Chapter 2: The Dark Lord meets his knights.
"A good start, the NPCs seem to recognize me as their leader, now where to leave before something else happens," thought Magister Rex, activating a sort of device that looks like a holographic quantum that is on the middle left arm, which looks like to a Mass Effect Omni-Tool.
"If the game has become reality, then the technology, equipment and skills of my avatar must have become real," thought Magister Rex, closing his eyes to a button on the Omni-Tool.
In a moment he was swallowed by a blue light, which separated his molecules into billions of pieces and then reassembled them in another place, in a nutshell teleport.
Magister Rex has just come out of the control room using Verruckt's teleportation system, walking on this ship is ineffective, it is so large that only teleportation can allow practical movement, clearly the privilege of teleporting is only allowed for players who govern Verruckt.
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Magister Rex has reappeared in a large room, the place is full of screens and sophisticated equipment that must protect the room from interceptions.
One of the most interesting features is a huge round table, made of metal surrounded by several steel thrones.
Each throne is decorated in a different way and has a Roman number on it.
In this place the members of the Cult Clan of the war gathered to discuss how to proceed, the Roman numerals are used to highlight who came before you.
In total there are 50 thrones, with this it is easy to deduce that the Cult Clan of the war at its peak was composed of 50 members.
Magister Rex finds himself seated on his throne, a huge throne of gilded metal, composed of futuristic technology, possessing holes for his tail and his numerous wings, so he can sit comfortingly.
"I am whole, this shows that the technology is still working.
Good news, I have to do some tests to find out its limits and see if my skills are still feasible, without them my offensive power would be greatly reduced.
But considering that many of my skills relate to the construction and use of weapons and mecha I would not be completely defenseless.
Once the meeting is over I can go to my laboratory and test my inventions, if the game has become reality, this means that the limits of the game have disappeared or are still active.
If the limits have disappeared, nothing prevents me from reaching level 201, or building things that were impossible for me to do before.
I already see a scheme to incorporate a teleportation unit into my mecha.
Certainly to accomplish this engineering project I have to unpack the central system and incorporate the teleportation unit close to the energy pumping system, but without causing an energy overload, perhaps using an organic insulating material with the right molecular density, which would circumvent from cooling emergency system ... 'thought Magister Rex, being carried away by his ideas, which come one after the other without stopping until he noticed something very strange.
"How the hell I know all this, I can't even repair an appliance, but I'm thinking of modifying a science fiction mecha, using notions of physics, chemistry, mechanics and engineering!" Magister Rex exclaimed aloud, realizing that his brain is chock-full of knowledge that can break the laws of physics.
"My intelligence statistics and my work classes, of course they are responsible for this.
My intelligence bar is at its best, combined with my work classes that are focused on creating various weapons and metal monsters, it's no surprise to find an increase in intelligence.
It's probably thanks to this I'm reacting so well, it's certainly the most welcome thing about all this weirdness, "commented Magister Rex, appreciating his new intelligence, which somewhat compensates for his monster appearance.
Once this line of thinking was finished, Jacqueline entered the meeting room, bringing with her the five NPCs that requested Magister Rex.
"Sorry for the delay, Admiral Rex, I know he has been waiting for hours, but he clears the staff for longer than necessary," said Jacqueline, giving her apology to her superior.
'He just said hours!
How much time have I lost thinking you have my scientific projects' thought Magister Rex, believing he arrived here a few minutes ago, not hours ago.
"No problem, Lieutenant Jacqueline, I used all this time to think of various possible scenarios for our situation." Magister Rex lied shamelessly, not wanting to look like the irresponsible guy with his head in the clouds.
"Before starting the meeting, time to demonstrate loyalty to our supreme commander," said Lieutenant Jacqueline, in a serious tone.
The remaining NPCs nodded as one. Before Magister Rex could interrupt, they lined up in front of the round table, clearly none of them wanted to take their creator's table.
Jacqueline Corvus stands before them, while the other NPCs form a line behind her.
All NPCs have solemn and respectful expressions, showing no sign of playing.
* Soundwave awaits the orders of its sole owner * has announced Soundwave, through a combination of voice recording, coming from Jacqueline and other NPCs.
Soundwave is a level 200 NPC, from a race of autonomous sentient machines.
