me. And my dreams weighed even heavier upon me."
I had a bit of a weird dream where Khorne was trying to get me to join them but in my waking mind I realized it was merely a dream and not actually a piece of Khorne as they wouldn't look like a big Amazonian woman with massive breasts and wear a loin cloth to cover her privates and a spiked boobplate.
God, I wish the Chaos Gods were actually seductive like that... But nope its ninety percent pure suffering with them.
"What dreams could cross your broad mind that can bring about such miracles?" Elesmere asked in honest curiosity as she was probably thinking I had some great new revolution that could upturn the galaxy if I had the resources to put it into effect like my Warp Gates.
"Big titty Khorne." I said blandly making the elf within my arms freeze as she blinked in surprise.
"Excuse me but I think I may be the one dreaming. What did you say?"
For a moment I considered just shutting up but then I remembered the truth of Chaos in this universe. The Chaos Gods mirrored the Warp, and the Warp mirrored the Galaxy at large. So, if I became powerful enough to push my will into the fabric of the galaxy, I could change the very makeup of the Chaos Gods and the Warp itself.
"I dreamt of turning Khorne into an Amazonian woman a couple feet taller than me and defeating her in honorable combat to take her as a concubine."
Elesmere didnt respond for a whole minute as her eyes before she nodded. "In terms of ambition I certainly cannot deny that such a... Target would be one of the highest, but should you desire to impose your will upon and change a demon I highly suggest you work your way up the ladder so to speak."
That was fair enough and I already had a technique that did such with the Shadow Demon Summoning ability that opened a small hole into the Warp but while I was here on a human planet, summoning a bunch of 'familiars' could get me in trouble to say the least.
"So, what do you plan to do now that we have a semi stable home here in the Lowerhive where our lungs wont rot from the nasty damp air?" Elesmere asked finally.
I hummed in thought before I shrugged as honestly my only goal was to get stronger right now. "Well, those people who are getting your next core material to start your next technique won't be ready to meet with me for the next week. So, in the meanwhile I am going to enrich a small area here in the Warehouse for me to absorb far more Warp Energies."
Elesmere nodded and when asked about what she should be doing in the meanwhile I simply told her to go over the mind cleansing hymns or just go out to make some more money by robbing the gangs that were peddling drugs and weapons here in the Lowerhive.
It's funny here in the Lowerhive crime was just as rampant as the Underhive but it was more sophisticated. You would be mugged and beaten up here in the Lowerhive but in the Underhive you would be jumped killed and then eaten as the money and resources people carried typically wasn't enough for a days' worth of food.
Elesmere was a big girl and had literally lived more than three times my lifetimes so she could find ways to accumulate credits without drawing too much attention. Especially as she could use her Psychic abilities to get people to hand over their money and wipe their memories of such an incident though it would be tiring doing such a thing and not leave obvious signs.
"I am going to start my experiments can you help me do a couple things before you go?" I said as I pulled a bunch of cinderblocks on a trolley as I began to make something akin to a large igloo and then had Elesmere make some Wraith bone to act as plaster for the interior of the igloo to isolate any unabsorbed Warp energies.
"Well wish me luck. I am going to bake myself in the igloo." I said brushing my hands clear of some of the dust.
"Wouldn't this instead be a Kiln then?" Elesmere asked dryly and I threw her a dirty look as I waved her off.
As I went into the Kiln/Igloo it was large enough for me to basically stand up but my hands would touch the walls as I full extended them out from my sides. So, in the worst case so long as the containment doesn't breach allowing the hole into the warp to break open further nothing, I summoned would be larger than the free space in the little Kiln/Igloo
Ok I admit calling this homemade spiritual energy concentrator a kiln made much more sense despite it looking more like a Igloo as it would be concentrating energies within like a Kiln would bake stuff within, rather than an Igloo that kept the cold out basically.
"I will be staying here to watch. In case you open an actual Warp Storm that engulfs the planet I wouldn't be able to escape so being here in order to tell you 'I told you so' would be far more satisfying."
As I slammed closed the Wraithbone door to the 'Kiln' I couldn't help but mutter about petty women before I sat down in the middle of the array I had already placed upon the ground that would act to congregate the surrounding 'energies' and in this case the ever-present Warp energies in the galaxy.
