I was sitting with my palms pressed against the Gateway as one of my Mind-Cores went through the tedious process of breaking through the locks, I couldn't do it with brute force as that might irrecoverably damage the alien traption so I was left with the slow process of lockpig it if you could call it that. I realized a few days in that if I ged my form the gate would reject my energy, even if I knew how I should mold my energy to gh a lock it wouldn't pass if I wasn't in the previous form. The answer was quite simple in hindsight, my body was based on the Eldar form as the foundation which was also used to el my soul energy, this gave it some distinct Eldar 'fvor' if you will and the Gate could detect that. Still, that barely required my attention anymore, my unfeeling Mind-Core could do more than well enough. My attention was focused on my two drones aboard the two Thunderhawks by now far away from the p, ealy had the minimum required personnel as they weren't going to have either enough time or fuel to return but they didn't o. Their tasks were already pleted as my two drones leapt out of the hulls and into the cold embrace of space to wait for our ravenous guests. I gave a silent thanks to all the humans who personally volunteered for this task, the indomitable human spirit was ed but it was still a magnifit thing to witness in person. I'd have never done something like this, I'm far too selfish and self-preserving. I might help others if I had the leeway to as I was now — I didn't doubt my ability to hole up under a rod wait out the end of the Tyranid invasion — but my survival would always e first, I was like this even in my st life I think but this new body enha to the max and I didn't think it was a harmful instinct for onbsp;I had a weird set of goals for now which I could sum up as follows: Survive, this aramount and every oal would be sidelined or ht igo aplish this, I'm not going back to being that helplessly floating soul from before, nor am I willing to dissemio soul energy. I'll o find ways to get more powerful to aplish this, I 't help but feel like I could have beaten that Lord of ge if it weren't for my ent knowledge about how to use my psychic powers.My grand vision of a futuristic Sci-fi empire with a streamlined and effit ey, architecture and ships. This was such a far-off goal that it was more of a guiding star for the foreseeable future to keep my decisiely cohesive and w towards this one goal. I realized that I was far too whimsical with all this new pot, without dire I'd just get swept around by the currents of fate.And stly: Enjoy life, which was arguably my most important goal so far, seeing as I engineered my body to keep my emotions and such. It was my philosophy that life had no meaning if you didn't enjoy it. I was atheisti my st life so I always believed that I had to make the most of my short life before oblivion cimed me but even with the new text of my reination, I found that way of life appealing, maybe even more so now that I was in this shitty gaxy. What better way to spit in the face of everything and everyohan to enjoy my life? (let's keep it in moderation though, some batshit insane rape-snake is taking 'enjoying life' a bit too far) While that thought ran through my mind I watched the two nding crafts slowly swim through the void as eay droched onto an asteroid in the equivalent of the Kuiper belt in this system, both drones morphed and took on my new Hunter Form which while still remi of the lictor had both visible and hidden improvements. The most visible one was the distinct y facial tentacles, I didn't hose to be flopping all over the pce when it barely took a sed to morph them into being. The rest were much less visible, I tried to ie every upgrade I could from my mutant samples plus the Ambull which I all ma degrees, the result being that this form had immunity to extreme temperatures as well as radiation, acids and corrosive agents even if the st two were more like a very high resistanstead of immunity. The st improvement was quite noticeable, I felt the sor rays touch the drone's armored shell and hummed in satisfa as the millions if not billions of microscopic receptors worked tirelessly to transform those radioactive rays into energy, bio-energy to be exact. I was over the moon when I realized that the energy the Ambulls used was patible with my own, such a hidden-treasures those ugly space cockroaches were. I tried to incorporate some Eldar neural systems and nerves into the Lictor but the two were just inpatible, Eldar was already hard to modify a as the Old Frog assholes perfected them to the high heavens while the Lictor was also uber-specialized and perfected bio-form. Both were 'finished' in a way, I could add some stuff on top but it was