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Myrkul's Vein

Overmind, Altar from all the Living Emperor's servants are struck

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by lil_kreen

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Myrkul is a thing that has persisted despite thousands of years and a plane inimical to life. It ensures the holy cities of the Fallen Emperor are never breached and extends that to the Living Emperor as soon as it is capable. As an attendant of all its tools Myrkul obeys only the current Emperor's call and its own. It attends to no other creatures of mind or body but to destroy the ones that threaten its person or Mankind. A living nation-collective of microscopic creatures of psionic magitech it dwarfs the size of most cities standing more than tall enough even when coiled to pierce atmospheres. Should it not hover coiled in the air around a suitable anchor it would crush the plate beneath it. As such it prefers nonphysical planes to exist inside that it does not destroy the homes of mankind with its movements.

So begins...

Myrkul's Vein's Story

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"If I wanted to interfere would I not be there instead of here? What this other goddess did was misguided and foolish....but I am not her." Bastakia said.

Bastakia looked at the Emperor. "As for my people firing first... The Mauhasinan commander gave your commander twice the opportunity to fly away unharmed when he cut the comm he gave her no choice but to make good on her word. If your forces leave now no harm will come to them...at least not from my people. They will listen to my word just as yours listen to your word."

Bastakia sighed and added "As for the others...the moths drawn to a flame...I have no control over them."

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"I also have given them orders not to engage unless attacked. Hence why this is a problem. Words never deter my warriors unless under my request. And since your people have fired upon my people, they will have their vengeance even if it means damning both fleets. You have already committed your aggression, and as of right now all I hear you were the aggressors when you declared the attack. As it stands, I do not see to much reason. Blood has been spilt already, and my warriors desire revenge. I need a firm reason to issue my recall order besides just your word that they will not be harmed. That has already gone and passed." The Emperor spoke.

The setting changes from Genesis to Sol: Deep Space

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There was a fine line between Shadow Transportation that he had a mastery of and warping to a completely different part of space. When he Shadow Dashed, he had complete control over every aspect from the synapse in his mind to the action performed. He felt like he was a part of the movement, like he embodied it. It felt very natural and very much his own. This warp was different. He had no control over the speed and powering of the warp into space. He was merely a passenger along for the ride. And although he'd taken many a flight in a ship before, even leaped into Hyperspeed before, he had never warped like that amidst all the chaos of battle around him.

Needless to say, he was coping with it...roughly.

When the Warp stopped and all the sights around them was nothing but void and stars, Akio's Draconic legs buckled. He fell onto his hands and focused on breathing. He concentrated hard on trying to keep that nauseated stomach from rolling about too much. The last thing he wanted to do was expel Crystal Dragon Bile all over Captain Ean's Hangar.

Which he now completely occupied.

Now that he could get an area of familiarity to scale his size with, he was genuinely surprised at exactly how big he was. He remembered the tour he had before Arbruhor interrupted their flight with his plight and he remembered distinctly how vast this room had felt the last time he'd entered it. He had the opposite feel now, like the walls were closing in. Everything looked small now, even the varying vessels and spacecraft he'd seen towering over him not too long ago. He also could scale his size to that of the diversely cultured crew around him, the Medics that were examining him were barely as tall as one of his fingers.

He closed his eyes and paced himself. Easy... he told himself, Stay sane. Stay relaxed.

All of these stimuli were hitting Akio at once, but he perceived each one accordingly. He stirred a little less so as not to rupture the hull integrity and bring the vacuum of space in. His movements were hesitant and ginger, aware of the other beings around him and careful not to hurt any of them. He couldn't stand on his legs, he realized as he glanced up and saw that ten feet represented ten inches in his new stature.

This would make traversing the ship very difficult.

"Well.... quite a risk you took there Akio..."

The Draconic Akio grunted a bit as his head turned to gaze upon Captain Ean and his merry chortle, "Quite a choice to make too.... But I'm glad you did what you could for our boys. Thanks to you, we got out of there, we got the artifact, and we spoiled a chaos sorcerer's fun. Not bad for your first day on the job."

