The Holy Chronicles of Baator

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MC POV

Being born again was a weird experience, especially when I was considering the fact that I was using only a part of my soul for the rebirth. I was born on the planet known as Fenran Rex IX., which was a frozen hellish world...

It was also classified as the Death World.

A Death World is a planet that has been judged by the Imperium to be too dangerous to support widespread Human settlement due to dangerous environmental conditions or the sheer ferocity of the fauna and flora that make up the planet's biosphere.

The types of Death Worlds are varied, ranging from planets that are covered by worldwide jungles that harbor vicious carnivorous plants and animals to barren rockscapes strewn with volcanoes and wracked by ion storms.

In at least one case, the planet itself is alive.

Fenran Rex IX was a frozen hellhole where only the strongest of the strongest managed to survive... I was reborn as a nameless orphan in a random village in the northern pole of the Fenran Rex IX, before the village was destroyed by the local fauna.

From there on, I wandered through the planet for some time; fortunately, the part of my soul that was used for my rebirth was strong enough, so I was able to use my power to reconstruct my body and age myself to adult form.

Being stuck as a child for another fifteen years or so would probably be one of the worst things that I could imagine. The problematic thing, though, was getting from the Fenran Rex IX because the world was under a permanent warpstorm of the Warp.

Still...

The Fenran Rex IX was rather interesting and it seemed that a lot has changed since I was living in the Immaterium Universe. The Golden Age of Technology, the time when the Solar Federation was dominating the Milky Way Galaxy and split it with the Aeldari Empire, has come to an end...

What has remained was the terrible vision of the Universe, where everything that humanity built was perverted by Faith, superstition, and fear of advancement and technology. This age of humanity was the worst version that I could see.

It seemed that the Faith had completely broken humanity, and from the bits of information I managed to find and gather, the Imperial Truth of the Emperor of Mankind was twisted into the disgusting Faith of the Imperial Cult that stands against everything that the Imperial Truth stood for.

Now the thing was... how to get out of this planet because it was covered by the permanent War Storm, and it was nigh impossible to leave. The fact that this place was rather primitive, or it would be more suitable to say it was largely primitive, didn't help it at all.

The only thing I could do right now was to search the planet for something useful, especially in the civilized areas of the planet, which were not numerous in the first place, and it was rare to encounter civilization.

Or perhaps it was just the fact that I was reborn in the most hostile areas of the planet, Fenran Rex IX, that still remains to be seen. For the past ten years, I have only been recovering my strength and surviving within the wilderness of the Fenran Rex IX.

Probably, the greatest downside of my rebirth within the Immaterius Universe was the fact that I needed to build my power from scratch due to the vastly different rules of the Immaterius Universe and the uniqueness of the Immaterius Universe itself.

The existence of the Warp was denying the existence of the powers that were not stemming from the Warp itself, and because only a small part of my soul was used in the rebirth process, I couldn't really do anything about it aside from adapting to the situation.

And it went rather well, aside from the dangerous flora and fauna, especially the Danger Beasts that were ever-present around the planet Fenran Rex IX. Some of them were especially dangerous even for me right now because I was not even at the Continental Level Combatant right now.

Regaining my power took far longer than I had initially anticipated; the suppression of the Will of the Universe of the Immaterius Universe was very strong, especially to me. Even though the Will of the Universe partially accepted me back, it still refused to accept anything that was even remotely connected to something that the Will of the Universe considered foreign.

Of course, my powers... the ones belonging to my true body belonged were considered as especially foreign to the existence of the Immaterius Universe, so the Will of the Universe was doing everything in its power to block my power from recovering.

For that, I needed to find another way to grow powerful to the degree where I could at least effectively protect myself. Interestingly enough, the Danger Beasts on this planet were part of the natural evolution of the planet.

Fenran Rex IX was one of the most hostile places across the entire Milky Way Galaxy, and it seemed that Warp Energy was fastening the evolution of the entire world, causing the local fauna and flora to evolve to ridiculous degrees.

Some of the Danger Beasts that I studied were indeed marvels of evolution; one could rarely see such dangerous creatures being born naturally, without any outside interference.

