared right after the Lictor died by the way but I still wasn't willing to mess with this thing. As long as I didn't fuck with the disturbing o it shouldn't fuck with me. I knew I was a rather high grade in the physical department, with my biomatter replication and biomanipution which gave me absurd healing but I didn't know anything about how my soul would fare against the abominations hidih the veil of reality. There were a few options I thought of though, firstly I could be a Bnk, a person with a ive soul which repelled the from itself but I didn't think that was likely. The others were the different grades on the psychic scale, it went from being a psychic amoeba, like those blue weirdoes with vaginas on their foreheads, to a psychic rat like average humans that were somewhat useful for being food (for demons) but they'd rather find something tastier and this was the same with losyker. They had shit powers, were hated and sometimes fed to the emperor but demons found them a bit more tasty than the average human. Then came the ohat were like an open invitation for any and all demons to soul-rape you for a few millennia for fun before eating you like Alpha aa-level psykers, there was also a brief gap betweewo where most of the most well-known psykers were at. Just below greater demons going out of their way to eat you while also having rather potent powers. Most of the people in this category were still fed to the emperor or just killed as trolling psychic power while a horde of demons gnawing at your soul be rather hard and most people fail at it. I wasn't sure whie I'd be but I'm perfectly happy with the way I am, though I wouldn't say no to being a bnk. If one of those uglies ier could reach out and grab at me I robably fucked no matter how powerful my material body is. It was a stant worry in the bay mind that I was failing to suppress and my thoughts went spiralling like they'd just done, not that I could do anything about it. I was scared okay? I've liked reading horror short stories and more than a few involve soul-vore, I was hoping by being a tle soul just sitting outside of the water they'd opt for easier food. I hoped, but the worry remained, fug demons. This gaxy was so fucked up, no the whole universe was fucked up, the axies are supposedly filled with flesh-eating bugs and loads of meathead orbsp;Well, I couldn't say that the appeal of it to me personally was lost on me, both were rather fond of direct melee fighting while not wearing too much armour so they might as well post a sticker saying 'free meal' on their foreheads. Maybe I should just leave this gaxy the first time I get the opportunity to, fuck fighting Nes, space elves, blue assholes and whatever you could call the imperium. No, I 't give up before even trying. At the very least I have to get a sample of each species, I was sure an Eldar would give me some idea about how to upgrade my human form further, I might as well give myself ears like theirs in this for, I think it'd look cool on me. My daydreaming came to an end as I poked my head inside a room stinking of iron, mould, rust and oil, so much fug oil. Yep just as I thought, it was the room housing a bunaes. I wasn't a meic or an engineer but I knew I'd be g if I was, these things were so horrendously ugly and impractical that it hurt to look at. The human obsession with circumventing using AI and their teological degradatiohem with this mess. If I remember right only tech priests could even interface with maes so I had no ce of getting information out of these, no monitor, no mouse and keyboard just a bunch of block maes covered in holy oil so their mae spirits won't throw a fit. It worked somehow and shitty maes like this carried a gaxy-spanning human empire on their backs. If they were as shit as they looked humanity would have fallen long ago so they 't be that bad. I narrowed my eyes at the thing, it had gears, why did a puter have gears? Anyway, I couldn't associate this with the teeeded to run this p even but these people could make w spaceships. We couldn't make those ba my time, how could these weirdoes with a toaster fetish ma? I pulled my head bad headed for another room, this one was giving me a headache, good to know I could still get those. I disregarded dozens of rooms only giving a few mio one or two which had some books in them but I only found a recipe book and other simir things. I only glimpsed at a few of the recipes and even my alien stomach was recoiling. These people were crazy, just putting all the spices you could buy on your food that didn't make it good or luxurious and that was disregarding the fact that they ate parts of animals that were better left unnamed. So all in all it was a weird mix of Indian and Scottish cuisine. "Okay, let's head up a floor, I learned more than I wanted on this one," I murmured to myself, I wasn't sure if it was my narcissism enjoying the sound of my newer voice or if I was just going crazy from being alone for so long. I expected many things to be used as a defen a building as important as this, automatically log doors being among my guesses. What I didn't think was that they would use