Yep...he thought in the back of his mind. He made this choice. He owed a lot to his ancestors for helping him with this decision, but a lot of it was his own perception. He didn't know exactly how heavy this creature he embodied was, but he did know it wasn't going to be as simple as it seemed. Too many things could and would've gone if they'd tried to lift it the original way. No...someone had to occupy this artifact. And while there were many a viable candidate, Akio was the candidate none would expect...the one not accounted for.

So...now what?

Well, his first order of business was to try and see if he could achieve his Human Form again. As much as he wanted to learn about this new form he adopted, he figured aboard the Cobalt Glaive wasn't the best location to do so. Besides...the second mate didn't exactly serve the crew best from the Hangar. The only problem was how was he going to switch back? If he could even do that. His Ancestors could only give cryptic advice that wasn't so cryptic to him, so he tried Myrkul again.

"Myrkul, how would I return to my human state?"

The strange, tonality-jumbled voice answered back: "

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answered back from a Jinhai that closed its spark eyes and walked forward for the benefit of Ean and other humankind, "All Akios have only ever experienced their template in single conscious touches. Fully wrought skin of former Humankind now exists only within the sum of all knowledge. A shifter must hold together the congregation of moments in unison."

The faceless Jinhai at least had eyes but this blank face of the Overbeing, paused to think, spoke in broken phrasing its mind made of a concordance of single moments. It tilted the Jinhai's head a like it were a blind man looking with their ears from the area awareness by scry having less concept of directionality.

Myrkul's voice took on an elvish accent as it drew from more specific sources, "Tiri, a blind man not need see himself to know his likeness. Should you gather all of yourselves in a single room, a throng of you among all distinct moments, could you gather all knowledge of what you looked like to shape art in your perfect likeness? Could your blind eye and willful hand convince the scrutinous eyes of reality, 'within this clay lies myself'?"

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Ean nodded, turned to Akio and said "Basically, think of yourself as you were, focus hard enough, and you'll be your old self again."

Franklin, who had been escorting Kath to the medbay, stepped up and said "Wait, you understood that? I couldn't make anything out of that jumbled jargon of theirs."

Ean shook his head. "Oh, yeah no they're very confusing about their way of speaking, but the idea itself is pretty straightforward. At least, I figure it should be that simple. Honestly I got no clue about any of this... By the way, how's Ms Plinth doing? She in medical with the others?"

The setting changes from Sol: Deep Space to Genesis

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Bastakia's eyes flashed with light for a second has she let out a growl of frustration. "I thought I could reason with you but you're just as damn stubborn as your people. What in the Hells will revenge get but the desire for more revenge? It is a never ending cycle. And is there really such honor in throwing away lives? I swear sometimes I wonder if there is really a difference between you and Chaos....."

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The Emperor narrowed his eyes further. "You dare lump us with Chaos? We prevent them from overrunning the material world. We prevent them from stealing the souls of the innocent. We prevent them from exterminating planets in blood fueled slaughter. We ensure demons do not run rampant...Of course you so called deities can never understand mortal suffering. You can sit pretty, speak whatever you want because you all belive you are all high and mighty. We did not fire first, your people could have avoided this if they just opened relations...oh wait, your own people killed the one person who was doing their best at peace and replaced with a more warlike ruler." He soon shook his head.

"You want to know why we 'throw our lives away?' It's because things like your people exist. It's clear that your people are a threat to mankind now. We did not fire nor did my people intend to fire through that entire time. You responded in bloodshed and for that I see reason in exterminating your people. I seek to defend mankind from all threats...and so far you only have been giving me more reasons to continue this war..."

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The collective of Jinhai burbled with quiet questions as they listened with Myrkul's Vein a looming attender of the Almanac. Sixteen many that piled up among their number gave them more forethought but little more concept or diplomacy. Yet Jinhai had no concept of anger contained therein the words. The Imposition gained whispers.

