The void.
Ah, how do i describe such a realm?
Splintered across hundreds of factions, possibly more, with subfactions....
No wonder they always have a civil war.
Alas, we speak of a rare time where one of the two AVG's take a break.
A break....in th...
(GOV: Hello ladies and gentlemen, it is me. The guy who doesn't says his name. And you never will know.)
She looked around, Wait, this isn't earth. Reach? Shit. She should've updated the navigation system.
Oh look, a covenant carrier. She pointed toward it- Wait, is Noble team fighting in it yet? No, it's way before that.
Pointing toward it, she forced the MAC turrets to turn, creating ammunition inside of them. Which side does she take, actually. Human? Alien? Insurrection? Neutral?
She'd have to choose eventually, time is not- Wait, wait, no. She has complete control over time, she can take as long as she needs.
(A/N: i still can't believe that you call reality benders 'basic grunts'. Do you kill gods for a living?)
She ignored the voice in her head. Wait, she actually does do that.
Should she attempt singing? Wait, no, why would she?
She should probably get back to the relevant topic. Which side does she kill? The answer is obvious. Or is it, she actually doesn't know.
(GOV: fuck it, WoS decides.) (A/N: down to good old luck again?) (GOV: That was two times. Okay, yes, i killed biblical god in a D20 roll canonically. But it was an accident. Didn't mean to one shot him.) (A/N: it was the funniest part of that event. God, i wish i had roblox during that.)
She really needed a way to block out these voices. Wait, she does. It's called muting.
(A/N: SHIT SHE'S TOO SELF AWARE, SHU)
Much better. She thought. Okay, now she knows who to kill.
The MAC cannons proceeded to utterly annihilate the alien carrier. Huh, she might've put a bit too much energy into them. Hopefully no one important died.
How does she prove that she owns this ship? She knows. Make a crew without free will. What are they gonna do, say no?
Focusing on the current task, she began constructing millions of, soulless beings. Wait, no, it needs to be more human. Giving them souls and free will, she finally made the decision.
Actually, let's give them hazmat gear. She decided.
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This was a little overkill for the standard crew. Wait, she also needs marines, right? Random deception bullshit, go. Refocusing. She created a detachment of transhuman soldiers.
Not the combine.
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Overkill is not in her vocabulary. There is only being underprepared.
Wait, she should make escort ships... When she isn't being observed by weak gods who can't mind business as usual. Fuck it, she's going to kill the-
They ran? Must've been a smart god.
Right, she gave limited free will to these 'marines'. It'd be unfortunate if she had a rebellion in the first five seconds.
And so, two white dots slowly fade in the distance.
(GOV: shorter chapter, more army building. So, when are you updating that ICUSM story?)
(A/N: eventually.)
(GOV: you don't know where to go with it, I'm guessing.)
(A/N: Kind of. Just, what am i supposed to do? The empire dies either way, and then, bam, its completed. Story done. No clue how to do that though.)
(GOV: What if, and hear me out.... You make them PURGE the false gods? Or, they have to be pulled out due to a new front opening up between a new faction. I say new, but you'll just be revealing a old one.)
(A/N: I'll try it.)
(GOV: Which one?)
(A/N: I'm going to beat the cellulites out of them.)
