Rising up from a Nobleman to Intergalactic Warlord!!-Chapter 223
---Victor POV---
Heading our separate ways as we reached the reef, Isha and Lileath stuck with me as the others disappeared. Gesturing toward the nearby sea cave we spotted the other night, we swam over and looked inside. Popping our heads into a giant, dimly lit air pocket, the bioluminescent moss on the walls made it appear we were looking up at stars. Climbing onto the rocky floor, I was about to suggest having a look around when Isha grabbed my arm.
“Since we finally have you to ourselves for a moment, there are a few questions we would like to ask you.”, Isha spoke, gathering her courage. “First, and most importantly, why are you hesitating to make a move on Lileath and me? Both of us have stopped just short of begging for your affection and touch. Did we do something to upset you?”
“Please do not tell us you are rethinking our relationship!”, Lileath shouted, grabbing my other arm. “If we are lacking something, let us know now.”
I could clearly see the emotional damage my repeated rejections had caused when I looked them in the eyes. Reaching my hands out, I softly caressed their cheeks with a warm smile.
“I was too blind to see the stress I was putting you through; please forgive me. My rejections were for no other reason than wanting to make things official between us.”, I spoke, retrieving two rings from my inventory. “I have been working on these in secret for a while now. They are a physical representation of the admiration and love I hold for both of you.”
“Are those engagement rings!? Oh, Victor!!”, Lileath screamed, leaping into my arms. “My answer is a resounding yes! Please make me your wife and the mother of your children.”
“Thank Asuryan… I thought Slaanesh had somehow poisoned you against us.”, Isha said, hugging me tightly. “If she had, I was going to choke the bitch to death. In her current state, we are more than capable of handling that cunt.
Slipping the rings onto their fingers, they held them up and took a second to admire them. Inquiring what they were made of, I stated the metal was divine gold and the stones were kyber crystals. Thanking me for the wonderful engagement rings, Lileath was eager to commemorate the moment in this beautiful place.
(AN: Divine gold is from I’m the Evil Lord of an Intergalactic Empire. Liam’s sword is made of it.)
“Now hold on, dear, there was one other thing I wanted to discuss with our husband.”, Isha remarked, giggling with joy. “Victor, there is something that has been bothering me since I met you. May I perform a test on you to investigate something?’
“Uh, sure, I guess…”, I replied, unsure what exactly she had in mind.
Letting go of me, Isha took a step back before placing a hand over my heart. Channeling a bit of Warp energy into my chest, a sudden burst of power flared up within me. As soon as she stopped, a grin formed on Isha’s face, and she began to laugh.
“Hehe, I see now. So that is why I feel a familiar aura about you on occasion.”, Isha spoke. “Victor, are you aware of how your grandfather crafted his twenty sons?”
“I know he used the souls of Lesser Chaos Gods in their creation, but that is it.”, I answered, curious where this was going.
“Our pantheon believed the same, but now we can be certain that is untrue. Your ancestor passed down more than just his genetics; the power used in his creation lies within you. While it slumbers now, with hard work and proper training, you can call upon it in your time of need.”, Isha asserted, grabbing my hand. "You are soul-bound with Starweaver, the eldest child of Dromlach."
(AN: Dromlach is the formal name of the Cosmic Serpent, one of the Aeldari gods.)
Startled to hear this information, the puzzle pieces in my mind started falling into place. On Nirn, I discovered I had the soul of a dragon within me. I thought it was my bond with Lucoa or my reincarnation, but this made more sense. It explained how the Emperor of Mankind knew who I was; the power he gave Aremus passed on to me. This also answered why a delirious Lileath trusted me so quickly when we first met. She unknowingly sensed a kindred spirit in me.
“I… I honestly do not know what to say…”, I remarked, looking down at her. “Will those pose a problem for our relationship?”
“Of course not! If anything, it is a boon for you.”, Isha spoke, smiling brightly. “Your connection to the Warp is pure, untainted by the negative effects of a Lesser Chaos God. Your children will have natural resistance to the Warp’s harmful effects along with potent psychic powers. For us specifically, it means our children will be three-quarters Aeldari deity.”
“Let us also not forget, it means Victor is also highly resistant to that bitch’s corrupted aura. We can rest easy knowing she will be unable to sink her hooks into him.”, Lileath asserted, resting a hand on my chest. "If you ever feel tempted by her physical appearance, please come to us. We will happily let you exhaust yourself with us anytime you wish.”
“Hehe, how about we show you exactly what you can expect from us?”, Isha suggested, licking her lips seductively.
Isha and Lileath tossed their bikinis aside and beckoned me to join them. With no reason to rebuff them, it was time to make up for all my prior rejections. Striding forward, I leaned forward and kissed both women on the lips. As I reached down to scoop them up, an emergency alert from UR-025 and Yamato interrupted our fun.
<Lord Stark, please help Lala-sama and her family! They are currently plummeting toward Terminus in a damaged escape pod. On their current trajectory, the pod will crash a quarter mile from the Tyranid swarm. Please help them!> (Peke)
“Peke… Please tell me this was not the result of another failed experiment.”, I spoke, keeping my anger in check. ‘Of all the fucking times for an emergency to happen, it had to be now. I have been patiently waiting for this moment, and now I get cockblocked… ugh.’