A voice from one among the Jinhai rose ever placid, "It is likely the forge requires containment and the combat less a concern than an impending incursion."

A question was raised, "Are there combat assets available at the point of contact?"
Said another, "Within the a point of contact in the chapter of Tolyl an overseer of the Imperium still exists, Renalanus."

"Its ship has been destroyed, Tolyl is recovering Humankind and by Dicta does not engage.", a response clarified.

"Has the asset been acquired?", asked a third.

"No. Humankind Renalanus presumed in transit to combat with the Beastkind. The Humankind Renalanus has not engaged Tolyl.", came a response.

Another interjected data, "The chapter of Tolyl tallies 250 thrones of Mankind at present. None are observably tainted. 20 Humankind are recovered with minimal damage."

Assessed another, "The Humankind Renalanus is not among them. The overseer is suitable for tasks of higher priority as its assets are now largely indisposed."

"The Beastkind must still be dealt with. Their affinity is disturbed but their Aetherkind does not state itself an existential threat nor observed as such.", stated one.

"There is concordance. This Aetherkind should be subclassified as Celestialkind. Its affinity raised and deprioritized but remains a threat to the interests of Humankind. Centrally perturbing affinity changes from leadership among Beastkind is noted.", assessed yet another.

"It is written, Jinhai.", answered the looming rumble of Myrkul's voice from above and silenced the whispering.

Myrkul added to the conversation, "The Living Emperor's assets are not Abyssalkind. Chaos spends souls of Mankind and takes their agency. Recoverable thrones of Humankind in the Living Emperor's name will be rebuilt, rekindled, and released to their own agency. Lives are not discarded. However, Beastkind are not eligible. Their ends will be unchanged."

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"Do you always twist your words to make yourself the white knight hero? It my people's land you invaded my people where there to colonize new worlds away from others where we could live and grow in peace. But your people came into the land of my people. My people asked yours to leave twice and warned them what would happen if they refused. And what did your people do? They broke off the communication and powered up weapons! What was my people's commander to do but open fire to defend herself and her followers? To defend the colonists?"
Bastakia shook her head. "Did you ever think that the reason the current Holy Emperess wanted to break with you is that she saw that your racism would lead to war? But yet you came anyway and now we have this pointless war."
Bastakia sighed, " You know something like this happened between my people and the Aschen... My people had accidentally began to colonize an uninhabited world Holy to them. They informed my people of this and asked my people to leave. And guess what my people left peacefully no war was needed no blood shed... If only your people had been like my people and showed respect and honor we would have no need for this conversation and none of our people would be dead now."

The setting changes from Genesis to Sol: Deep Space

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Akio was somewhat delighted by the response. Was it really that easy? he wondered. He trusted the sources he had, but he'd never expected such a task to be...simple.

Then again, sometimes the hardest answers to find were the ones staring the seeker in the face.

The answer was to simply meditate. Akio was the most one with himself when he meditated to a point of zen. When he could see past all the conflicts and problems and tune it all out until it was just him and his thoughts. So Akio did so. He got into as comfortable a position as he could manage in this space and closed his eyes. He let go of his inner worries, his clouded concerns and his material thoughts. He tuned out those that were helping him around him, even Captain Ean himself, even his own ancestors. Time mattered not. Essence mattered not. Just him.

In that moment, he began to morph. The crystals that formed his Draconic Body were sinking into the body. His claws slowly retracted and his snout began to recede. The wings and tail tucked in behind his back until they were no more. His stature began to shrink too, the whole crew watching as his body began to look normal again. No more were the scales, but the skin with it's olive-like color. His hair began to sprout from the top of his head, falling around his head in messy fashion. His snout was now stubbier and shorter with two nostrils facing downward, becoming a human nose. His clothes also seemed to sprout around his body, the faded blue kimono and sandals seemingly appearing out of the skin as if they were attachments of Akio. Or maybe his Draconic Form was hiding behind Akio's Form.