Right now, I was heading to another continent because, as it seemed, the continent where I was right now was barely populated, with only a sparse population. I needed to gather resources to reforge my body and increase the aptitude of my physique to create a better vessel for my power.

Unfortunately, even during the days of the Solar Federation in the Golden Age of Technology, the Fenran Rex IX was classified as a forbidden zone, and there were no settlements on the planet, aside from a few.

And all of them were located on the continent where I was heading right now.

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Planets like Fenran Rex IX. were dangerous places, and during the Solar Federation, planets under the permanent Warp Storm were exceedingly rare. Warp during the 24th Millennium, there were no permanent Warp Storms around the planets.

The Solar Federation only rarely encountered the planet under the permanent Warp Storm, and when I was alive in the 24th Millennium, we only encountered such a planet only twice, and I was able to study such a planet only once.

Because the entire planet Fenran Rex IX. was cold as hell, even with my current strength and body physique, I felt the coldness of Fenran Rex IX. as everything was covered in ice and snow.

The chilling air was freezing; if not for the clothes that I made from the fur of some of the powerful Danger Beasts that I killed in the wilderness, I would have had serious problems surviving in this place. The entire place was troublesome as fuck, and I couldn't wait till I was completely using Warp Energy.

Because I couldn't use most of my conventional methods to travel, I was forced to go on foot. Fortunately, my physique had already reached supernatural levels; if not for that, it would be much more troublesome than right now.

Right now, my understanding of the Warp Energy was almost terrible, and at the same time, I was not really able to grasp the control of the Warp Energy. I already tried it several times, but every time when I attempted it, I felt something was blocking me from the efficient control and usage of the Warp Energy.

I already had some understanding of Warp Energy from the times of the Solar Federation and from the spies that I sent into the Immaterius Universe; a few of them were lucky enough to return; not many were able to, but those who were returned with rather precious information.

And with that and from my own research, I managed to find out, that the Warp itself was somehow sentient or at least something in those lines. If not outright sentient, then the Chaos Gods that existed within the Warp were able to control the Immaterium far better than I had initially expected.

The Chaos Gods were immensely powerful entities, and due to the peculiarities of the Immaterius Universe, they were able to mobilize enormous levels of power; I predicted that their combat prowess was not lower than Tier 13 at the individual rate.

Understanding the power of the Warp and the Immaterium was something that I have been doing for several past years, though I have especially been careful not to catch the attention of any of the Chaos Gods, especially the Four Great Gods of the Warp.

Aside from the Great Four, there existed a bunch of Minor Chaos Gods that were not that powerful like the Great Four, but they were still far more powerful than I was right now, and every single one could squash me like a bug.

Of course, I had a certain trump card, which was part of my true power from the true body hidden within my very own Soul that I had prepared exactly for this occasion. It was the last resort that I prepared before my reincarnation in case something happened to my reincarnation within the Immaterius Universe.

The sheer power that I put into this last failsafe should be enough to obliterate Peak Primarch several times over and kill most of the Tier 13 existences. Unfortunately, I could use this power only a few times, approximately two or three, depending on the output of the energy.

But if it wasn't absolutely inevitable, I wanted to avoid using the failsaves that I installed within my Soul, which were for the transmigration into the Immaterius Universe. Only when I was in the deepest shit would I be able to use these fail-saves to save my hide.

Till now, I was rather focusing on cultivating the different sources of power, preferably my very own physique, which was the best thing to do... Strengthening my physique through the energies of the Warp was a unique experience.

Warp Energy in its purest form was extremely volatile and destructive, a dangerous thing to do anything, and using it on my flesh to temper my physique seemed like utter foolishness to many, but to me, it was the best way to temper my physique.

It wasn't very different from the things that I have done in the past to temper my body; in fact, it was rather similar. It was rather a crude method but an especially effective one because I managed to strengthen my body to a great degree.

On the other hand, replicating my Magic and other abilities through the Immaterium proved to be a tougher nut to crack. Almost impossible one right now because it seemed that my body didn't have an affinity for the Warp itself.