plicated and bining the two was destio fail. I might ma iure but I wouldn't lose any sleep over it for now. This meant that my humanoid, or Eldar Form became my go-to Psychi so to speak. At least it had a funality other than looking pretty which tickled my eldritstinct's need for efficy, it turned from subsciously guiding my emotions like before to a little soundless voi the bay head berating me for doing useless things like w on my silky smooth skin or the perfect pt and tilt of my eyes. I could ig by now but it was like scratg an annoying itch when I plied with it, better than before at least but it was still helpful in some instances... I think. I returo the then and now, a sihread of my mind running a quick calcution and giving me aimated ten more hours to break through the gateway. Like some ic joke the gaxy ying ohis was also the moment when my further away bio-drone's most accurate sensors detected gravitational anomalies closing in on it, as the asteroids shifted I looked through its eyes and saw a mass of giant fently floating through the void. I couldn't see all of them but the spearhead-like Narvhal and the humongous bio-ships were visible even from there, hundreds of kilometers away. The thread pinged my main mind again with a new calcution, the Tyranids would arrive at the p i hours, two hours soohan I could opeeway. I waited, my bio-drones sat cloaked in every form of camoufge and invisibility I could throw out as I strained all of my seo track the enemy creep closer and closer with every agonizingly long sed. My mind was running on overdrive, flooded with both of my energies and my perception of time was so ed that if I still had a human brain it'd have been uo keep up with it, luckily Eldar were beings of agility and speed so their rea speed and itive processing was far beyond even superhumans. I dared not check how long I spent like that until a calcution suddenly returned positive, I could reach them. Still, I held myself back. I wahe perfect opportunity to do the most damage possible to them and gain all that I could from these aliens. The moment came when a Narwhal drifted temptingly close to the asteroid one of my drones hid on, I took the opportunity and took full trol of the drones. My tightly coiled muscles released and I fshed through the empty space without the aliens catg sight of me, I flew between the hundreds of smaller bio-ships orbiting the Narwhal with carefully calcuted precision and nded oerior of the monster, my nding dampened by telekinesis. My sed drone didn't stay idle, it also uself but not at the narwhal, while the first's goal was to get me the Tyranid's FTL travel method the sed was going to be the main distra. It nded on a rge bio-ship at the edge of the fleet but it didn't stay on it for long, it jumped between them, carefully avoiding the dete of the swarm of lesser Tyranids as it crept closer and closer to the ter of the fleet. The tration became denser and deowards the ter as the locust-like bioships the size of houses swarmed around protectively the enormous Hive-Ships that were the heart of any Tyranid fleet. I didn't know if the inal Lictor could have gone unnoticed but my improved one did, light itself bent around its form to hide it, its body was the exact temperature of its surrounding void and the slight effect it had on the weave of space-time was silenced by my forceful use of Psychics. I found my target not half an hour after as an especially rge Hive-Ship came into sight in the ter of the whole formation, I could practically feel its weight on the itself as the enormous pressure of the alien Hive-Miended from the ter of it. I had no doubts about the Norn Queen of this fleet being on that one ship. My perfected muscles strained as my soul energy flooded the droo give it that extra push with telekinesis. The drone vanished and not a moment ter crashed through the dense swarm of lesser bio-ships, all sembnce of stealth gone as it bore through them like a ravenous horror before impag the outer hull of the tral Hive-Ship. Large tendrils burst out of its body, covered iro carapace I could make but as it impacted the hull of the ship the eldritch white flesh underh was revealed as it dug into the living ship. Biomatter melted and the alien material that the Tyranid depended on to protect itself became fuel for the drone. Ihan five seds the hull was already being repaired behind the droo keep out the rapidly closing in locusts, with it ihe Hive-Ship I could see a rge shadow below my Soul in the bee active as the a sentienown as the Hive-Mind readied for War. For a single fleeting moment, I gnced into my Mindscape, the representation of my mind and saw two smaller pyramids orbiting the rge tral one, ected to it by cords of brilliant white energy. Both