Out of all the other commanders I met, I have yet to find one who had the luck I did with their first universe.

I mean, seriously, what are the odds of ending up in a universe where the first beings you encounter ae ones you made and guided from a single cell to a galactic empire?

Or that they formed a coalition with other races who you'd done the same toward to discover who made them?

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Even after overcoming the shock of realizing what these guys had said was true, I wasn't exactly sure how to respond to these guys actions. I was pretty sure that they would want me to join in feasts and parties, which seeing as I didn't have a body, would pose quite a few problems.

"Oh noble creator, how long we have waited for this day, at last, where we may meet you. We have prepared a feast in your honor, as well as many festivities. We hope that you will join in these festivities-"

"Well, that would be nice, but I'm afraid that I will not be able to do so at the moment."

"...Why, oh great and triumphant one?"

"Well, erm..."

"Did another being imprison you in the form that we now see before us?"

"...Yes, actually." [I]How the hell did he know that?

/I]

"Ah. So it seems the zealous ones were right."

"...what?"

"Some of our philosophers have suggested that there are other beings like you, who they have said may be stronger than you. Though I wish they were incorrect, it appears that they are."

Okay, time to put on my god guise.

"...Well, sorry for confirming your fears. Anyways, the being that trapped me in this form has also robbed me of much of my power. All I am able to do this limited, though still powerful, form is create an army of robotic entities obedient to my will. While still impressive, it is only a fraction of my true potential."

"...ah, I see. Now, tell me, mighty one, is there any way we can help you regain your power and true form?"

Perfect.

"Indeed, there is. You see, the one who imprisoned me in this form is offered a way for me to not only regain my power, but even exceed my former limits. He says that I most travel across existence itself, to other universes, and improve the lives of those that I encounter. It appears that he decided this will be my first test."

"I understand. Well, then may we help you in completing this journey?"

"Yes, I would."

"Very well. What would like us to do first."

Uh oh. I hadn't thought of that.

Then I realized there was one thing I really did want. One thing that would be really easy for them to provide me with, assuming they had all of the normal Spore tech on hand.

"Would you provide me with a genetic engineering facility? I would like to assume a form able to... interact with you more freely."

"...Very well. Would you like to join the festivities we have planned for your arrival?"

"Yes, okay. Though, I assume there will be some time needed to prepare them?"

"Yes, indeed. We must also inform the others of your arrival."

"Yeah, sure... wait, [I]others?"

/I]

"Yes. We are aware that you also guided other races to the stars, such as the gralos and draconians. They desire to meet with you as well and will be overjoyed with this discovery.

[I]They know that?!

/I]

"AH, well, sure. Let them kow that I have arrived. I hope that they share your happiness with my arrival."

"It is likely. So, do you have any other requests for the moment?"

"...Just one: what is your name?"

"...AH. I never told you that, and had forgotten that, with you limited powers, you may not be able to use your mind to determine it. You may call me Tylos."

"Good to know, Tylos. Tell those who have awaited my arrival that I am here, but tell them not to try to talk with me, for I need time preparing mortal form."

"Very well, great one. I will execute your will."

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After that, things went on more smoothly. I was easily able to link up to a lab in the capital city and start working on a physical body.

While being a giant killer robot was cool, I really missed all of the senses a fleshy body had.

I still wasn't sure what to do about the festivities, nor was I sure how to fix this universe.

Then I remembered what guarded the galactic core. Along with what was [I]at /I]the core.

Well, that was a starting point.