From Moon Base To Intergalactic Empire!

When Adam regained consciousness, he smelled something heavenly.

His nose twitched and scrunched up.

Opening his eyes, the Necron Warrior greeted him. Seeing it, Adam sighed in relief. So it's really wasn't a dream or some crazy hallucination he cooked up from playing 40k too much. Like an inhuman amount of time, he might add. Number One on the World leaderboards, he also shamelessly adds.

" Is that relief I'm sensing?" The Necron Warrior made that strange humming sound again," Why is that if I might inquire?"

" You can if you help me up and tell me what smells so good?"

Like it's every single move and action was perfectly calculated, the Necron Warrior stepped toward Adam's bed.

Only when Adam was helped up, did he see the new surroundings.

White. A bright white room like the room Morgan Freeman was in when he played God. The lighting wasn't too bright or dark, it was just right. And about ten feet away was a futuristic shiny black door.

Upon looking at the Necron Warrior, it hummed again. Next to It was a floating black table. On this table was mouthwatering food he had only seen in Food Wars.

Using its finger, the Necron Warrior pointed at the bowl of what's seems to be chicken soup. The soup was rich and fresh. And the chicken surfed the light brown water like an expert, waving in and out.

Adam blinked," Urop?" What kind of name is that?

The Necron Warrior nodded," It looks like a chicken, but has snake scales rather than skin and sharp metal blades all around its wings. A rather interesting animal I might add. We should conduct research on it."

Adam adam's apple moved up and down in a rapid manner. His heartbeat even skipped a beat. Just imagining that made him gag and almost piss himself all at once.

And now he's gonna eat that?

Adam locked eyes with the Necron Warrior.

" Don't worry," The Necron Warrior understood Adam's unanswered question," Their species rarely move in packs. Think of Wolves and you'll understand."

He shivered hearing that. That only made it worst! So much worst!

What in the bloody hell is he eating?!

" D-Done." Adam pushed the floating table away from him. His face was pale and sweaty. If one paid attention to him, one will see how his hands are currently shaking.

It took him a whole hour to eat that. every time he looked into the bowl, he thought back to what he is eating and almost gagged every time.

Is this what vegetarians feel? He kind of feels bad for them.

Nonetheless, the Urop meat was fucking delicious. Probably the best thing he has ever eaten. However, the damn tin-can ruined it for him. It'll take him a few moments for him to get that he's eating alien meat. Only then, will he likely throw up. He gives it a few hours at best. And that pushing it.

" With this out of the way, what's next on the agenda?"

The Necron Warrior's eyes flashed, as It handed him a black booklet.

Reading it, he was dumbfounded. There's only one thing on there! And it's already done!

-Wake Up Test Subject-Zero: Complet.

" Ummmm, there's only one thing on here..."

" Affirmative."

He gave the Necron Warrior a look. A hard look.

" So... What else is there to do?"

The Necron Warrior's head titled. It was kind of cute in Adam's humble opinion.

However, the response he got wasn't cute at all. Not one bit.

" No idea, your Royal Highness. That is the rationality and logical reason why I awakened you. So please lead and take the wheel as the humans put it, my great Phaeron."

Adam's lips uncontrollably twitched. This tin-can must have taken the master lessons of bootlicking and shamelessly.

" Flattery will get you nowhere, you cursed hunk of metal!"

The Necron Warrior, the emotionless machine, had the gall to chuckle. A rather extremely deadpan one at that. If it didn't know how to mock before this, then it damn well knows now.

" Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha." The thing's mouth moved up and down robotically and fired back with," How funny, you bag of experimental flesh and organs."

" Oi! That is no way to talk to your Phaeron!"

" Counter response; Yes, it is. You are a Ruler without an Empire."

Adam's face twitched hearing this," And you're stuck with me!"

The Necron Warrior's mouth opened and closed multiple times. Eventually, it settled for a nod and even more hollow eyes.

" That... That is sadly true."

Adam snorted at that

So what if he's a Ruler without an Empire? He has a System. A System customized after building an Intergalactic Empire. He will do just fine.

He believes in himself and his 40k experience. Even if the said experience is Leading endless Orks and Tyranids.

...Wait...

... Talking about Orks and Tyranids...

The Necron Warrior didn't if it's programming allowed for fear. However, he can feel it. He feels deeply seeing that crazy light in Phaeron's eyes. Its Phaeron's eyes were the color of a light shining up through the depths of the sea. His eyes were home for a tempest that raged without end.

Unfortunately or fortunately... That Tempest is now set free.

As for what was unleashed?

Only Fate knows...

The Necron Warrior was confused. Is It programming wrong? Was It made wrong?

Furthermore... Why is It shivering in uncontrollable fear?