Chapter 7

I stare at the creature on the medical table.

From a distance, the creature might look like an above-average member of the human species.

But she is much more.

The being was a replica of the Selenar gen-witch now staring at her perfect clone.

The modifications that made the replica a perfect personification of beauty that would attract even the most stoic Astartes and Custodes with their beauty.

I switch off the anesthetics holding the newly created replica in a sleeping state and watch it wake up.

Replica just gets up and gets down on one knee "I am Heriosa-47-1, at your service my master".

Installing memory in a clone is a great success.

The original Selena witch named Heriosa-47 just turned to me with a fanatical look.

This is another achievement of mine that I have achieved.

I was able to convert a group that was split between several different cults with different versions of their ideology that sought to use the powerful genetic engineering techniques they had developed to resurrect their cultists through multiple lives created by cloning. By doing so, they hoped, they would eventually create the perfect expression of each of the several different human archetypes they had identified. I managed to convert all of them into my fan group.

I have literally managed to convince a group that will pose a threat in the future that I am a god and representative of all human archetypes and therefore a superior being.

Funny fact it wasn't my intention, I just used [Enslave] on extremely dangerous genetic monsters, then I shared with them a few things of genetic modification that I know, very little from my point of view, but from their I recovered ancient knowledge that a lot more advanced than anything they have.

Then one last time I decided it was a good idea to use current technology to create replicas from the dna samples of the dead members and then I put the souls of the originals into the clones.

In a few short steps I inadvertently solved all their problems and the belief in my divinity just spread, I honestly don't know why.

"Take this replica and raise her as your own daughter" I order Heriosa-47 as I turn to face her.

"Yes, master," she answered quickly.

Personally, I'm starting to fear the growing of imperial cult in my realm.

I need more firepower to make things happen, but where can I find it?

I focus on my mind and countless options come to me as I focus and sort through ideas.

After a few moments it seemed like an eternity in my mind

I know what I have to do first.

"Angel" just comes to mind.

I open the portal to the Warp with my hands, enter it and come out the other side.

I look at the landscape and realize that I am in the right place.

All around me as far as the eye could see was a radioactive desert where the very wind was deadly, emitting enough radiation to kill most life forms.

An ideal place if you want to hide something.

I take a few steps and I know I'm in the right place.

I reach for what's buried in the radioactive sand with my hands and start pulling it out.

Just two short minutes until what's buried comes to the surface.

I stare into the sarcophagus and remove all the protective seals from it.

I hear a crash as the sarcophagus breaks and comes out.

Angel.

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A weapon I created to destroy my enemies.

The being that helped me defeat and seal away the ancient demon prince Pharaa'gueotl who saw galaxies birth and die and destroyed entire star systems for fun on the very of the very bedrock of the planet Karis Cephalon.

While it's one of the strongest anti-chaos weapons I've created, it was flawed by dealing too much collateral damage.

One of the worst destructions was the destruction of a city called Koranis, which was reduced to ashes by an angel. Judging the populace unworthy of the Emperor's love, they wiped out the entire population of Caranis in one night of bloodshed. From there he moved out and destroyed the rest of the planet where Coranis resided, until it was drained of life.

The angel himself would later try to wipe out all of humanity because he had come to the conclusion that all humans would inevitably turn into chaos.

That or, rather, she.

The angel's form is just beginning to change from a human woman with a spear and shield to a humanoid form of a mass of red and gold light and fire and vice versa.

"Your imprisonment ends here, I forgive you for what you have done and I again invite you to return to its purpose". I answer.

The angel looked into my eyes and I felt that he was trying to establish telepathic communication with me.

I am opening telepathic communication.

We stand like that for ten minutes and talk and exchange information with our common thoughts.

She swore her loyalty to me again.

Only a smile crossed my face, another goal successfully achieved.

How could this go wrong?

I open the warp portal again and me and the angel go through it back to the lab.