Soundwave is 35 feet tall, or 7.62 meters, making him the tallest individual in the group, sporting his tapered legs, his wings folded in two like his arms, making them, together with his fingers, very thin.
His face is a visor that works like a computer screen, showing various frequencies that it collects, radars, maps, etc.
It is also capable of taking photographic images. On his chest he is wearing his Mini-Con Laserbeak surveillance drone.
Soundwade, the head of logistics and communications.
As the name says it is responsible for logistics and communication, a powerful hacker, infiltrator and murderer. Incredibly faithful to his Master.
'Soundwade was created and modeled following the Soundwade models of Transformers Prime, it's no surprise.
Its creator is the American player, Megatron-783, a player with a passion for Transformers.
I am sure that in this warship there are more than two NPCs modeled on his Decepticon.
Thankfully, the transformable robot obsessed decided to make his NPCs mortally loyal to the Chief Clan as if it were Megatron himself.
I owe you one, Megatron-783. ' Magister Rex thought, looking at Soundwave, with slight fear, Soundwave is a kind of ninja combined with the big brother.
"I can no longer feel comfortable knowing that Soundwave can monitor me and hear me from every corner of the ship." He thought Magister Rex, shifting his gaze to the next NPC.
"Flora, swears again to dedicate body and soul to her Magister, my sword is your sword, my body is your shield, fulfilling your will is my purpose." Flora swore, like a knight swearing his oath to his king.
Flora possesses a tonic and powerful physique, is a woman almost two meters tall, with massive and protruding muscles that still maintain her traditional feminine curves, she also has a pair of F cup breasts.
Her skin is slightly green, grass green, decorated with floral-shaped signs.
His eyes are yellow and shine as if they were bio-illuminated.
Her hair is composed of rose petals and several thorny tendrils, which form a wild foliage.
At first glance a dress that should not belong to a science fiction video game.
Flora wears a fantasy armor that seems to have just emerged from a classic medieval fantasy novel.
Flora carries a dark green armor decorated with bright golden segments, which protects the legs, arms and chest.
The armor was clearly based on the Spartan armor.
Surely it looks like a primitive armor, but looking closely you can see the signs of technology.
Under the armor there is an undersuit made from some advanced material.
Each piece of armor shines because it contains a small amount of shields that protect it from ranged attacks.
Thanks to folding weapons in more compact forms, Flora manages to carry five types of firearms with her:
An assault rifle and a sniper rifle on each side of the top of science, a shotgun on the lower back and a gun on both thighs.
If the firearms are not enough, around the waist holds two xiphos, that is two short swords.
But Flora's favorite weapon is her two-meter long golden spear, which looks like a trivial spear, but it's not the least.
'Flora, a woman of level 200, created by the Brazilian player, AMMAZONIA, an environmentalist who loves animals and plants.
If I remember correctly, Flora must be a kind of Amazon abroad combined with an incredibly tough rider / spartan with powers over the manipulation of nature, while inside she is a sweet and friendly person.
AMMAZONIA wanted to embody the wild power and beauty of nature in Flora
I never understood if it is based on the true Spartans or Spartans of the Halo series, perhaps both. However it doesn't matter much, Flora remains one of the most powerful NPCs in all of Verruckt, wearing a bunch of weapons, superhuman strength and dangerous power. " He thought Magister Rex, mentally annotating Flora on his side, then turned to us with the remaining NPCs, which are less dangerous and disturbing than Soundwade and Flora.
"Colonel Major Jastain of the Carnage regiment to the report, my men and I are strongly loyal to the cause of our Admiral, we are just waiting for orders to slaughter his enemies!" Jason said, in a deathly serious and equally dark tone.
Jastain is a level 200 NPC, from an undead Cyborg race.
It has a muscle body, broad shoulders and two and a half meters high.
He only wears military trousers with a camouflage design and boots.
Showing his grotesque bare chest, a pale and slightly decomposed skin, full of signs of surgical interventions, stitch marks and many cybernetic implants.
A large luminous nucleus implanted inside the chest, with dozens of metal tubes that wrap around the arms and come out of the shoulders.
Around the waist there is a large belt full of various tools:
knives, axes, hatchets, saws, hammers, cleavers, screwdrivers, a lawnmower and even an icebreaker.
His face is covered by a hockey goalie mask, which looks almost melted with his face.
