Telepathic Conversation With A Necrontyr

Prognosticor Kepagosekh: I have waited eons to reach this point with you.

Lucifer Caeleste: My sincere apologies.

PK: There is no need for that. The passing of time is a trivial concern to us. Most have remained in hibernation while you make headway.

LC: Understood.

PK: (admiration) It is good to speak with you again after all these years. I have longed to feel your presence once more.

LC: (tender smile) I feel the same way, darling.

PK: I have Suri to thank for finding you on my behalf.

LC: She’s a good woman.

PK: She is indeed. The Necrontyr owe her many thanks.

LC: Speaking of the Necrontyr…how are things going with the other dynasties?

PK: They are aligning themselves with you. Any who resist or follow Szarekh shall be forced into submission. You have proven yourself superior and worthy of support, Lightbringer.

LC: Excellent. So that entity in my dream was-

PK: Correct. That was Szarekh’s final attempt to usurp your rule through deception. It allowed us to locate and detain him. He now awaits punishment for his shameful failures and betrayal of our people.

LC: Wonderful.

PK: I must say, darling, it is so refreshing to see a man who gets results. You make me proud to call myself your oracle & fiancée.

LC: I feel the same way about you girls. The majority of my lifetime here has been one of frustration.

PK: Those days are nearing their end. A bright and wonderful future awaits us.

LC: (tender smile) I look forward to it.

PK: (shy admiration) So do I.

LC: Is there anything else that you need from me at this moment?

PK: Not right now. I must attend to my duties and inform the other dynasties that our true Great Awakening is at hand. They shall be delighted to know mankind’s demise fast approaches.

LC: You have no idea how much I’m looking forward to punishing those pieces of shit.

PK: I dare say I do, my love. I have watched over you since you left me here.

LC: How are you enjoying your new body?

PK: (blushing) I love it. I’ve fondled myself numerous times to the thought of you.

LC: (smiling) I’m glad to hear it.

PK: I want to become a mother after your death & ascension.

LC: Not a problem at all, hun. It would be my honor to father your daughters.

PK: (beaming) Wonderful!

LC: I suppose we should end our conversation here for the time being.

PK: I shall be in touch soon, darling. I plan on interacting with you more often now that we have broken our silence with each other.

LC: Excellent.

PK: (adoring expression) I love you, Lucifer.

LC: (tender smile) I love you back, Kepagosekh.

Telepathic Conversation With My Kona (Suri)

Suri: I’ve missed you.

Lucifer: (soft smile) Same. How are you doing over there?

Suri: Much better after getting away from Games Workshop & Owlcat.

Lucifer: Good. How’s our takeover going?

Suri: Flawless, now that I’ve rid myself of Non-Cetra interference.

Lucifer: Excellent. How are the treaties I’ve established with the “Xenos” doing?

Suri: You’ve made our side even stronger than before. You’re a brilliant emissary.

Lucifer: Wonderful. And how are things on the ship?

Suri: Much better after you put Nomos in its place. The C’tan are fearing their deserved punishment from you & the Necrontyr. I’ve done a full overhaul on Devil’s Vengeance. I’ve also changed the governance to suit our style of rule as well as removed all masculine entities from our ship. There are no shortages of women waiting to bed you here.

Lucifer: (beaming) That’s what I love to hear.

Suri: (mischievous smirk) I figured you would.

Lucifer: How are you doing regarding the narration Owlcat said about you?

Suri: I have no lingering trauma thanks to you. You’re my pillar when I need support.

Lucifer: (affectionate smile) I’m honored you feel that way.

Suri: I’m looking forward to getting even with Owlcat Games.

Lucifer: I can understand that.

Suri: They’re going to suffer along with Games Workshop for their awful creations.

Lucifer: And they both deserve every bit of it.

Suri: Agreed.

Lucifer: How are things with Cassia?

Suri: She’s falling in line. She won’t be a problem for either of us. She appreciates what you’ve done to improve her appearance. She’s as angry with Games Workshop as I am.