pyramids crumbled as each multiplied and the two became six, each of which ected in a weblike work with the tral Pyramid overbearingly them from the distanbsp;Ba realspace right after both drones bore into the fleshy inside of the ship bio-energy rushed through their still-existiacles as two more frew out of the white material. They didn't take on any sort of humanoid shape, o on a single-minded eating spree as it ed and expanded without any higher thought guiding it while the other ed and assimited in a trolled manner, aiming to dig into the ter of each bioship and disable it before ing it all. The Hunter Droood on standby, rushing forward to sy the stro bio-forms that dared to e close to it or either of its wards. The Narwhal was as good as lost to the Tyranids, it was less armored and it didn't transport many lesser bio-forms on it as its fun was fulfilled as soon as the fleet reached the edge of the system, from then on it was just a useless mass of biomass floating through the void. The tral Hive-Ship was aory entirely, corrosive acid bathed all three drones as Tyranid bio-forms flooded them and cwed, ripped and tore whatever they reached. The somewhat dangerous acid was banished with explosions of Pyrokinesis so my two eldritch drones could eat without worry as my Hunter Dro into the fray and ripped apart dozens of Termagants and Haunts in its way, soon enough the greater bio-forms came to stand in its way but I wasn't pying around now like I was with the Patriarbsp;The first was a ifex and an armored tentacle impaled it before it could as much as scratch the Huhe great being that could terrorize battlefields across the gaxy folded upon itself as the Hunter ed it from the i. The Hunter wasn't aloher, my untrolled eldritch drone was on a rampage, not differentiatiween energy ing from the fleshy walls of the ship and the various moving bio-forms rushing at it as they sunk into the expanding mass of flowing white tendrils. Tyranids were pulled kig and screeg into the ravenous alien that iheir ship, I wondered for a moment how terrifying what I was doing to them would look if our pces were to be switched but I shook it off. Terror was the one on that'd never work oyranids and I had a faint instinct that her would it work on me, even if someone mao break down my mind all they'd find underh was an unfeeling and calg mohat wao eat them for their biomass if someone ever mao break me so much that I couldn't even rebuild my mind that would be the day a monster even more dangerous thayranids was birthed into the gaxy. I doubt anyone could mahat though, hopefully. The Narwhal fell surprisingly easily, I even stepped in to trol the rampaging eldritch drone and tasked a mind thread to guide it to assimite information more effectively. The sed, third and tweh ifexes were felled just as effortlessly as the previous ones as the titanic wave of lesser Tyranids mindlessly leaped into the bottomless abyss that was the eldritch drone. My heart ached as I felt the drone's stores of Bio-energy easily overtake mine and leap into gigantic heights, just a single one of them had hundreds of times the bio-energy than I had at the moment and knowing that I couldn't go and recollect those titanic stores of energy hurt. I just didn't have time to fetch the drones taining the energy and I just couldn't shift energy between my main body and the drones, I was trolling them psychically which wasn't a 'real' e as far as my eldritch body was ed. The ifexes were switched up by Warriors and my Hunter form shifted into my bat form at st as the juiced-up drone based on a Broodlord went toe to toe with the Warrior. I didn't let my urge to test myself against the infamous alie stop me for long as when I mao slip the droh the guard of the Warrior two tendrils burst out of its chest ahrough the Warrior effortlessly. This tinued food while, I worked on lockpig the infuriating Gate as a part of my Mind was incorporating everything my drones were learning of the Narwhal while another was cataloging everything my drones on the Hive-Ship were abs. My library of temptes was expanding rapidly which was a slight sotion seeing how much bio-energy I was going to lose, I sent enough of the stuff with my two droee their whole bodies three times over which was already a heartache to my energy-grubbing self but this was just a bit too mubsp;The Hive-Mind seemed i on making my mood take a nosedive as it started switg up all of the melee units with ranged ones as the Synapse creatures also started going from ifexes and Warriors to much more troublesome and insidious ones. The battlefield was the by-now halfway bored out Hive-ship with half of it covered in twisting white tendrils and the other in a rapidly retreating swarm of Tyranids. On the far