Warhammer: Starting as a Planetary Governor

Eden's psychic awareness reached out toward the brilliant light source in the Warp.

In the swirling chaotic void, he glimpsed a grand, higher-dimensional construct—a creation so hazy and otherworldly that it appeared unreal.

With the current energy level of his miniature sun, he was entirely unable to interact with such a high-dimensional existence.

He focused all his consciousness, attempting to make sense of it.

But he couldn't grasp its form or retain any impressions; it was as if he was perceiving a powerful illusion.

The construct's lines seemed to begin and end within themselves, forming impossible angles that fragmented the void.

This left Eden dizzy and disoriented, unable to process its appearance in his mind.

Suddenly, Eden felt a powerful psychic tremor.

It was emanating from the Emperor's radiant star-like presence.

The colossal sun exuded a surge of excitement.

"What treasure could make the Emperor so stirred?" Eden thought, his psychic form shivering in amazement.

Then, a tremendous surge of energy flowed into Eden's miniature sun—a direct gift from the Emperor.

The Emperor, limited in His actions, lent Eden this power as the miniature sun was better suited for interacting with the construct.

With the Emperor's assistance, Eden finally saw the construct clearly.

It was an inverted tetrahedron formed from ancient blackstone, nearly the size of the starport, radiating an indescribable, otherworldly glow.

The shimmering, mysterious light seemed to defy human perception.

The moment Eden beheld the tetrahedron, information surged into his mind through the miniature sun.

And then he realized what it was.

A Blackstone Gate of the Webway.

The miniature sun contracted violently, and Eden's consciousness reeled. This was a monumental discovery!

No wonder the Emperor had reacted so strongly—Blackstone Gates were ultimate treasures, once the focal point of galactic power struggles.

The Webway, constructed by the ancient Old Ones using their unparalleled psychic and technological mastery, was a higher-dimensional network of pathways through the Warp.

This miraculous feat of engineering connected every corner of the galaxy, offering stable and instantaneous travel while avoiding the dangers of Warp storms.

Though the Old Ones had long since vanished, the Webway endured, albeit in a fragmented state.

Even a small fragment of the Webway could grant its wielder unmatched navigational capabilities and unimaginable potential.

The Emperor had once sought to master the Webway for humanity.

To study and utilize the Webway beneath Terra, He had retreated to His secret laboratories within the Imperial Palace. There, He constructed the Golden Throne to channel immense psychic energy and link the Webway to the Imperium.

This connection would have ushered humanity into an era of prosperity, free from the perils of Warp travel.

However, Horus' betrayal derailed His plans.

Magnus' reckless actions shattered the Webway portal on Terra, allowing hordes of daemons to spill forth.

In a desperate bid to save Terra, the Emperor was forced to sit upon the Golden Throne, using His vast psychic power to seal the breach and prevent the planet from becoming a second Eye of Terror.

Though the Horus Heresy was eventually quelled, humanity lost both the Emperor and the Webway, dooming the Imperium to millennia of stagnation and decline.

Now, Eden had stumbled upon another Webway gate, one that appeared remarkably intact.

The Emperor's excitement was palpable. Though He could no longer act, He entrusted this task to Eden.

Eden was equally exhilarated.

With access to the Webway, he could expand his influence across the galaxy, even from the remote Urth system.

The Webway would solve resource scarcity, allowing fleets to venture to distant regions for trade and exploration.

As for safety, Eden felt reassured.

With the Emperor's vast psychic power as his backing, the gate could be hidden near the Emperor's radiant presence, ensuring its security.

"The Emperor might not mind me borrowing a bit of His energy for this," Eden mused.

Still, if necessary, his miniature sun could provide power instead.

But Eden quickly realized the harsh truth: he lacked the resources to utilize the Webway gate.

"It's just too expensive..." he sighed.

The Hope Energy required to extract the Blackstone Gate would be measured in billions—a sum far beyond his current means.

Without even a functional fleet, the gate was a distant dream.

Marking the gate's location with a psychic beacon, Eden reluctantly moved on.

Pouring another five million units of Hope Energy, he resumed his search for a usable starship.

But luck seemed to have abandoned him.

What followed were finds of little value—mere scraps and fragments.

"Seriously? Is this rock bottom?"

Sensing his waning fortune, Eden decided to call it a day. Continuous exploration was also a strain on his psychic form.

Returning to his physical body, Eden opened his eyes and gazed at the stars outside his window.

Suddenly, a rift appeared in the void, ejecting various items—his spoils from the Warp.

Eden immediately contacted the starport's operations chief:

"Recover everything. Don't lose a single piece.

Oh, and notify the logistics team—prepare a feast for everyone tonight!"

Satisfied, Eden leaned back, reassuring himself: "Kindness breeds luck. Tomorrow's draw will be better!"

Meanwhile, the starport buzzed with activity. Workers piloted small craft to retrieve the Warp's gifts, which were promptly stored and purified.

The initial inventory report was soon in Eden's hands:

Weapons:

Light Lance arrays (Dark Age relics).

Large battleship main cannons (likely from the Golden Age).

Various shipboard weapons of mixed eras, pending identification.

STC:

Nine fragments requiring translation by a Magos.

Armor:

Five pieces of damaged power armor.

Shipwrecks:

Twenty-five fragments, value indeterminate.

Miscellaneous:

An ancient yellow curved fruit.

Several archaic household items.

A live Ork...

"What the hell?!" Eden jolted upright.

He had hastily scooped up everything during his search, including the green-skinned menace.

Orks were notorious for multiplying rapidly.

Fortunately, the report assured him that the Ork had been incinerated, and all contact materials thoroughly sterilized.

Still, Eden scribbled an additional note: "Repeat sterilization procedures!"

He shuddered at the thought of hearing a sudden "WAAAGH!" while enjoying a peaceful moment.

Eager to examine the STC fragments, Eden headed to Kaul's temporary Mechanicum workshop.

Inside, Kaul stood before a shattered relic of white ceramic, silver pipes, and chrome chambers—a piece of the STC.

Kaul, beaming with excitement, turned to Eden.

"What kind of tech does it contain?" Eden asked eagerly.

Kaul replied solemnly:

"A masterpiece of engineering... it produces highly realistic silicone humanoid effigies."

"...What?"

(End of Chapter)

(Finds a STC! It was a sex doll stc...)

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