Victory Through Annihilation

[Prologue]

A/N: I decided to make a new version of my previous story 'Escalating Across The Cosmos', this time it won't involve anything biblical, just pure science and maybe some magic but that will be for later arcs also update will be random so don't expect the update to be like the previous one, anyways do enjoy the story everyone.

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(Log 001)

Firstly, Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh! Why are there ducking orcs chasing after me?! Why the heck can they throw energy around like it's it's?! Someone please tell me what's going on?!!!

Emotional Stress Level rising, activating Emotional Inhibitor.

Okay, I managed to get a out of my own system, damn the system work fast, I felt so calm like there's no tomorrow and I am not being chased by giant orks with weird magic tricks.

No this aren't the orks from warhammer 40k, those things are utter nightmares and I don't wanna deal with chaos gods, the imperium, fucking eldar or their edgy cousins or the stupid Tau's.

I'm still confused and wondering why I am a freaking giant robot several foot tall being chased by orks only two meters in sizes.

Did I forget to mention they're thousands if not nearly more from what my sensors were telling me?

Yeah like one's in futuristic games and movies that you often see? Only much more accurate and advance than any of the TV shows or games can conjure up.

Still... I want answer and I want it fast! I have thousands of tribal yet magically enchanced orks that are chasing me for reasons I don't have a clue!

Damn it! Death wasn't supposed to be like this and I'm pretty sure it doesn't involve me being put into an oversized robot that I had no idea what it contains other than what my system is giving me.

Accessing Database... inserting primary data package to Commander XXXX... weapons systems: online, defense systems: online, fabrication systems: online... Cyclop-Class, Legion Commander now at full operation.

Oh, well that changes things quite a bit... alright, you want to fight? I'll show what a real fight is! As any proper ork would say...

WAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!

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(Log 002)

Finally! Some peace and quiet, I'm now at ease that no puny ork that haven't tried to bother me since I woke up in a damn cave and subsequently got attack by those orks afterwards.

Seriously does no one in this planet know the decency of not attacking when someone isn't being hostile? I may be tall and imposing to anyone smaller than me.

That doesn't necessarily mean I'm bad or hostile to anyone... anyway, this all feel so surreal if not for the fact I clearly remember dying.

And not the cliche way, I was just a man that got food poisoned because the damn cook of that restaurant clearly has not checked the food they served to me.

Damn it! Dying like that was unfortunate, but i have no time to complain given whay I am now.

This was so unexpected for me to become a Legion Commander and not to mention have access to their tech, you know from the Planetary Annihilation game.

It's been a while since I'd played that age old game, the nostalgia never fades and I am quite familiar with it, though now that I had ended up being a Legion Commander, a Cyclop-Class ACU was a bit surprising.