two-meter-thick reinforced ferrocrete doors that were more like walls that dropped down from the ceiling. I wasn't b to hide by now, fully relying on my Lictor form to take the beating should I step into a trap but this was just pin annoying. I had to spend the hging through the walls as there was one every fifty or so meters, sealing off my way forwards. I wasn't even to bme for these being here as they were already down by the time I got to the floor. not that I think they did much based on the molten one leading to the floor. It was grating and monotonous and it didn't help that it was fruitless in the end as the whole floor was just luxurious bedrooms, swimming pools, massage rooms, saunas and everything you could imagine. I made sure to test the strength of my lictor from all of the shitty marble statues that depicted the same man, the governor, based on the obnoxious title written on the base of ead every one of them. I felt a bit better about my own budding narcissism, pared to this dude I was the epitome of humility. I made my , through the molten drop--door and headed up to the floor. If I remember right this was the sed to st one, with the governor's personal living space beiher here or oop floor. If I was a betting girl I'd bet on his office being right oop of the spire, allowing him to be oop of the world both in power, prestige and physically. Once I got to expl the floor I realized I wouldn't be finding much of use here, this was evidently the pce where the people guarding the governor made their heroic st stand and the se I saw the moment I entered was quite evident of that fabsp;Bodies were strewn around, ripped, cwed, and cheart with those being just a few of the many grotesque ends the unfortunate humans here had to ehe furniture was gohe walls were demolished and she'd have questioned how the floor still had the structural iy to hold up the rest of the building were it not for six huge pilrs still standing strong. Blood, vomit arails covered the brutalized interior of the floor and I had a difficult time trying to figure out what kind of floor this could have been. I was a bit fused about why the bodies were left ued after their deaths unlike all of the other bodies I found so far. I thought they would have collected them all for those rituals. While it was surely iing this was also a fihat has bee behind just for me so I wasn't going to let it go to was despite it being a bit rotten. Uh the bodies down a few floors, I had a hard time empathizing with patches of blood and scattered entrails, the remains didn't even resemble humans in any way so I was only sure they were humans once I absorbed them. My whole body recoiled in disgust as everything was absorbed into me, what was this? I felt like someone just shoved the most disgusting piece of dung straight into my nose while shoving a soy throat that hasn't been washed in years. The worst part was that I wasn't feeling it through my nose or my mouth or even my body, the disgust resouhroughout my whole being and I felt sick for the first time I'd arrived here. It was my soul, along with the biomass I had absorbed a small part of the dark sea also floated up towards my soul. It was darker thaer and it carried a feeling of untrolble chaos with a tint of blood ah. It wasn't a soul aher was it a demon, I knew how those looked, I'd spent that much time staring into the Abyss but it was unmistakably corrupted by demons of the blood god if my feelings weren't trig me. The murky water that I ko be energy spread over the skin of my soul form, I was still uo do much else than fil in panic but unlike how I expected it to seep into me and corrupt my soul, slowly driving me insane or worse it was the opposite. It slowly lost its disgusting tint and along with it I regained trol of myself, I realized barely a few seds had passed but it felt like mio me a when I refocused on my soul self the small patch of energy was coating it like a sed skin but it didn't have any of the feelings I'd associated with the . It was clear and pure, an energy of the soul and nothing else, left ued by the infinite monsters of the immaterial. I marvelled at it a bit but I was snapped bato my material body by my instincts telling me I had absorbed something new, it had traces of humanity in it but it was both more and less. It had faint signs of the greathat once was but it was buried under many millennia of degradation. It wasn't mud it was far from a full sample, with this small one being once a few litres of blood mixed in with all the gore. "Now let's see what the hell I'd just eaten," I growled out, I delved into the information collected from it a my frown dissolve into a grin. "Thanks for your donation," I giggled a bit. P3t1

  Sry for the fewer chapter, I've been focused on writing the first feters of my inal web novel and was absorbed in that, I might post that here too or over on RR:https:///profile/289601I already have aroun 28k words written but I'm doing som touchups still.I will probably write some chapters for either this or the Marvel fanfic along the way but I think that is going to be my focus for now.Sry for those who want daily uploads.