You knock Kyros to the floor and tighten your hands around his throat. He begins to phase out, delving in and out of reality, and you fight to keep him grounded. The two of you teleport into the middle of the arena, while the trio of gladiators on guard immediately shit themselves and race for their guns. Warping out of reality again, you find yourself in an empty hallway. You know he's just going to keep teleporting as the Warp portals begin to form until you're both fucked. You need to do something.


"Fight! Fight, Karth!" Meliodas roars.


Feeling him begin to phase out, you quickly begin to send both you and him flying through the Warp to teleport once again, so you can choose the next destination in an attempt to end this cycle before it kills you both and everyone else on the ship.


Time to pick a destination.

In a mutant-infested area

You teleport, and find yourself in one of the many mutant-infested shit holes of the ship. This is one of the few you actually know, hence it being your teleportation destination, as you fought through it with a group of One-Eyed Crows to secure it for the mutineers. Here, the throngs of semi-sentient mutants work on monitors designed to be so simple a toddler could use it, which is fortunate because it requires the maximum intellectual effort of these idiots. The terminal control the air regulations, not for anyone important but for another groups of mutant workers to be used at any moment.


"Yes, yes, yes!" Meliodas cries. "Perfect, Karth! Perfect!"


The mutants are quickly informed of your presence by Kyros' choked screams. Their primal instincts immediately take over, as they begin to swarm you. Tentacles, claws, hands, feet, teeth, fangs, horns and spines all attack you both. Kyros sccreams, his focus broken instantly, as the Warp currents dissipate around him. You roll out of the way of their attacks, quickly flying forward out of their grasp with a burst of psychic energy. The vital role of this section means that there's a maintenance elevator, which you spot. You run towards it, lifting up the gate and rolling under it, your hand shooting up to press the big red elevator button with an upward pointing arrow. The elevator reacts immediately by the grace of the Dark Gods, or the God-Emperor, or the Universe itself. 


Kyros screams, as the mutants begin to tear him apart. His energy his been expended fighting you and trying to open the Warp portals, he's left expended and unable to fight back, or focus, or do anything he lets out a pitiful scream, before the elevator brings you out of sight from him. 


You take in a deep breath, slumping against the wall. That shit took a lot out of you. You hear Kyros' screams in the distance, and smile. There's something vaguely poetic about this. Kyros, the man who claimed to champion the rights of the people, freeing mankind from oppression and getting rid of the prejudice towards psykers, mutants and others that differed to the Imperium's perfect view of man, killed by the mutants he subjugated for their mutant status and enslaved. Beautiful.


You lean your head against the wall, taking a deep breath. You need some rest.

You head back to your room

You walk into your bedroom, immediately collapsing on your bed. You wonder how you could possibly fall asleep, as you put your head against the pillow and close your eyes. 


"Karth!" a voice says.


You roll over, seeing Fay standing by the doorway. A blood-soaked bandage is wrapped around her elbow and a bloody machete is in her hands.


"What?" you ask, as Fay smiles.


"So, this is where you've been hiding," she says, walking over to you.


"Hiding? I literally just got here. I killed Kyros," you add, in some attempt at nonchalance.


"Just got here? You've been sleeping for hours!" she says. "We cleared up the remaining Kyros loyalists. Most just surrendered after Kyros was killed."


"You found the body?" you ask.


"We were actually hoping for your help with that. We can't find it. Where was he killed?"


"How do you know he's dead?" you ask, rubbing your eyes in an effort to stay awake.


"A few of the Chaos Psykers felt his powerful, bright soul go out. I assumed you had killed him. They said they still felt your presence, thank... whoever the hell's looking out for us. Part of me thought they were wrong until I actually found you here. What happened?"


"We ended up in some mutant-occupied area. They tore him apart. Area... 3C-QP... fuck, I have no idea. I'll remember eventually."


"Commander Fay, report in!" a voice crackles on the radio.


"I found him," Fay says. "Give me a few minutes, and we'll meet up to search for surviving loyalists."


Fay tosses the radio aside, smiling at you. She sits on the edge of the bed, tossing her machete on the floor.


"So, we did it. We killed Kyros!" she smiles.


"We did," you smile.


"We're a far way from a magical, crippled Uwais and a scared, naked Azajaja," she says, smiling.


"Damn right. We need to meet with the others."


"Later, Karth. Get some sleep. I need to do some work. We'll meet up in the morning."


"Happily," you say, your head smacking into the pillow, as Fay laughs as she grabs her blade and strolls out the door.


Time to sleep.

A New Dawn...

A New Dawn...


You stroll into the bridge, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. The others are already there, staring out the window at a massive yellow dwarf star. Drake Amadeus is at the main seat, impatiently tapping on the seat. Two Tribals stand on either side of him, both as bodyguards and prison guards. 


The others, who look out the window, turn to look at you. They immediately break into applause, and you smile as you walk forward. Captain Hayes nods in respect, Durge makes a loud, clanging attempt to clap with the metal spikes that act as his arms, while Elios smiles, immediately taking the opportunity to put a hand on your shoulder, which immediately runs along your chest towards your genitals until you gently push him away. The sound of canned clapping comes from the speakers, presumably from Primus, causing you to laugh. Elizabeth claps as well, as Cain stares in confusion at the clapping people, before shrugging and joining in with a booming thunder, as the Twins applaud. Fay hugs you tightly, before you hush the group down. 


"You took out Kyros," Elizabeth says. "Impressive."


"I don't need anymore praise," you say. "We need to discuss what's to become of the hsip."


"When you live for as long as I have, you'll know to appreciate the good moments, not just rush ahead," Durge says.


"We have a Gloriana-class battleship, an army, and absolute freedom. The world is... no, the galaxy is ours," Fay says, smiling.


You stare out the window, basked in the warm golden sunlight, and for the first time since Kyros' landed on your planet, you feel completely free.


The galaxy is yours.