Basically, I couldn't replicate the so-called Psyker Gene from nothing. I already tried several times, based on the information that I had from the times of the Terran Federation, where the Terran Federation conducted extensive research on the Psykers.

We were able to depict the reason for the Psyker Powers manifesting in the people, and its source was the Psyker Gene that some specimens of the human race were carrying. It was something that the Solar Federation, even at its peak, couldn't really replicate by any means.

For me, the sole method is to attune my physique to the Warp and thus allow me to use the Warp far more easily. Right now, due to the lack of the Psyker Gene and only thanks to the power of my Soul, I could use Warp to a certain degree.

But for more delicate usage of the Warp, I needed to create Psyker Gene in my body, and for that, I needed to collect already existing Psyker Genes and modify them for my personal usage.

Unfortunately, because it seemed that this continent lacked Psykers, I couldn't really create the Psyker Gene that I needed.

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The Psyker Gene was something that a person needed to be born with, and it couldn't be replicated artificially. Even though I was doing my best to research the dammed thing, there was zero progress since the time I started, so the only thing that I could do about it right now was to give up.

At least, until I gather some Psyker as experimental subjects for much-needed clinical experiments that were an absolute necessity in this kind of thing.

Psyker...

Psychic powers are sometimes referred to as "sorcery" when they are gained or enhanced through interaction and bargaining with the malevolent entities who exist within the Empyrean.

Psykers were also sometimes called "witches" in the Imperium of Man and among the Aeldari, particularly when such powers are used in a way that they show no regard for the dangers they may spawn for others or are used in pursuit of the agenda of the Chaos Gods. Psychic powers are sometimes referred to by the ignorant in the Imperium as "magic", also spelled "magick".

All Psykers draw their powers from the extradimensional realm of Psychic Energy, the Immaterium or the "Warp" that underlies and penetrates four-dimensional realspace and is the source of all Psychic Energy in the universe.

***

Reaching the outskirts of the continent where he was right now took me approximately one month or so; counting the days in this kind of environment was something rather hard. Often, it was impossible to distinguish between day and night.

Fenran Rex IX. was a cold, frozen world that was most of the time in perpetual darkness, and every time of the day, it seemed like a night. When I arrived at the shores of the continent, standing in front of the enormous cliffs, I noticed that a large part of the ice that was separating the landmasses was frozen.

'The exact size of the Fenran Rex IX. is huge, probably enough to be considered as a Super Planet, so the distance between two continents would be equally tremendous and challenging. Especially when I would be traveling on foot.'

Because I had some records of the Fenran Rex IX. from my time in the Terran Federation, though the records about the planet were pretty obscure, I knew that it was approximately forty times bigger than Terra and was classified as a Super Planet by the Terran Federation.

Planets like these were most often dangerous because flora and fauna adapted to such environments, and thus, the Solar Federation often refrained from entering such planets and sending expeditions there unless there was something on the planet that they desperately needed.

Some creatures living within the planets, like Fenran Rex IX. could destroy Titans and other of the most advanced machines of the war of the Terran Federation. There were many cases where the Terran Federation even attempted to colonize some of such worlds, but most often, it ended in total disaster.

I still remember one occasion when entire Spartan Legions of genetically engineered soldiers were wiped out by hostile fauna that lived in the Super Planet, when the high-ups of the Military Command decided to take the entire planet due to rich deposits of Thorium and several other important metals.

There was no point in thinking about that... right now, the most important thing was to find civilization, gather subjects with the potential Psyker Gene, and regain my strength as fast as possible and as much as possible.

From the reports that I had about the current state of the Milky Way Galaxy, I would really need it.

***

Several weeks later, the outskirts of the continent.

After several weeks, I finally managed to get to the outskirts of the continent where I was located, thankfully. It was becoming a hassle to move just through the frozen wasteland, so finally, there was some change in the enviroment.

If we could even call it that way, because here, on the Fenran Rex IX., the freezing temperatures went to absolute extremes, and even large parts of the oceans and seas were frozen to vast chunks of ice that broke only when some of the super lifeforms living in the seas wanted to get some breath of fresh air.

