338 Far Future, Ch. 48– Vats and Hags (1/2)

So, time to exploit OTHER tech trees. Like, vat-growing humans.

My Racial Levels were sick and grossly overpowered and cost six times a normal humanoid advancement schema. But instead of a 'create false persona, grow it, and twist it to Evil upon maturity', my Hag Curse came with 'install the Sama Rantha template'.

If it was installed as an infant, they'd be a Human Hagchild baby with the Sama Rantha mental template, but no Karma; awake, aware, intelligent, and a baby. At maturity, the Rantha Hag Curse would kick in, and they'd become a Rantha Hag... and the template that already existed would just absorb the reapplication of Sama Rantha harmlessly.

If I just set them to mature, the same thing would happen, but they'd walk out of the upgrade exactly where I had, as a Rantha Hag, although Advanced instead of ExLite. The Hag Curse would completely bypass all problems mental and physical with being vat-grown as it transformed body and soul into a Rantha Hag.

The 'Brand' of the Curse had been altered to pass on our Marks and the Tats. They still had to be powered up with Karma over time, but they didn't have to be MADE. Sickly convenient, and saved hundreds of goldweight.

How it did all this while keeping us as Nulls... damn, Mom pulled off some sick stuff with whatever genetics she passed on.

Mom's memory dump had included everything up until I'd been let go, so I knew perfectly well what had been done to her now, what her true intentions were, what needed to be done... and some really crazyass ways on how to do it...

I really did need to conquer the galaxy. Her brain was working at dizzying levels, but the Warp was still ultimately derivative of Reality here. She couldn't do what needed to be done, because her Null was so heavy it forced her right back out of the mortal realm here again after too short a time.

That also meant her excursion here to drop me off had been completely unnoticed on the level of the Warp, as her Null basically removed that area of reality from conjunction with Warpspace. Since everyone who wasn't there with me was basically convinced it was a Warp infiltration gone completely bad, the cover story perpetrated and nobody looked into it further, especially since all the Wendlerton alumni ended up getting shot, and a whole lot of excitement ended up happening in high society across multiple worlds. It had kept the Coronals and Umbrans hopping, brought in an Imperial Fleet to stop two planetary rebellions, started three civil wars, and required Omega Sanction on another when Warp resonance basically tore open endless rifts to the Warp, and uncounted demons spilled out...

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The Amoureans were very good at what they did... especially when under sentences of death. Mom sure knew how to pick the areas to pop up in, setting off something like that...

All that happened while I was plinking oozes, spideroids, and other stuff in Downspire. It would have happened in Janus Prime, except they were the first place where the alumni were purged, and they didn't have a chance to really mess things up... although one of the minor kilo-cities on the opposite side of the planet was now a smoking crater when Amoureans had managed to light off all the fusion reactors and implode the city shield to take the whole city out with them, paens of worship rising to Amourae while a unique show of cross-fusion alkalines burning with so many different lights consumed fifty million lives...

I felt the nutrients being fed into the tanks, subsumed by the artificial placenta, and being greedily devoured by the hyperactive constitutions of the children. I eyed six of them in particular, whose Constitution Marks were glowing, linked with my own. I could sense the calm workings of the burgeoning mind inside the child, and would instantly know if there was any outside invasion here.

But the Vakker tech was all arranged in Holy rune-forms, and each Vat had been carved similarly, accentuating the basic Law patterns followed by the Mechanists, and I Interdicted the area every day. Just let someone try to Warp into this place. An attack here would have to be quite direct and powerful, and why would anyone bother with a bunch of non-Powered vat-grown children? It wasn't like they were super-soldiers. If anyone was looking at that level, they'd even see the girls were Cursed...

Doomed to fight the Hag Curse, and the Warp Gods that had corrupted their prior existences, until the ends of their days?

I smiled slightly. That was like a built-in monster lure, priceless for power gamers...

They were all growing quickly. Three months in Vats to get them to sixteen-year-old equivalents, a third less time than required by normal humans, mostly because they were Advanced and their base Constitutions were beyond human maximums. I'd had to redo a lot of the nutrient base, too, although again the Curse transformation would probably have been enough.

Man, the Warp Gods were not going to like what Hags could do to them...

For security purposes, I couldn't really leave the city right now, as this operation was just too important. It looked like I was going to be doing a lot of crafting and directing over the next few months... and then, then we would see how things would change...

After all, my little girls were ALL going to want Sword Focuses, and I could hardly disappoint them...

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Three months actually go by pretty quick when you always have stuff to do that can fill up the time.

I had 256 Sword Foci to carve using sand wurm teeth, and the Shield Foci to make as well, because why not? And I needed one for myself, too, so no reason not to work on it.

In between that, there was Opening and Awakening people for the Green and the Gold, concurrently providing education and direction for my Marked, and pursuing research and advancing the state of my Vakker-tech. To relax I'd go running outside the city, kill more sand wurms to make money, then hustle on back. I was never out of direct teleport range of the tubes for more than an hour, and they were actually located on the back end of an inventory warehouse selling women's clothing. Lots of activity around, nothing to see here...