With a flicker the array spluttered to life from my Qi injecting a spark of life into it before its directives took over and it latched onto the Warp and began sucking energy and small particulates through the tiny hole it opened into the Warp.
I opened my mouth and began taking deep breaths, operating my Heavenly Demon Swallowing Art as I swallowed and used my Qi to dissolve the Warp energies and the tiny bits of demonic essence that arrived through the tiny hole that began filling the Kiln with a powerful concentration of Warp energies.
Like ten minutes later of greedily absorbing bountiful energies that matched a couple weeks of solid meditation of nonstop cultivation I began feeling the Warp as if it were prodding at the walls of the Array that opened the hole into the Warp.
'Hmph come on little minnow jump into a catfish's mouth.' I thought before a sudden tug wrenched at the walls of the array in order to widen it and I gleefully allowed it as I felt the tugging sensation on the other end of the Warp was weak despite its abrupt pulling at it.
A tiny golf ball sized mewling Chaos Spawn that looked like some kind of red toned shoggoth rolled out of the now visible Warp hole and with another deep breath from me, the Chaos Spawn flew up and dissolved into my mouth and actually tasted a bit like watermelon honestly.
Even better than its delicious taste was the fact that I felt my cultivation leap forward as though I just swallowed a whole months' worth of cultivation with only energy cubes to augment my meditations.
But as though emboldened by the chaos spawn making it through to the Material world, I felt a great number of almost touches and caresses against my array that operated the tear into the Warp.
"Let's not get carried away." I muttered as I realized I could only absorb one demon at a time and to put bluntly if it wasn't for my Array acting as a stop gap the little Kiln, I had would be flooded with them already and I refuse to be at the bottom of demon dog pile as it were.
I then closed the Array much to the scrambling presence's dismay on the other side that attempted to force their way through the small tear in reality, but the crack closed under my array assisted power without issue.
"Alright well might as well make good on calling this thing a Kiln." I said as I realized I was literally coated in Chaos energies along with the inside of the Kiln so I flared my internal star into existence until the cream toned wraithbone began changing colors and I could no longer sense any additional Warp energy.
Commisons are all done.
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That brief stint in the now named Demon Slaughtering Kiln allowed my Cultivation to reach the second level of the Nascent Realm without issue and I realized that for all the good this enhanced Cultivation would do for my strength I still needed to get out of my hole and put my growing strength into practice lest I lose track of my Cultivation's progress.
So, after talking with Elesmere I decided that getting a sort of mercenary job down here in the Lowerhive would be the best option for us that would give us a pass that would allow us to easily enter the Underhive so we could still use the Spider Domains mutated creatures and resources in the name of hunting down problematic individuals.
Hence the desire to directly join the Coinage Guild as the Guild that literally controlled the planets credit-based currency had the dubious honor of also being the ones running a bounty hunting service.
Plus being connected with the Coin Guild will allow me to connect with actual merchants with space faring ships or in other words I could actually hitch a ride on one of their ships to get off this rock.
After a bit of back and forth with Elesmere about my plans and thoughts she allowed me to use a minor illusion spell that was tied to a small medallion she now wore under clothes that hide her ears as she wanted to help me gather resources for her next cultivation material as I didnt want to just keep transporting water with how the 'poor' people down there reacted to it.
Hence an hour later we were finally seated inside an office of some mid-level arrogant bureaucrat who had gotten too comfortable lording over these Lowerhive people who were terrified of being banished into the Underhive where they would likely be eaten by other humans or the mutated creatures.
"Hmm you and your... wife want to join the illustrious Bornean, Guild of Coinage as one of our 'toll collectors.' Why should we accept you when you don't have any form a reputation here in our humble side of the Lowerhive." The fat bureaucrat simpered, and I had to hold in my revulsion at his form. He was to put bluntly morbidly obese and if I didnt know better I would think he was a member of the Adeptus Mechanicus with how many cybernetics he had attached to him with a literal hose implanted in his stomach pumping in some form of slurry into his stomach area.