I had already built myself a makeshift boat, primitive, yes, but it would serve its purpose in transporting me from point A to point B. Hopefully, I will have luck on my side and avoid some of the most troublesome creatures.

Those living in the sea.

Generally, it seemed that the beings living in the sea were always bigger than those living in the land or on the ground.

Something that I was already noticing within the Kadath Universe's various planes and realms, be it Magical Beasts, Monsters, or anything else, something that lived in the depths of the ocean was always bigger, stronger, and more dangerous.

"It looks rather calm..."

Observing the calm ocean that was separating these two continents, I sighed while controlling the makeshift ship to depart from one continent to another. At the same time, I was deeply hoping that I wouldn't attract the attention of some sea monster.

Though I was confident in fighting them, right now, my capabilities were rather limited, and I didn't want to waste my trump cards on something insignificant, such as big fish living in the ocean that decided to make me their dinner.

Fortunately, after several days I have spent on the oceans, aside from the minor turbulence in the form of rather bad weather, everything went smoothly. Right now, after spending more than twenty days on the open ocean, I am probably beyond half of the journey to another continent.

The entire time I spent in meditation, I was trying to draw the chaotic energies of the Warp and refine my physique to a higher degree because it was the best that I could do right now to increase my strength in a short time.

The more I repeated this, the more familiar I became with using the energies of the Immaterium to temper my physique. Unfortunately, the Terran Federation didn't really have an advanced program when it came to cultivating the Psykers.

There were too few of them, and many of them basically embarked on the path of self-training; the training methods of the Terran Federation were crude.

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Only the Aeldari had the powers Immaterium for a very long time; their civilization was old, probably even as more than sixty million years. The information that the Terran Federation gathered about the ancient Aeldari Empire was incomplete, and in the first place, there were not many of them.

Unfortunately for the Terran Federation, the relationship between the Terran Federation and the Aeldari Empire was bad as fuck. Or it would be more suitable to say, the Aeldari looked down on the humankey, calling them "Mon-keigh".

The Mon-keigh were an ancient xenos race that was exterminated by the Aeldari millennia before their first contact with Mankind. The Mon-keigh were described in Aeldari stories and legends as a species of sub-intelligent, cannibalistic beasts that lived in the twilight realm of Koldo.

These misshapen monstrosities invaded the Aeldari lands and subjugated them for many cycles, until they were eventually cleansed from the galaxy by the hero Elronhir.

Since then, Scholars surmise that the word mon-keigh, also spelled mon'keigh, of the Aeldari Lexicon refers to any non-Aeldari species they deem inferior and in need of extermination. In general, it is now a pejorative term used to describe the Humanity.

There was no way that the proud and arrogant Aeldari would share their methods of cultivation of the Warp Energies from the Immaterium. The methods of cultivating the Warp Energies were rare and were only in the hands of the Aeldari, so that left the Terran Federation to only themselves.

They could only do it the most old-fashioned way in trial and error, which resulted in vastly inferior quality Psykers of the Terran Federation because they were self-trained or trained with the methods of the Terran Federation that was built on the trial and error method.

This resulted in not only poor quality of Psykers, but also the Psykers were most often uncontrollable.

Controlling the Warp Energies was an arduous task for anyone, and without a proper method and some fail-safes, the Psykers often faced an uncontrollable burst of the Warp Energy, possession by the Daemons of the Warp, or anything else that could kill them and everything around them.

Fortunately for me, I could control the Warp Energies without many problems with just a little effort. Perhaps I should catch some Aeldari and extract methods of training in Warp Energy control and cultivation of Warp Energies, so I could create something that is best suited for me.

***

Traversing through the frozen oceans of the Fenran Rex IX. was smooth, to my shock and surprise, but nothing serious really happened, and soon enough, approximately five weeks later, I managed to land on another continent.

The one that had civilization on it.

Aside from that, at a later date, I would need to search for some Voidship to leave this planet; my strength was insufficient to tear holes in space for the time being, and at the same time, it would probably remain in this way for a long time.

Ironically, though, if I had my previous strength or at least a small fraction, I could have teleported through the entire Milky Way Galaxy how I wished. I still had coordinates of all important planets of not only the Terran Federation but also the entire Milky Way Galaxy.