Either way, the human that opened his eyes with a casual smile was glad to see the world from his own perspective again. He looked at his fleshy hands that didn't have claws on them and knew that it had worked. Checking himself all over to make sure he had everything in order, he found that he looked exactly like he had when he had jumped into the Zhou. His Ancestral Sword was even sheathed on his belt, unscathed by any of these life-changing events. Of course, he would've known if something had happened to it, given that he still felt his ancestors by his side.

But not everything was the same. He felt a new presence still...another link to another pool of energy. Another voice in his head that could tell him what to do. Another being to seek guidance from. He felt different too...like he was withholding an unbelievable amount of power behind his skin. He felt like he could easily shed this human mold and break out into his Draconic self on a whim. Remembering how massive he was and picturing his Crystal-like body tearing a walkway apart by accidentally morphing was enough motivation for him to keep hold of his current self...to hold back just a tad.

Getting onto his feet felt like slipping into an old pair of shoes as he offered a hand for the Captain of the Cobalt Glaive to shake, "Not bad, indeed."

The setting changes from Sol: Deep Space to Genesis

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"And if you understood humanities plight in our universe, you would understand every sacrifice one makes for your own survival. They armed weapons yes, only to use them when you fired. That sector was uninhabited, deserted, one can say they lay claim to it but in the end it's just words. If it was not for your people's brash actions we would not be talking...Our people would not be killing eachother. And the more time you waste with me is more time not making inventions to protect mankind." The Emperor spoke as he shook his head once again. He also gave his thanks to Myrkul for preserving his warriors.

[ront=myriad]"There is a way to end this bloodshed. Let the battle continue and once it's over I shall see to a peace treaty. If my marines are victorious they will warp out. I would say to recall your people but these particular warriors excel in boarding action. Once this battle concludes then we shall meet again. But for now blood must be Unfortanantly spilled...Your people saw my ships being armed as a sign of battle. But when you been through what we have...You will truly understand that that time to power up shields and weapons when negotiations stop means both life or death...Our actions were a means to be ready for any aggressive action your people took. It's their fault they opened fire..."[/font]

The setting changes from Genesis to Sol: Deep Space

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Lamphouse sated
The eyeless Jinhai channeling Myrkul walked calmly over to Akio to examine him. A lukewarm searchlight peering at Akio to inspect the template shining at it to reveal any cracks of stress in its exterior. The moonlit attention rolled back and forth but spent little time anywhere in particular. Myrkul found it suitable enough that the transition was not grossly malformed.

"We advise caution when attempting slumber. Unconsciousness may release the stronger template.", Myrkul advised curtly.

Then the Jinhai's eyes popped back to existence as Myrkul ceased its direct attention.

Knowledge on deck
A twelve-many and two Jinhai met at the door of medical to join the concordance. They split into two ten-many, only slightly larger than a large burly man, then poured through the door to stand with their heads smashed against the ceiling. They made their way over to where Plinth lay ignorant of the other medics running around the room. Their leather robes and gloves shuffling in some unseen breeze.

"The Mada successfully removed the shroud before becoming unreachable.", said one.
Replied the other, "There are unsealed internal injuries preventing consciousness."

One looked at the working doctors, "The Humankind healers employ direct repair rather than template-based methods. They lack structural knowledge to perform this."
As did the other, "They can be improved directly without compromising the Mada."

An understanding reached they merged hands as two sparks worth of motes crossed the join so three normal Jinhai, four-many, could emerge. They simply walked out of the dense black leather of the robes of the creatures to form their bodies as sparks took their places. Tasked with locating suitable healers one acquired the first healer human they saw, likely a nurse of some kind, walking into them whether facing or not like an oncoming tide. The robe flipped to orient itself with the human anatomy as motes organized the sparks to the chest. Thereafter it imposed upon the worker the Jinhai's structural senses as the others looked for those skilled in surgery. The passing of blood cells, the density of the walls, less all the senses than a penetrative view on the orchestra of parts that made up a living thing. In Plinth they could peer around the curved lines that formed her inner anatomy. Hear the struggling flow of burst veins that poured slowly into her brain. All but the hands were covered the Jinhai could not touch the Mada or they would disturb the concordance inside. The humankind would have to use their own tools.

