Squish!
With a loud, resounding thump, Titus severed the head of yet another Servitor. Wiping off the remnants of white brain matter, along with wire scraps, Titus hoisted his chainsword back from the corpse of a recently decapitated Mekrypter, whose dead body still somehow overwriting reality to a certain extent, glitching the surrounding land into steel cubes glowing green.
Grabbing ahold of its staff, Titus yanked it off its Parasteel hands. Immediately, the surrounding alley returned back to normal. Stomping off its head to make sure that it was really dead, Titus then broke the staff into two using his bare fists. Damn it! How on Terra did these cunts come here! Last I checked, these bastards were exiled onto the Crags of Morag!? Unless...
Fearing the worst, Titus nevertheless put them onto the back of his mind.
Damn it! Gotta stop this damned invasion first before dealing with these Technocunts...
With a resolute charge, he barreled back into the battlefield, swinging his chainsword unto the myriad foes that blocked his path.
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Squashing the head of the Urk that made its way to Titus's face, he wiped the sweat off his face, slightly tired from the continuous 9 hours of constant combat. Seeing that the civilian district was finally free from all the roaming Urks, he laid down his blade, intending to rest for the next couple of minutes. Whew, now that most of the civilians have managed to escape to the safety shelter, I can now go and-
Pink mist emerged from the smithy sector, clouding the sky in an amorous scent. Titus, despite his numerous augments, still briefly fell to them. What the fuck was that!? Thank the Administrator for the Rem Anchoram augment, otherwise I'd be toast as well. Damn those two traitors...
Realising the severity of the situation, Titus quickly made his way there, where he witnessed a very scantily(?) clad Succubus dragging a bronze case behind. In front of him lay a very ragtag group of misfits, being tortured in their dreams.
"PLEASE, DON'T LEAVE ME BETHANY!"
"MOOOOOMM! MOOOOOOMMMMM! MOOOOOOOOMMMM!"
"I PROMISE MOM, I'LL MAKE YOU PROUD! I'LL BE THE BESTEST, GREATEST SUCCUBUS OF ALL TIME..."
Frowning at the scene, he took out a tactical knife from his subspace, twirling it in his fingers. As he prepared himself for the unknown battle, her heard the Succubus proudly boasting about her accomplishments. Unable to keep his curiosity, he asked her a very simple question:
"Accomplished what exactly...?"
At the sudden noise, the Succubus, frightened, flew into the air. When she saw who it was, she initially grew confused, then disbelief, and finally...
Greed
"Well, well, well... If it ain't the last Orc. I don't get why they seem frightened of you, because after all, you're only tier-6! And tired to boot! So by basic math, now, my energy > your energy.
In short, I'm stronger than you! Ahahahahah! Now join me in my fantasy..."
And with that, the pink cloud quickly enveloped Titus...
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In a dark, barren wasteland, a young Orc child is seen walking down the harsh land, carrying behind him a very ornate dagger. Clawing at the ground, deep grooves made their home in the silence of the darkness.
Floating through the Sexulia could not help but be curious at the scene.
"Hmm? Where is this exactly anyways? Doesn't matter, cause I'll learn everything later anyways. Now where was I? Oh yes..."
Gliding in front of the young Orc, she showed off her massive tits, showcasing her promiscuity and sexual appeal, for she knew that all Orc's were inherently lustful. "Hey little guy. Why don't you play with big sis over here? Iv'e got a very good game for you...?"
With this, the young Orc lifted his face.
Her eyes shrinking, she flew into the air, horrified at what she saw.
A pair of fractured eyes, holding grief, pain, agony...
Yet no fear
Waking up, the young Orc suddenly began marching towards the floating Succubus, growing bigger, and bigger, and bigger, until he was clad in what seemed to be an ancient...
Powersuit!?
Unable to comprehend it, she froze.
But it was all the man needed, for with a single leap, he grabbed ahold of the Succubus' eyes, digging deep in both of them.
With a torrid scream, the fantasy collapsed on itself, but not before hearing the final grandiose words from the Orc:
"For the Administrator! For Terra! For Humanity...!"