So, for the time being, I would need to be content with just the Voidship...

The moment when I arrived at this new continent, it wasn't hard to find traces of human activity in this frozen hellhole; even though it was better compared to the previous one, it was still a wonder how a bunch of ordinary humans could survive here.

For me, or any biologically more powerful and advanced species, it was easy, but for the humans that were frail and weak, especially without advanced technology, it was really something.

Still, Humanity was a very adaptable species; even across all the species that I came across, their adaptability was top-notch, probably only inferior to the Orks of the Immaterius Universe, but the Orks were different chapters altogether.

Especially in the aspect that the Orks were artificially created species and not the natural ones that achieved their state through evolution.

'The traces are fresh; somebody probably passed through here not even ten hours ago...'

It would take some time to reach the place where the traces were leading, probably the humans that lived in this area, were using these shores for fishing.

***

Unknown Continent

The Northern Regions of the Continent were the harshest of the entire continent. They were filled with countless mutated Danger Beasts that roamed the territories of the Northern Regions and were basically the undisputed rulers of the entire place.

But that didn't mean that the humans who lived in the Northern Regions were at the bottom of the food chain. In fact, many of them grouped together and created Clans and Tribes.

The Partas Clan was a clan of hunters who specialized in killing Danger Beasts. The Clan was in a constant struggle for survival, threatened by both the harsh weather conditions and the Danger Beasts they hunted.

Due to that, the Clan adopted the ideology of Social Darwinism, which often led the Clan to produce the strongest Hunters in the not only the Northern Regions, but also the entire continent.

This also allowed them to easily resist the coalition of the Northern Tribes that were coveting the territories of the Partas Clan, which ruled the area that were best. Their territories had a high amount of the Danger Beasts, providing them with basically endless food supplies.

Yet the Partas Clan resisted, not only resisted, but also pushed back the coalition of the Northern Tribes and often took territories from them instead.

"Patriarch, we found signs of the human activity around the shores, approximately three hours ago. They belong to one person, so either it is a spy from the Northern Tribes or some wanderer."

The Patriarch of the Partas Clan was an elderly-looking, blue-haired man who was probably in his sixties, but he still had vigor and vitality in him, no less than any youth. Additionally to that, he had an invisible, powerful aura radiating around him, which made everyone tense just by looking at him.

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It didn't take long for the Partas Clan to dispatch a team to search for the intruder because, according to the scout, the person who intruded into the territory of the Partas Clan was apparently very strong.

It was easy to tell that, judging by the several Danger Beasts that were killed along the way, some of them were rather powerful, something that would require the most powerful hunters of the Partas Clan to bring down.

People of the Fenran Rex IX. adjusted to the hostile environment in their own way. They were hunting down powerful Danger Beasts of the Fenran Rex IX., and by eating their flesh, they gained more powerful physiques and even prolonged lifespans in some cases.

Through generations and generations that were feeding on the corpses of the Danger Beasts, the humans of Fenran Rex IX. breeder several very powerful Hunter Bloodlines that banded together, creating various Families, Clans, Tribes, and other organizations, becoming the true power in this world.

The Hunters were the pinnacle of the world, especially the most powerful ones that could defeat the Super Danger Beasts that could raze down entire mountains in certain cases.

This team of Hunters was personally led by the Patriarch of the Partas Clan, Ezran Partas.

Ezran Partas was considered one of the most powerful Hunters in the entire world; there were only a few such powerful Hunters on the entire planet, Fenran Rex IX.

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MC POV

After I arrived on this continent, after a while, I was immediately attacked by several powerful Danger Beasts; some of them were even comparable to the peak Tier 8 Devil, which was rather surprising news.

Some of them had really powerful innate abilities, so it was rather surprising to see the humans of the Fenran Rex IX. to be able to hunt all of these creatures. For me, killing them wasn't hard; just my physique alone was enough to overcome their power.

Aside from that, for the several millenias that I was alive, I was able to master countless forms of combat and perfect them to the state, where I was one of the best combatants in the entire Kadath Universe.

