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The Lost Primarch

One of the Lost Primarchs returns. The Primarch of the XXI Legion, a Legion no one knew about, was not dead or disappeared as thought by the Emperor originally, but just flung into another galaxy far far away. A galaxy where a strange Force holds back the influence of the Warp and makes it invisible to everything. The Primarch falls on Ryget Undecim, a Death World by Imperial Scholars standards. Powerful beasts and dangerous Xenos infest the world and try to wrestle the minuscule human faction to the ground. When Gaius landed on the planet, he knew what he was thanks to information that appeared inside his head. What will Gaius do? Will he become a tyrant and take over and unite his galaxy before he bothers to return to the one he came from? Or will he return as soon as possible and aid the Great Crusade? ____________ This is an OC and not a reincarnator. The Meta Essence I gave him is the Essence of the Lost Primarch. The setting is Star Wars and we'll see how he handles the Force. The cover picture and all others are NOT mine. Those belong to John Stone. I found them from ArtStation. If he wants me to take them down, I will.

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Essence

Essence of the Lost Primarch.

By drinking from a vial of the Emperor of Mankind's blood, you have become one of his Primarch sons, taking the place of one of the two who would be erased from history.

- You regain consciousness as a Primarch baby the moment your pod hits your new home planet.

- Your home planet has several challenges for you to overcome, for example; it can be periodically savaged by warp beasts, it can be a post-apocalyptic wasteland, it can be dominated by a cruel race of Xenos and many more. Depending on the design of your home planet, it will gain the designation of Death World by imperium scholars in the future.

- As a Primarch you will grow at an accelerated rate, reaching the size of a tall adolescent within the first year of your life, and reaching your full maturity within 5 to 10 years, with your height anywhere from 3 to 5 meters (12' to 16' feet) tall.

- You are excessively strong even as a baby. At full maturity your physical strength will be at the top of the Primarchs, allowing you to fight armies with your bare hands.

- You can move blissfully fast, with unmatched agility and, if you try, unnatural grace, so much so that you will be able to easily keep up a fancy sword duel with an Eldar veteran of the War in Heaven if that somehow comes to be.

- Your resilience is extremely high; to the point, that your naked body itself could be considered an extremely strong armour. You can take an insane amount of damage before you go down, and recuperate from all but the most grievous of wounds. As a baseline, you can survive something that would kill an Adeptus Astartes.

- You have all the additional organs an Adeptus Astartes have; only yours are naturally grown and function at the highest efficiency possible.

- Your mind is enhanced to the level of a supercomputer, allowing you to, for example; learn new skills in a matter of minutes or hours, make complex calculations about the coordinates of a space fleet in your head, bring wonderful innovations a field of study you are interested in, and many more.

- You have a record of the collective knowledge of all humanity installed in your subconscious, including knowledge of the Dark Age of Technology. This may give you direct knowledge about a few subjects, but it will most likely appear in the form of an intuitive grasp of 'new' technology or philosophies. This will allow you to uplift a civilization from brazen years to a space-faring state in a few decades.

- Your will is unshakable and inviolable, this may show itself within aspects of your personality, but it affects or soul mostly. With this, you are highly resistant to the corruption of chaos, you will never fall or be tempted by it if it's not your own wish. Only a direct and continuous touch of a God of Chaos is capable of making you fall unwillingly.

- You may choose to inherit the Emperor of Mankind's perpetual gene; with this your already high cellular regeneration becomes insanely fast and unnaturally efficient, allowing you to regenerate back to full health from a few clusters of leftover cells if the need be. This makes you virtually unkillable to all but the nastiest players in the galaxy.

- The Emperor of Mankind created each Primarch to fill a role during times of war and out of it; you are no different. While your brothers already fill most of the roles the Emperor had in mind, there are two left for you to choose from, these roles are flexible and not all-encompassing, but they will affect you on a deep level, you may choose only one:

--> The Successor: The Emperor of Mankind created you to succeed him when the time comes. With this, your psionically might will be second only to the Emperor himself, and your spirit will gain the aspect of chaos anathema, making it utterly poisonous to the creatures of Chaos, thus making you completely immune to their corruption. You are destined to surpass the Emperor of Mankind someday, becoming the new milestone in Humanity's ever-growing evolution. You may even, after the appreciated amount of time and experience; evolve to a higher state of being similar to the Old Ones of the past.