<No, neither Lala nor her sisters were responsible for this. We were about to jump to warp when we unknowingly crashed into a cloaked bioship. For some reason, only the proximity sensors picked up the ship; nothing else did.> (Peke)
‘Since when did the Tyranids acquire camouflaged bioships? Only a few strains have that ability, and none of them are transporters.’, I thought, wondering what exactly was going on over there. “Isha, Lileath… I need to take care of this. Can you wait just a bit longer? I promise to give you my undivided attention for the rest of the afternoon.”
Begrudgingly agreeing to my request, they swore to hold me to my word. Thanking them for their understanding, I kissed the goddesses again before smacking their butts. Giggling in response, Isha and Lileath shooed me away with content smiles.
“Alright, Peke, send me your landing coordinates. I need to grab a few things from my lab, then I will head your way. See you on the ground.”, I said, disconnecting the call. “Jarvis, bring Doombots 100 thru 800 online and prepare the Cyro Cannons. Freezing the damn bugs to absolute zero will make things a lot easier for us.”
<Understood, bringing the Doombots online now, sir. Commander Lawson has requested mechanized support from Dair. Does this meet your approval?> (Jarvis)
“Given the situation, I will allow it.”, I spoke. "We need to purge any data our allies collect on the tech, without exception. The corrupt senators could use it to fearmonger their people into submission.”
Acknowledging my order, Jarvis got to work preparing to scrub the data. Teleporting Stormbreaker to me, I opened a Force Storm and headed home to prepare.
---3rd Person POV---
Returning to her body, Peke popped off Lala’s head to share the wonderful news. Finding Lala, Momo, and Nana frantically working on the pod’s control panels, she inquired if something was wrong. Too engrossed in their work to hear her, Sephie answered on their behalf.
“They are trying to get the pod’s engines online to slow us down. At our current rate of descent, the landing will flatten the five of us like pancakes.”, Sephie said, upset she was useless in this situation. “Are you able to assist them?”
<Of course, Lala-sama programmed most of her knowledge into- > (Peke)
Taking a strong blow to the side of their pod, everyone onboard was flying into the air. No longer in stable free fall, the pod now erratically tumbled through the air. Bouncing off every surface inside, Nana looked out the window at the blurry scenery flying by.
“Oh god… I… I think I am going to hurl…”, Nana spoke, suddenly feeling queasy.
“Do not fucking dare! If I am going to die today, it will not be covered in your vomit!”, Momo snapped, trying to grab hold of something to stop herself.
“Peke, please see what you can do. You are the only one who can somewhat move in here.”, Lala said, floundering around in the air.
Magnetizing her feet to the floor, Peke made her way over to the main control panel on the wall. Probing around for any signs of life, nothing inside the box had power. Following the power wires to a relay box hidden under the floor, she peeled the flooring back to have a look. As she opened the lid, sparks began spewing out from the failed components.
<Lala-sama, I need spare parts.> (Peke)
“I am sorry, Peke. We lost our D-Dials in the ship crash.”, Lala informed her. “You will need to manually bypass the relay box. Hopefully that will bring everything online.”
“Not to put extra pressure on you, Peke, but please hurry.”, Sephie pleaded, watching the blurry cityscape below drawing ever closer. “We are running out of time.”
Getting to work immediately, Peke ripped the relay box out and began twisting wires together. Once the work was done, she attempted to fire the engines but got no response. Double checking her work, the robot determined the pod was completely dead. Left with no other choice, they had only one option left…
<Lala-sama, it is no good. Our only choice now is to escape from the pod using your anti-gravity wings.> (Peke)
“Are you insane?! We are plunging straight into enemy territory. They will shoot us down or snatch us up midair.”, Nana remarked, vehemently against the idea.
“The pod landing is guaranteed death, but there is a chance we can escape the Tyranids.”, Momo argued. “I am willing to risk it because I refuse to give up now.”
Arguing the pros and cons with each other, Sephie looked to Lala for her input. Unsure what to do here, Lala knew both options would get them killed. Staying in the pod would at least ensure a swift and painless death. Taking the opportunity to inform them help was on the way, Peke shouted at everyone to be silent.
<Lord Stark and his men are en route to save us. We just need to reach them before the Tyranids catch us.> (Peke)
Hearing his name, Lala’s face lit up with joy and relief.
“Victor came to save us!!”, Lala giggled, clapping her hands excitedly. “If Victor is here, it is worth trying to run the gambit to reach him. Those bugs are as good as dead with him around.”
“How sure of that are you?”, Nana questioned.
“I am willing to stake my life on it.”, Lala spoke with absolute certainty.
Choosing to believe her sister's assessment of this unfamiliar individual, Nana agreed to take the risk. With everyone onboard now, Peke helped them to the escape hatch. Pulling the emergency release cord, a series of small explosions blew the door off. Completely forgetting about the air pressure difference outside, the five of them were instantly sucked out of the pod.
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