Dealing with these kinds of Danger Beasts even under these conditions wasn't much of a problem for me. Even though I lacked suitable weapons to deal with them, unfortunately nothing could go with me to the Immaterius Universe, especially no any kinds of weapons.

As unfortunate as it was.

I already gathered some fine materials, so I should be able to refine a proper weapon for myself, one from the rare materials and remains of the Super Danger Beasts that I slayed.

I wasn't a weapon refiner or blacksmith by any means, so everything that I made would be vastly inferior to something that a proficient master could make, but it was also better than nothing.

That I had to admit.

Theoretically speaking, if I could use a bit of my true power to refine the weapon, it should be an artifact of superior quality and power, probably powerful enough to last me until I recover my power to the peak of Tier 11.

Perhaps even beyond that, if it could become a Growth-Type weapon or something, but with the materials that I had on hand, such a thing would be impossible. Still, that was for the future, but I already made a mental note to search for rare materials and other things so I could make some proper equipment.

'Hmm... incoming humans? And from their speed, they should be at the peak of Tier 8, at least one of them has extremely powerful Aura.... and what is that... subconscious manipulation of the Warp Energy from the Immaterium?'

These seemed to be the Hunters of the Fenran Rex IX., I extracted some memories about them from the minds of the Super Danger Beasts that I slayed and the information about them was rather detailed, which was rather surprising.

But the Super Danger Beasts developed strong sentience and their intelligence was not inferior to any human at all, which made them rather dangerous enemies on the field.

The Hunters were something akin to evolved humans, a very dangerous one, especially those who devoured the flesh and heart of the Super Danger Beasts, because there was a strong chance that such humans could obtain the abilities of the Super Danger Beast itself.

Some Super Danger Beasts were born with rather peculiar and powerful abilities, as I have seen. This wasn't really surprising, considering the connection with the Immaterium, the connection that this planet had with the Warp itself.

Some planets had a weird connection with the Warp itself, and when I said weird, it was in a sense that it wasn't corruptive, but rather pure energies of the Immaterium were affecting the planet itself.

Such a thing was rare, and even when the Terran Federation was at its peak, it only encountered a few of such worlds, and most of them were, in the end, lost to the ancient Aeldari Empire, which took the planets from the Terran Federation mostly by brute force and their mastery over the Warp.

In such a world, it was basically safe to practice Psyker powers, and the chances of being attacked by Daemons were very low, in fact. That was the reason why such places had very high value, especially for the Aeldari, who were all Psykers and especially powerful ones.

And as I was pondering over the matter, the Hunters of the Partas Clan already arrived at my position and surrounded me, with no single one opening being left out.

At the same time, they already prepared their weapons and were ready to fight at any moment. Their capabilities were indeed commendable because it was clear that they were indeed expert combatants, with skills high enough to be considered experts even in the Chthonian Empire of Baator.

'The leader is the strongest out of them; based on his strength, he should also probably be the Patriarch of the entire Clan or Tribe.'

Still... the light blue hair and the cross-like symbol were familiar to me for some reason, thougI I don't know where I already seen it.

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We observed each other with the Patriarch of the Hunter Tribe or Clan for a while. I could see that the man was staring at me like I was some dangerous Danger Beast that he wanted to hunt, but at the same time, I could see the apprehension in his eyes.

Most probably, he realized that I was rather dangerous, and now he was judging if I was a threat or not; it would be most preferable if he judged that I wasn't because I didn't really want to fight against them.

All of them were practically peaks of Tier 8, with the Patriarch, their leader was something akin to the Limit of Tier 8 like it was in the Higher Dimensional World of the Baator and was far more powerful than the average peak Tier 8 individual.

Aside from that, I could feel something hidden in his body, something very powerful and troublesome. And mainly due to this, I didn't really want to fight with him because it would greatly consume my Energy Reserves that I have painstakingly created.

Not to mention, they most probably brought with them something and equipment that could help them restrain Tier 9.

I didn't really wish to waste my precious energy on the pointless fights until I made this vessel Psyker and obtained a stable connection to the Immaterium that would freely allow me to use the energies of the Warp I intended to lay low.