[Vote here for the Successor]

--> Or The Trump Card: The Emperor of Mankind created you to be the ultimate weapon against Chaos, and also as a failsafe against himself if he ever strays from his path, or falls to the corruption of Chaos. Your soul now has become an Anti-warp soul, a unique type of soul that radiates nullifying energy not unlike those of the Blanks. This 'Blank Energy' turn you into the great equalizer of the galaxy, utterly nullifying the might of Chaos by your presence alone, affecting Warp phenomenons, Warp creatures, or beings with a great connection to the warp like the greatest of the Blank would. Your control over this energy is unmatched, allowing you to lower the effects to almost non-existent or direct all of it to an individual target. You may even use it as an improvised Gellar field for your spaceship if you need it, and with much training and time dedicated to it, you may become able to bask the entire galaxy in it, turning the warp back into the peaceful realm of the soul from before, and nullifying Chaos back to its harmless primordial state. Be warned though, that this makes you the greatest threat against Chaos, even bigger than the Emperor himself, The Chaos Gods will certainly dedicate their undivided attention to your destruction if they ever realize it.

[Vote here for the Trump Card]

- You have the knowledge to create a legion of Adeptus Astartes made from your gene-seed, essentially making them your sons, the legion number is XXI.

- No matter what, they will worship the ground you walk on, and even if you greatly antagonize them or reject them entirely, they will still have a deep level of respect and admiration towards you.

- Your legion shares traits with you even before you are found, you may decide exactly what those traits are, but they must follow the aspects given to you by your role, one way or another.

- Your legion will adapt itself to what you need/want. This will show in legion-wide changes in their doctrines, battle tactics and even culture, and on an individual level; like a greenhorn neophyte growing to be an argumentative adviser, an apothecary becoming a deadpan smartass who had your best interest in mind, or a mechanic turning into a fun-loving drinking buddy who you can decompress with. These changes are always natural, and seamless. The legion will also assimilate the parts or the entire culture of your home planet.

- Your passage through the Warp as a baby has given you a set of mutations; these mutations are utterly invisible to the eye and will not be detected without throughout examination.

- Your mutation makes it so your great Primarch penis will always fit the orifices of your sexual partner in the way that brings the most pleasure for both parties no matter the size differences.

- Your mutations make your semen become highly nutritious and devilishly delicious. Your semen also temporarily enhances your partner's physical and mental attributes after sex and also gives them a cloak of Psychic protection against chaos. This cloak gives them a blank-like warp immunity if you choose the Trump Card as your role.

- Your mutations make it so frequent exposure to your semen naturally increases your partner's life, slowing down or even stopping the passage of time over their cells, this essentially allows your lovers to live as much as you do, as long as they are getting some. The need for more semen exposure to maintain their immortality decreases over the years, but never truly ceases.

- Your mutations make it so you have a 1 in 100.000 chance of actually impregnating someone, in this case, your child will born a naturally born Primaris Space Marines regardless if it's a boy or a girl. They will born the size of normal human babies, to much of their mother's relief, but will quickly grow to an appropriate size, though their growth is slower than a Primarchs.

- If you chose The Successor as your role, this chance drops to 1 in 1.000.000, but your child will be a naturally born Primarch instead.

- Your legion and any Astartes made from your gene-seed will share all your warp mutation; they have a much higher chance of impregnating someone than you, though their children only will be taller-than-average enhanced humans lacking the additional organs. The boys will make for perfect space marine candidates, however.

- You now have an essence granted, a perfect cloak over you which has the unintentional side effect of confusing any precognition vision that involves you, as the future shown will be a highly convincing fabrication created by the cloak. This essence power can be toggled on and off as you wish.