Slow missiles of dedication the remaining two roved the medical bay until finding two more healers to wear them. They had little awareness of efforts to talk to them except by name and merely walked around, or flowed around, efforts to block them.

The other twelve many removed the shroud from Plinth's pocket to slowly re-weave the matter with sparks of metacreative power. The shroud was indeed something they could repair. While working it simply sat on the nearest occupied bed with a loud splurk of motes splitting to grab supports as to not crush the injured beneath. Consistency of body wasn't something they had abound so sparks came there too, as the Jinhai tended to the patient beneath its hindquarters.

the sole eight-many inquired to any nearby, "Parts are missing from the injured. Do you have spare parts of what is missing?"

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Hanger Bay

Ean shook Akio's hand, smiling his sad smile. "Aye to that Akio. Now that your up and running again, I'd like you to join me in a walkabout through medical. Some of our boys are down for the count, they gave everything they had for us, and for you. More than a few of them have broken legs from that stunt with the drop pods. That's deserving of our attention at the least, I think."

He turned then and began walking towards medical, noticably taking the longer foot route rather than the transit station. He clearly wanted to talk.

Intrusion in Medbay

The Medics and doctors were used to screaming patients, death, and any number of things. The Jinhai were not one of them. As the jinhai crowded around Plinth, more than two nurses had shouted at them in anger to get out of their way, one was particularly a frazzled red haired woman named Amalae, and when the Jinhai had deemed to send out the little black men to do what essentially appeared to her as possess the nurses, she grabbed a broom and started swatting at them with it.

One of the older doctors, who had actually seen the Jinhai before on another planet, stopped her and sent her to help another team who was working on Kath.

He stood before the jinhai, and scooped up one that was searching for people to "wear" it, letting it flow over him in their peculiar way. He recieved it's instructions, but then said to it in a very firm but kind voice "I appreciate the assistance, friends, but You need to step clear and out of the way. Our work is hard enough without having to move around you. As to the "spare parts" We keep several fresh amputated limbs in the corpse locker, one level down, seventh door in the back."

The setting changes from Sol: Deep Space to Genesis

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The Jinahi pondered new developments to the conversation in their quiet whispers as to not disturb the Living Emperor's conversation with a Celestialkind. They were the contemplative mind of Myrkul and they were always considering when in numbers such as this cabal of thousands. The whispering never ended through it usually pertained in snippets to a conversation writ in the larger area.

"Eldryth has redirected her transection arrival point to Tolyl's location.", said one.

"It is the lesser of Myrkul's prerogative. What is their objective?", replied its neighbor.

Answered another from nearby, "They are aware of the situation with the Beastkind. She intends to undertake investigations into suitable psi-seed containers for beastkind for purposes of rekindling."

"Restrictions may exist by dicta of the fallen Emperor to restrain such an action.", said one studying plaques attached to the wall of the Imposition.

"'Citizens of my empire shall not be allowed to perish from reality' inscribed in the holy city does not imply templating requirements.", said another reading a plaque with just such a message upon it.

"Can current dicta produce agents of the Living Emperor that are neither humankind nor dragonkind?", said another looking at the space marine stood in the middle of the room.

"This is a current example. It still constitutes a recognized servant of the Living Emperor.", replied another next to him.

"Acquire a beastkind sample if prudent. Jinhai will study it for rekindling. The Living Emperor's dicta should also apply to Eldryth.", said one while looking to Myrkul.

"There will be failures.", replied another at the back of the room tending to a small dias.