If I had a stable connection to the Immaterium, then one move from me would be more than enough to wipe all of these people out. Unfortunately, now I could do the only thing in this situation, something I didn't do in many, many millenias...

Negotiation.

"Greetings, foreigner."

Surprisingly, it was the leader of the Hunters who spoke the first word to me... It was highly probable that neither the Hunters wished to fight me, all things considered, especially If I wasn't hostile to them from the start.

It would be just a waste of time and manpower, both things that were practically invaluable within the conditions of the Fenran Rex IX. this planet was too harsh, and conditions were too terrible for the people picking up fighting with everyone around.

In fact, it was best to either kill someone instantly without suffering any losses or to avoid fighting altogether to preserve their strength. I already had suspicions that I was, in a certain way, under the watch of the Four Great Chaos Gods and the Emperor of Mankind.

And perhaps the other beings of a similar level that had the same presence within the Warp as the Emperor or the Four Great Chaos Gods. There were tales that nothing that happened within the Realms of the Immaterium escaped the sight of these entities.

They were one with the Empyrean Realm and were able to monitor everything that was taking place there, including the fact that I was able to siphon energies from the Immaterium for my own devices.

"Greetings... just for the note, I am just passing by your territory, and I will be soon gone."

I returned the greeting to the leading Hunter, though neither of us lowered our guard, and the people that the man brought with him were ready to attack just as they were before.

Even though we established some preliminary conversation, it meant nothing, and the situation could still evolve into a fight.

"You seem to be pretty strong for just some random foreigner..."

The blue-haired man squinted his eyes when he observed me. Clearly, he was still suspicious of me; it seemed that something must be going on in this region for them to be this tense.

Perhaps their Tribe or Clan was right now embroiled in a war against the other factions living in the same area or region?

Such an answer was highly possible; in harsh conditions like this, every square meter of soil was worth more than the purest gold, and it was only respectable that the various factions living in this place would be waging war for the resources.

It was like this in every place of existence, just in places like this, where resources and even living spaces were not only scarce, they were considered luxurious of the highest grade, the battles and fights for the resources and living space were at the same time war for the very own survival of people living here.

"Perhaps."

I smiled back, knowing that the man was going to fish for more information.

"Your own strength is also impressive, and that connection with the Immaterium of yours... ts, ts, ts... I wonder how the Daemons of Warp haven't yet destroyed your entire faction."

I had some rudimentary understanding of the Immaterium and the modus operandi of the Four Great Chaos Gods. They would never allow someone to use the energies of the Warp freely; they were pretty arrogant about the Immaterium and considered the entire Realm of the Empyrean as their personal property.

Thus, every single time someone attempted to use the energies of the Warp, it would come to the attention of the Four Great Chaos Gods. And it would always end very badly for the person who caught the attention of one of the Four Great Chaos Gods.

In fact, catching the attention of any Chaos God was worse than being dead because one could be certain that he would receive the most gruesome death possible or even a fate worse than death itself.

'Incorporated Energies of the Warp into their very own bloodlines, but there is no corruption... Fascinating, not even their Souls are tainted a bit by the Ruinous Powers or anything like that, and there are no physical deformities or any other possible signs of the Chaos corrupting them.'

Just a brief observation from close quarters was all I needed to know about their peculiar situation: they were somehow able to incorporate the Energies of the Immaterium into their existence without being corrupted by it.

This was a feat that was achieved by only a few.

Even in the Terran Federation, I could only count a few people who were able to achieve something like this.

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The people in front of me were really particular and unique cases.

"Power and unbreakable will... for us, the Daemons of the Warp are just different kinds of prey, albeit more difficult and dangerous than ordinary ones, but nevertheless, they are just prey."

I could see the man who spoke meant for all of its meaning.

"I am Ezran Partas, Patriarch of the Partas Clan, which rules this area of the Northern Regions. It seems that you are not really from the Northern Tribes or the Northern Regions as a whole."

When the man introduced himself, I knew that I was correct. He was the leader of one of the Tribes that ruled this area. The fact that the Partas Clan ruled such vast lands in such a hostile environment was a credit to their strength and power.