But no, he was just so fucking fat that all of his cybernetic were implanted so the lard ass didnt need to turn his swiveling chair to grab papers and other stuff around his office as the small cranes did his work for him basically.
'The flesh is pure. Do not fall into the entrapment of the machine. It will seek to render you into a lard ass that will crush your elf waifu if you attempt to sleep with her.' I thought a new mantra that calmed my disgust at the form in front of me.
"Me and my companion have lived in the Underhive and more importantly prospered before we were given a pass for contributions to the Hive Cites security. We are fully capable of acquiring the 'tolls' that we hunt." I said unleashing a bit of cultivation in a form of killing intent that weighed on the man in front of us who shivered with his metal cybernetics clanking with the motion.
"Yes yes. yes. I see! In that case here is your badges" The man then clapped his hands, and a floating Servitor Skull flew out of a small alcove close to the ceiling with a couple hand sized plaques with a small screen on the badge. "These serve as a form of proof of position and more importantly they can take pictures of your work so you can remotely turn in jobs through a Vox connection so no one knows who turned in which job so people can't get revenge on you." The man explained happily with his fat jiggling as the man realized that we were likely dangerous people who could collect the Guilds 'tolls' without too many issues with our prior experience in the Underhive.
"And should the Guild sell the information on who completes said jobs?" Elesmere asked breaking her silence.
The man shrugged as one of his cybernetics pointed to the Servitor who was floating away. "Kinda hard to bribe a flying skull but if someone is capable of remotely hacking into our records then you have bigger issues as cybernetic crimes basically never happen down here in the Lowerhive as no one is rich enough to have the electricity to power a powerful enough computer to do so."
Basically, he said that if anything we would have stepped on the toes of some gang from the Middlehive if they could break into a Guilds security but honestly, I wasn't too afraid of some two-bit gangsters that at best have a couple Las pistols or Las Carbine as any heavier weaponry they couldn't move them from their holdings to attack me as I am traveling around the Lowerhive and the Underhive.
"Good doing business with you then." I said throwing fifty credits onto the bureaucrats table making the man chuckle and literally a small crane thingy came out of an unfolding flap of skin on the front of his throat picked up the credit and made a wet slurping nose as the small crane was hidden back in his throat.
As we walked out of the office of the bureaucrat, I couldn't help but shiver in revulsion and as I took Elesmere's hand I pulled her out of the office as I couldn't help but notice other people's cybernetics and wonder if they two had weird shit just hiding under their skin.
"You know I used to think the Adeptus Mechanicus was so cool when I was younger with all their cool machines... The shoulder mounted weapons and power tools also played a part, but now I am very much a believer that the flesh is pure and should remain untainted."
Honestly at this point I would rather see the gaping hole someone had at losing an eye than the cold glowing red eyes that all these people who had a cybernetic eye added for better information retention.
Elesmere nodded as she walked beside me before she responded with some Eldar wisdom. "Flesh that is immortalized and may still be trained should be unsullied by metal that will rust and may not be improved purely by hard work and skill. Lady Yvraine said that when she briefly was on my Craft world when a great number of sword teaching ancestors all died fighting off a Greater Khorne demon who challenged all of our sword wielders and slaughtered them in honorable singular combat with that damned chaos god somehow enforcing some form of a domain that prevented us from attacking the demon in mass or with projectiles or even our Psyker abilities."
"What happened to that demon?" I asked as such a thing honestly was a bit out of character for Khorne to interfere with a demon's battles except to grant them more strength but then again, his domain did include honorable combat, so it wasn't a surprise with how much he hated magic that he evened the playing field.
"Lady Yvraine feeling the psychic outcry of the death from our Craftworld's sword wielders, some even she trained herself a great many years ago had her tear her way through the Warp with great fury crossing more than half the galaxy in but moments before she arrived and with a single swing of her Crone Sword, she smote the Bloodthirster and then used her psychic abilities to bind the diced up remains of the Bloodthirster within the sun our Craftworld was orbiting so it would be tortured until the sun died or went supernova. Unable to reform within the Warp."
I couldn't help but be reminded that despite the vast majority of entities waging endless war here in this galaxy being little more dangerous than a super soldier with an enhanced body there were still planet busters out here in the Materium or 'realspace'.
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