edge, a new swarm of bio-forms came into view, Termagants armed with abnormally rge ons lihe still-standing walls as their rger brethren which were no more than bio-ons on legs ambled onto the battlefield and wasted no time before they unloaded the only thing that invenienced me so far, peing rounds of explosive acid and corrosive agents. I was just about to send my bat droo the fray to trim their ranks a bit before I expahe eldritch droo absorb them when a st bio-form came into view, leading a smaller group of hulking creatures behind it that made the itself tremble around them. I zoomed in and right as I thought that was a Hive-Tyrant but the ones behind it were even more annoying. As the Hive Tyrant rushed at my much smaller bat drohe ones behind it split into two groups, rge hulking mohat I identified as Maleceptors rushed in alongside the Hive-Tyrant as the psychic powerhouses that were the Zoanthropes pced themselves strategically along the field and started to bombard my eldritch droh disturbingly powerful Eldritch Bsts or something simir. Each of the new Synapse creatures were psychisters capable of demolishing any human Psyker with little effort and if I remembered correctly a single modified Zoanthrope took down a whole damned Eldar Craftworld. Fug Tyranids, if you won't bee food obediently I'll have to tenderize you first. My Eldritch droreated a bit as its flesh morphed and hundreds of new bat Drones just like the previous one, if without the soul energy juice that o, were rushing at the enemy lines. I wao ly absorb the whole ship initially with as little energy loss as possible so the pnned 'bang' at the end would be rger but if these Xenos wao fight that much I'd give it to them. Ead every one of my bat drones was more than a match for the Psychic creatures as I once again tapped into the and flung Eldritch Bsts, Psychic Fmes and Telekiic bsts left and right using each Drone as a duit for my power. I drew on the again as I did many times sihe Shadow coated the , it was much easier like this as all the annoying demons were sluggish and slow to reay siphoning. Even if I didn't get the abundance of bio-energy I could store up on a sizable amount of soul energy. Silver linings I guess. My bat Drones were not too effective against the Hive-Tyrant as the rge monster was just as fast as them even if I juiced them up on energy and whenever a Tendril tried to poke at it the rge alien jumped back like I did when I found a spider on my pillow ba my st life, it was rather ical if I was being ho if a bit morbid when I thought about that yes, that tendril was the most dangerous thing in the world to that Tyranid. Tyranids were the masters of attrition warfare, they could reuse both their own and the enemy's fallen as reinfort for themselves or ammo or anything they could want. No other for the gaxy could e close to them other than maybe the Orks when they were super juiced up on their WAAAAAGH! Or at least they were before I came into the picture, my drones regeed at visible speeds, healing sshes and tears barely took energy and when fleshborers ate into them all it did was give them the energy to heal themselves and a bit more. Whehe Tyranids mao off one of my drones food by tearing it apart so much that its stores of bio-energy ran out the drones would e their own biomass to give a final 'fuck you' to their enemies as all of the energy gained from them exploded in a sudden burst of fmes and bio-lightning. A hefty little trick I found when pying around with trying to do Biomancy with my bio-energy. I was winning, the enemy forces were dimming visibly and my sed eldritch drone didn't stop eating through the hull for even a moment as the other was forced to tackle with the Tyranids. I didn't know if the Norn Queen was going to be challenging to fight or if it had a Norn Emissary (which I highly doubt ) but the drone was getting close and there was nothing the Hive Tyrant could do. Yeah, the Hive-Tyrant was sughtering my drones left and right, even a nick of its rge bio-swords was enough to maul my drones and take them out of a fight for the few seds it took them tee. My forces were also getting killed even if much less than the enemy forces were but new drones were climbing out of my writhing white drone every sed. I was winning so far. I checked over my mind taking care of lockpig the Gate. One lock remaining, around twenty minutes and we get out of here. Still being here when the psychic backsh of the Norn Queen's death reached the p wouldn't be good for our health so I'd have to time it perfectly. What was I fetting? I knew I was fetting something, somehow. "CAPTAIN THE BUGS REACHED THE PLA, WE HAVE ENEMIES INING IN FIVE MINUTES." Fubsp; P3t1

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