"Jeron Egan Butler."

The name that I hadn't used or heard for several thousand years brought me an unprecedented amount of nostalgia, regret, and perhaps even happiness. Who knows? I wasn't really used to the feelings of this kind; it was pretty weird.

Jeron Egan Butler was the name that I had when I was still human, living in the 25th millennium of the Golden Age of Humanity, the Golden Age of Technology, and the times when the Terran Federation of Terra spread its wings through the Milky Way Galaxy.

There were times when the other races of the Milky Way Galaxy covered before humanity and its military might, and even the proud and ancient Aeldari Empire was looking cautiously at the Solar Federation.

Jeron Egan Butler was the identity of one of the most prominent scientists in the Solar Federation who developed weapons of mass destruction to be used in a potential and purely hypothetical war against the Aeldari Empire.

However, a lot of the weapons and inventions that I created changed the methods of warfare of the Solar Federation. Many of them exterminated the Orkish forces in an instant, or were the reason for the genocide of countless species that the Terran Federation wanted to get rid of.

It felt weird, in fact, to use this name after approximately... what it was?

Thirteen thousand years or fourteen thousand years already?

Still...

It was bringing a certain feeling of satisfaction to me... at least.

"Not very Fenrisian name... sounds like one of the foreigners from the stars."

While the Patriarch of the Partas Tribe had a cautious tone of voice when he spoke, I could sense that he was very about me, probably even more when I said my name. Indeed, according to what I gathered, it was in nature closer to the Imperium of Man, than the Fenrisian culture and traditions.

It was evident that these people didn't really like the foreigners or practically anyone who wasn't one of them. Coupled with their warlike tendencies and warrior culture, it would be rather hard to gain their trust or anything.

But if there was one thing that I learned about cultures like this, it was that they all respected the strong and powerful, regardless of their origin. People like Ezran Partas respected power above everything else and were strict believers in the philosophy of survival of the fittest.

Which wasn't that different from the ideology that we had in the Chthonian Empire of the Baator or the Douluo Principal World. Practically everyone within the Kadath Universe who was part of the higher leadership of my little universe followed very similar principles and ideas.

One could say that our culture was pretty much similar.

"We could consider it that way... but the more important question would be, what now?"

I knew that the situation wouldn't really devolve into a fight, because if they wanted to attack me, they would have ambushed me right from the start. As the proper top hunters, they would never allow themselves to waste this opportunity.

"Someone of your strength would be a great addition to the forces of our Tribe, especially now when we are going to war against the Northern Tribes. So, I have a deal for you, Sir Butler. I would like to invite you to be a guest of our Tribe, in exchange for some of your requests."

Hearing that, I was seriously considering his request because it was a tempting one. In this world, I needed resources and information, something that I didn't really have access to right now; Partas Tribe would certainly be a good starting point.

They were fairly powerful enough, and they had a certain sense of honor that was very useful in the situation because he wouldn't really need to fear that they would scheme or betray him that fast.

And judging based on the fact that they were preparing for war against their rivals, probably wanting to unify the entire region under their leadership and rule, it was clear they would be pretty helpful.

I could obtain more resources and their help, by helping them in the war against the Northern Tribes.

"I just want information, technology, and knowledge of the Psykers. We could even help each other with this."

Hearing that, I agreed, Ezran Partas nodded because he was satisfied that he managed to obtain a powerful helper for the Partas Tribe against their rivals, the Northern Tribes. He knew that with a powerful addition like me, he, the Partas Tribe, would be able to win the war much more easily.

Though I seriously doubted that the Partas Tribe needed my help in the first place, they were fairly powerful from what I saw. It was clearly evident that this Tribe of human hunters on the Fenran Rex IX. was unique by some standart.

"Then we can depart back to the Icecrown Citadel."

With that being said, the entire entourage of the Partas Tribe lowered their weapons, and soon enough, we started moving toward the Icecrown Citadel.

The Icecrown Citadel was the capital city of the Partas Tribe. It was one of the largest cities on this side of the continent, according to what I learned from the Patriarch of the Partas Tribe.

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