chapter two: Castle

With the surrounding rainforest burnt to a crisp, i set about building up my forces.

Yeah i had my commander and my now hundred or so drones but I didn't expect to win against bigger army's like the imperial' will drown me in corpses' guard or the ork WAAAAAGH i was practically sitting next to.

First things first: A big ass wall. Thick and reinforced enough to buy me enough time to build up a sizable force.

And while i may not have precursor hypertech bullshit, i DID however have the next best thing. Necrotic techno bullshit in the form of the hell engine.

Which got me thinking, my nanomachine's got to work building the wall, what being would not only put me into a commander but also have the power to turn something that was fictional into an actual thing, the rate of production was at an acceptable speed as the wall was already up to my 'knees'.

Now for my drones. While they did work as functional infantry they were practically made of tissue paper, a problem covered by the ridiculous regeneration that my nanomachine's provided.

A new model was needed, a better design for combat. The new model still kept the cyclopean camera in the centre of the machines 'face', overall it was more closer to a proper humanoid machine than the previous model and rather than replacing the entire forearm with a weapon it'd just be the hand.

And now for the best part. Vehicles.

Considering who I'd probably be fighting for a while going with something that could burn things would be best.

Thus the dominator.

I based it off my commander, sans the top half. A quadrupedal unit designed to fit the role of both tank and mobile ordinance, four legs comprised of

segmented and serated treads with the top being a spiked and jagged four barrelled turret.

Arial units were also on my to do list, but with my current forces i was a little confident. Rising up from the primordial ooz was the construct that would produce my new toys, four entertwined tendrils rose up taking their place. Bars shot out, connecting the tendrils as the structure begun to take shape.

Now it was more a collection of spikes and jagged shapes than a factory, atop it was...a mouth. No seriously there was a mouth, a gapping metal maw continually spewing out smoke. I...can work with this, i definitely can work with this, the front was less weird as it was a simple conveyor belt that...was..also coming out of a mouth.

Now normally, if i recall, this would be the moment when i would be gathering resources for production. But unlike other commanders or even the other forces on kronus, i didn't need resources.

As long as i had a single nanomachine and energy, i could make anything.

A gap was forming in the wall.

Time to kill me some orks.