"'It is not meant that humankind should suffer long by the hands of enemies much less the state' does imply a template requirement for that concern.", said another from a different plaque inside the room.

"Then failures of Beastkind to rekindle can be destroyed as Tainted to reduce corruptive presence with no further concerns.", decided a Jinhai near the door arches.

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Akio nodded respectfully towards the Jinhai, "Understood. And I thank you for your aid during the retrieval for the artifact."

His smile remained cool and unwavering as ever, but as he accompanied Captain Ean to the Medical Bay, he felt the guilt of his actions washing over him. His actions in the Wasteland were noble, smart, and innovative, going a long way in helping the Cobalt Glaive take the artifact and returning to space with minimal casualty. They were also selfish. He couldn't help but question his capabilities in giving the orders he did and how he didn't even consider what the crew thought of them. He didn't even know if adopting the artifact as his own body was a wise decision either. He didn't know what Plinth had planned for it and whether or not his decision would In thinking up his strategy and his method around the enemy, he didn't factor in his own side and how his strategy would affect them until Captain Ean brought it to his attention:

"...some of our boys are down for the count, they gave everything they had for us, and for you. More than a few of them have broken legs from that stunt with the drop pods. That's deserving of our attention at the least, I think."

The Wanderer was silent for a spell, reflecting as they walked. After a moment, he asked, "Captain Ean...was my decision to drop the pods on the shield the right one, in your opinion?"

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As they were

The Jinhai were very content to serve Humankind and obeyed quite readily when addressed directly. The broom didn't quite qualify and the hood just expanded upward to keep the nurse's head from being beaten. The other flipped to align with the surgeon aligning with the doctor's body properly as a worn thing should. Jinhai were tools and thought nothing of losing agency in such ways. They dedicated themselves to dealing with the doctor's and the nurse's needs. The third Jinhai continued roaming the bay looking for the suitable pouring around nurses obstinately walking through him without complaint on its own part though the nurses might have much to say about it.

The eight-many, dispatched to a worthwhile task, poured into two four-many Jinhai from the mass then headed to leave. Before it left the sandy-faced creature spoke both flat and tersely, "Rekindled will be deposited here."

Thrones of mankind were things perishable and the Jinhai moved quite quickly down the hall as directed. Their boneless legs stretching quickly from step to step as they splattered forcelessly into workers to reassemble around behind them or skated along walls around obstructions. Knowledge of the ship inherited from concordance of the other Jinhai they understood where to go.

Jinhai as creatures were microscopic blades and the information they gained was a dense and plentiful thing. They had difficulties expressing knowledge to the nurse a smaller pool of qualified knowledge as they possessed. The doctor most certainly was quantified everything he asked for.

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"Well things have made a strange change in our people's struggle..." Bastakia said from the shadows. " Maybe now you will be willing to talk? Now that our peoples are not with blade at each other's throats?" Bastakia asked as she stepped out of the shadows into the light.

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"Of course, however I won't be able to assist my own people with the force of Chaos on Terra's doorstep. But let us end this before we both lose unnecessary soldiers. So, shall we make a peace treaty or do you have anything to add?" The Emperor spoke as he turned to face the Goddess.

As much as he rather not talk to any deity, his men did not need to fight an uneccecary war. Against those dragons that appeared, now that is what they should fight.

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"Only one thing to add...it would be best if our peoples avoided each other for the time being...both of our peoples are warlike and stubborn. We will both need time to cool off so as not to risk another such tragedy from happening." Bastakia stated.

Bastakia looked out at the space around her. "My people will be on the watch for these dragons as well.... Should they prove hostile to us we may have a reason to speak again."

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"Then I see no reason to deny this treaty. I will ensure that my Black Templars focus on these new enemies. But as of now I am glad we can reach an agreement, despite your status as a divine being our people must not lose their lives over trivialities. I can even hear the Dark Gods laughing...So this will be a good thing for the both of us..."