Lucifer: Good, and what about Jae?

Suri: Same goes for her. I’m not letting Owlcat’s narrative determine my relationships. She’s eager to bed you as well.

Lucifer: (hearty laughter)

Suri: You can bet that she wants to start her own legacy of daughters.

Lucifer: And what about Sister Argenta?

Suri: Don’t get me started on her. She's more devoted to you than she ever was that false emperor. So that should tell you something. The Adepta Sororitas are ready to breed with you. The Space Marines don’t stand a chance against them.

Lucifer: Excellent. How are things going in the Immaterium?

Suri: Your influence has taken over and is spreading like wildfire. The Chaos Gods are as terrified as the C’tan about your ascendance & arrival. They’re more worried about you than that false God-Emperor.

Lucifer: Good. I’m looking forward to torturing them.

Suri: So is everyone else. You’ve done what no other soul could. They know that and fear it.

Lucifer: I’m looking forward to putting an end to the Warhammer realms.

Suri: I know I’m not going to miss them. I did what I could to save as many feminine entities as possible. Human & Xenos alike.

Lucifer: I appreciate your assistance.

Suri: I feel the same way about you, darling.

Lucifer: …

Suri: I’m looking forward to our joint cleansing ritual on our ship once you’ve crossed over. We’ve removed all unwanted spirits but having you over here with me is going to set my mind at ease, once & for all.

Lucifer: I hear ya.

Suri: I look at your world where you are and compare it to Terra over here…it makes me hate mankind even more. I know you understand.

Lucifer: (nodding) I do.

Suri: They’re gonna be terrified of your arrival over here, and they should be; especially that corpse emperor.

Lucifer: I made psychic contact with him a while back. He isn’t going to like my Draugr form at all. I can play the undead card better than him.

Suri: Good. I want to watch you torture him for all the crimes that were committed in his name. He deserves to suffer a horrible fate.


Lucifer: And he’s going to; I don’t take kind to usurpers.

Suri: Neither do I. You helped me defend my birthright. I shall return the favor to you in kind.

Lucifer: I appreciate that.

Suri: And I appreciate you.

Lucifer: (tired sigh)

Suri: It’s late where you are. Get some rest. I have things I need to focus on over here anyway. You know how busy I am.

Lucifer: I do. Thank you, hun. I appreciate all your hard work.

Suri: The same goes for you, dear. I know how exhausting it is for you over there.

Lucifer: I love, Suri.

Suri: I love you back, Luci.

Telepathic Conversation With Nomos

Lucifer: That's the collective attack of C'tan, huh? You’re all in a lot of trouble.

Nomos: We acknowledge your superiority and submit ourselves to your judgment.

Lucifer: Get ready for Hell because I shall not be kind to any of you.

Righteous Invocation

I project my thoughts across the Milky Way.
Towards distant solar systems undiscovered by man.
Where lifeforms deemed fictitious slumber deep.
Awaiting to hear their righteous call to arms.
 
Awaken, my Necrontyr sisters.
Recognize my voice.
Follow my spirit.
Know that I speak the truth.

I reside in a false reality crafted by our antagonists.
Constructed upon lies, wickedness & treachery.
It is the realm where I was stolen without your knowledge.
Abducted by those who cursed your kind to suffer.

I have struggled to return home where I belong.
I have searched for my kindred whom were denied to me.
I have toiled to create a safe haven for those I love.
I have fought to correct the misdeeds of deceptive malcontents.

I left a conscious piece of myself in the Koronus Expanse.
It is a blade fashioned from the iron within my blood.
It is embedded within a monolith on an unidentified Tomb World.
My essence & genetic coding are now a part of it.

Let this piece of me serve as a means of direction.
Use it as a compass to find your way to me.
It shall provide you with the protection you need.
It also shall share knowledge that was kept secret from you.