The holes in the mask show two dark and cold blue eyes without a trace of compassion or a soul.
Another unique feature of Jastain are two tower-shaped conductor coils on its back.
'Jastain, a combination of the infamous serial killer Jason Voorhees and the Frankenstein monster, was created by Mad Killer, a player with a great passion for horror movies.
Jastain without a trace of doubt is the most moody, sadistic and evil NPC of all Verruckt, I have to handle it gently, especially when the monster has a Regiment of beings similar to him. ' Magister Rex thought, wondering how you can handle an evil being created based on a serial killer and a lab monster.
At the same time a certain skeleton in an alternative dimension sneezes, while trying to figure out what kind of plan Demiurgo is doing.
Returning to history.
"Doctor Moriarty, head of the scientific team and of the research and development department, are at your service.
As always I am faithful to the only man who is more intelligent than me, I already imagine how I can make myself useful for you, my dear Admiral, "said Moriarty, with an English accent and a polite tone.
'So far I have met a pirate girl with psychic powers, a lamia cyborg pilot, a Decepticon, a Spartan Amazon plant, the fusion of Frankenstein and a Serial Killer, finally an English ...
Can this day become stranger than this? Magister Rex thought, while his six eyes are watching the doctor.
Moriarty was created by the English player, Holmes_Beyond, a player who played the role of a space investigator and consultant to the Cult of War Clan, becoming an excellent strategist and source of information for those who can make him his friend.
Moriarty is probably the closest being to a human being on this space warship.
His appearance is of a beautiful man between 20 and 30 years old.
Carefully combed black hair, hazel eyes, healthy skin.
A face perfectly matched with a smile made to steal the heart of any woman.
He is dressed in a vintage suit, typical of the Victorian era.
He wears a gold monocle on his right eye, a cylinder hair, a walking stick, a pocket watch, black boots, etc.
"We are all ready to complete your orders and bring glory and victory to our Admiral, Ave Magister Rex, Ave Cult of War, Ave SSS Faction!" They shouted all the NPCs present, with solemn and respectful expressions. They showed no sign of lying or teasing their admiral.
'I am the luckiest bastard in the world or the most unlucky, I became the leader of a military fleet full of monstrous fanatical subordinates. One mistake is I can end up on the gallows or worse. He began to understand why Hollywood stars go crazy or become maniacs of intimacy, fanatic fans mentally destroyed them. " Magister Rex thought, his pessimistic side is coming into play.
"So ... first of all, I thank you all for coming here." Magister Rex said, trying to break the ice, he was never good at public speaking, especially with people who probably have a leader complex.
"There is no need for thanks, we are all your loyal subjects, you call us we arrive, you give us an order and we carry it out by all means" declared Flora, in a tone too serious and sincere for the taste of Magister Rex.
None of the NPCs object to his statement.
The admiral of the fleet watches the NPCs with a stern face, and feels a feeling of suffocation in his non-existent throat.
This is the burden of being a leader who is breaking down on him.
Furthermore, any order given by him would now affect his relationship with them in the future.
He couldn't help hesitating as he contemplated the possibilities.
It would lead the fleet and the NPCs to destruction due to its decisions, the discomfort generated by that thought struck his heart and his mind.
"Admiral Rex, it is natural that you have doubts about us.
After all, our skills must be tiny in your calculations.
But no matter the cost or the goal, we are the creation of the strongest players in the known and unknown universe.
I was created by you, the man who created the war machine known as SSS, subdued the unworthy players and guided your fellows to greatness.
As your creation we will not bring dishonor on your behalf, we are the NPCs of the Cult of War, death or victory are our only results in battle, "said Jacqueline Corvus, in a determined tone, ready to turn her words into deeds.
"I swear this!" The NPCs again spoke simultaneously, immediately after Lieutenant Corvus finished speaking.
Their voices are full of power, and that adamantine loyalty and determination would not be diminished by any number of enemies.
After this episode, something inside Magister Rex has changed.
'I don't understand how it happened or why it happened. But one thing is certain from now I am Magister Rex, in front of but there is the embodiment of the hard work of all my companions, their cleverly made creations, I am here with me. This is not the end of everything, it is the beginning of a new era for me 'Magister Rex thought, if it were physically possible he would start smiling and laughing like a mad scientist / dark lord.