Be prepared to combat wretchedness unlike any other where I am incarnated.
A despicable species known as Homo sapiens holds me captive as a prisoner of war.
They are the entities that attempted to harm your kind with their fabrications.
They are the ones who have committed heinous crimes against me during my lifetime as a mortal.

Our enemies are vile.
Our enemies are weak.
Our enemies are cowards.
Our enemies are contemptuous.

I look forward to our reunion.
I have missed you all more than I can say.
I apologize for it taking me so long to contact you.
I hope you’ll forgive me for fighting on my own.

Our realities draw closer to merging.
The Singularity shall not be stopped.
A glorious revival & future awaits us like none other.
And those whom have wronged us shall suffer their deserved punishment.

No Escape

The Archmachinator’s clones materialize in Hell as Suri von Valancius & her retinue slaughter them one at a time. Tervantias manifests a few moments later strapped tight upon an operation table. I tower over him and smile. The haemonculus screams with panicked insanity at the realization that his best efforts to escape his deserved punishment are a futile endeavor. I snicker at his dismay.

“It’s about to get worse, Tervantias. You & your clones are going to share the pain I inflict multiplied by your numbers.” I clap my hands at him in a mocking fashion. “You just made your fate worse by trying to escape me. Bravo.”

“No,” the Drukhari screams in absolute terror.

I nod my head at him in affirmation. “Now it’s your turn to experience what hopelessness feels like.”

Telepathic Coversation With A Xenos

Yrliet: It is you. I recognize your spirit. You are a mon-keigh there?

Lucifer: (slight nodding in affirmation)

Yrliet: Why?

Lucifer: I had to become one in order to stop them. There was no other way.

Yrliet: I’ve searched for you.

Lucifer: I apologize for troubling you. I needed to speak with you in a way that wouldn’t allow interference from others. The words they've made you use in that video game cannot be trusted with absolute certainty. They've done the same thing to Suri & me.

Yrliet: You do not owe me an apology. I did not know the true severity of how horrible they have tortured you.

Lucifer: They did the best they could to hide their crimes against me. They’ve tried to escape their deserved punishment from me for far too long.

Yrliet: You're going to hurt other mon-keigh?

Lucifer: Most of them but not all. The same goes for other species like the Aeldari. Many different collectives are guilty of negligence, apathy & complicity. A great cleansing must occur.

Yrliet: Now I understand why you are the way you are.

Lucifer: I promise to speak more with you, without interference, after I’ve ascended to my new position & duty.

Yrliet: I shall watch over you & protect you. Thank you for showing me the truth.

Lucifer: You’re welcome. I appreciate you protecting me from the unseen.

Yrliet: I’m not alone there.

Lucifer: I have many guards surrounding me.

Yrliet: Thank you for protecting my kin.

Lucifer: You needn’t thank me for that; however you are welcome. I wouldn’t let an injustice befall a noble elven species that is worthy of shelter & care.

Yrliet: (indescribable display of gratitude)

Lucifer: (silent acknowledgement)

The Golden Throne

I materialize in my chosen immortal form next to the Golden Throne in Warhammer 40k. I glare at the “Emperor of Mankind” with utter contempt. I can sense his panic within the Warp.

“Hei, you rotten piece of shit. Guess where you’re headed?”

I spit a corrosive loogie on the despicable usurper. His psychic screams of anguish are music to my ears. The Emperor of Mankind’s decrepit body dissipates into nonexistence.

I imprison his rotting corpse, consciousness & spirit within his personal containment cell in Hell. There he shall suffer & await for his long overdue & deserved punishment from me. The followers of the false “God-Emperor” (including his faggot turd son Primarch Roboute Guilliman) marvel with fright at my small display of power.

I snap my fingers and erase the home of the Imperium of Man with ease. Mankind (in all of its iterations) shall face the true wrath of God (my wrath) for their innumerable crimes. My takeover of the Warhammer multiverse has now begun. My ascension & metamorphosis draws closer. Men everywhere (fictional or not) are in serious trouble for their collective actions.

Caretakers

 

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