Nexus Effect

Ch.155

“So we’re going into a holding pattern again?” Penny asked as the conference she set up with the leaders of associated factions seemed to be nearing its end. Empress Luna of the Empire, The Council of the Citadel and even Aria T’loak of Omega were attending via holocom. Sarah Kerrigan was here personally. Meanwhile, herself, Urta, Twilight, Nora, Yola and Visilia were in attendance too. Considering it was just as important, if not more so than Nora and Yola constructing a fleet of dreadnoughts, the turnout wasn’t much of a surprise.

“That seems to be the best course of action, since we’ll be stationing a stronger than average defense in the Haskins System due to Queen Kerrigan’s fledgeling presence in the galaxy.” Empress Luna affirmed and the Council seemed to be of like minds.

“That does bring forth the issue of said system’s lack of available resources. It will cost more time and money to have abundant resources shipped to the Haskins System all the way in the Outer Rim.” Councilor Valern stated and everyone nodded, but still had the consensus that setting up the latest bold advancement of armored combat here in the veritable ‘space boonies’ was a go.

“Just send plenty of those mechs my way. The more I’ve got to throw around, the less likely Hell can just pop up and plant a flag.” Aria firmly demanded, since Hell had been especially insistent on claiming OSA systems. This was because they were still generally lawless and did not have a fully regimented navy to defend themselves yet. They relied on Imperial patrols and rag-tag fleets composed of former pirates and mercenaries.

“Don’t worry. We’ll be churning out enough for everyone.” Nora claimed boldly and Penny fought down her tail’s desire to fluff up or her breasts pressing harder against her hardsuit, straining the zipper as her bust swelled in arousal at her wife’s casual confidence in being able to essentially give birth to machines in a factory manner.

“Don’t strain yourself. You’re just as important as a person to us rather than a resource. After you’ve filled your suggested quotas and given us time to adjust for producing these machines as well, we expect you to give it a break. You’ve only been back on duty less than a couple of months.” Anderson ordered and Nora nodded before everyone hung up and Sarah sighed.

“I’m not used to being the one with the smallest stick in the room. Thanks for at least letting us help handle your security detail and pull resources out of Capek for your startup materials. Most metals are useless to us since we use organic analogs and mineral ores tend to slow Creep down.” Sarah said mostly to Twilight, who had rapidly become Sarah’s friend, but everyone else saw the nervous sexual tension Sarah had around Twilight after, ahem, cultural exchange happened between them behind closed doors.

“It’s the most logical solution rather than waiting possibly days for the first shipment of materials for Nora and Yola to get started. Besides, they’re going to help bring that planetoid down to Capek so you can use it to replace the mass you’d be losing providing resources to them.” Twilight replied with a kind smile to her friend, who squirmed under the alicorn’s warm gaze.

“It’s not that hard for us.” Yola chuckled with a faint blush, possibly embarrassed that she and Nora were now true planetary giantesses thanks to all the Combining they had been doing with entities of vast size. “Speaking of which, we’d best get on that. C’mon sis, you can stop fantasizing over building things and make it so you can get to building things.”

“Huh? Oh!” Nora distractedly hurried after her twin and Penny jolted when she felt hands on her shoulders and a familiar body pressed her tail to her back.

“Calm down, sis. You were practically fucking them with your eyes for half that meeting.” Urta teased her sister, who squirmed away from her and grunted before unzipping her hardsuit, sighing in relief as her heaving overinflated basketball boobs made absolute cleavage and she fanned herself.

“You try keeping your cool when you’re married to a fucking goddess who casually flaunts your kink like it’s nothing.” Penny huffed and then rolled her eyes at remembering Urta does constantly have to deal with that.

“I am.” Urta chuckled. “Too bad she hasn’t gone to Everlasting Dragon in a while.”

“To be fair to Wiatr, she’s a creature of passion, yes, but violence was always a second option for her if she felt she had a way to avoid it.” Visilia butt in to defend their shared wife and Urta sighed dreamily.

“Yeah...she’s great like that. A total sex-obsessed freak one moment, a reasonable diplomat the next trying to keep things from falling apart. I miss her. It’s been months since I’ve seen anyone besides you, Vinnie and the hubbies.” Urta mewled and Penny felt bad for having flaunted her happy marriage in front of her sister and making her feel sad.

“Whatever. Since this will be over soon, I’m calling back our assets since they are not needed anymore.” Visilia declared harshly before turning to leave the bridge. Twilight flinched as everyone else looked towards Urta with questioning expressions.

“The Argentine Alliance holds many secrets of its own, not even the Empire knows what any of them hold. It’s unnerving to say the least.” This is getting too dark for her liking. Maybe-! “Oh, look, a distraction!” Urta pointed towards the bridge and everyone blinked at the sight of two twin giantess quarian ‘dark elves’ moving the chair-like planetoid towards Capek. “Gosh that’s cool. I can be that massive, but I can’t move through space on my own.”

“Yeah…” Penny breathlessly said as she rubbed her thighs together and her tits bulged against her suit just that bit more.

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“It’s still here?” Pillar questioned as he and his siblings stood in front of the Gates of Tartarus. “There were still more people inside that needed to be evacuated, but we ran out of time and everything blew up, then imploded.”

“Yes. From what I’ve gathered, they’re still alive. Well, those who have survived. Tartarus is in some sort of suspended animation, keeping its denizens alive yet frozen in time. This is your doing, I assume?” Guardian asked Freedom who nodded his head.

“C’mon, Bryan~! Why won’t you tell me your confessions?” Luci whined as she kept pestering Berserker, trying to make him talk and failing hilariously. So far he hasn’t said another word to the busty red demon goddess, which was unnerving, because he would usually tell anyone that annoyed him to fuck off. “I know you’re doing a lot better now, but isn’t there something?”

“Luci, I don’t know what to confess.” Berserker told the Goddess of Evil, who stared at him like he grew a second head. “Besides losing faith in myself, I got nothing more to confess to you.”

“Oh...I see.” Luci felt rejected as she moved away from him.

“In fact, losing faith made me realise something. Our Ascension, there was a flaw in it.” Berserker’s statement had everyone taken aback.

“A flaw? How could that be?” Pillar inquired of his brother’s bold accusation.

“Because we were made Celestials, not born. They are scions of Good, but we aren’t. Think about it.” Berserker insisted and everyone hummed as they nodded in understanding.

“Our Ascension has slowly put us off balance with our innate Evil.” Vinnie mused as she rubbed her relic eye. Tzeentch was genuinely Evil, so it would make sense she couldn’t sync with his powers without repercussion.

“Exactly. It’s not the problem, but it’s one of them. Angels don’t necessarily worry about that since they’re children of Jehovah and just go about their lives as they are. Demons are much the same and they both balance each other out.” Berserker postulated and Luci perked up while Guardian worked on unsealing Tartarus.

Why Freedom wouldn’t do it himself was anyone’s guess.

“So you want to be demons? I mean, you still have your demon transformations, those weren’t taken away. You just haven’t been using them.” Luci hummed as she looked the siblings over.

“No. I want us to become Nephilim, a hybrid of both Angelic and Demonic essence. However, I think the only way to do that is to kill our counterparts and absorb their essence into us.” Berserker declared which shocked Luci, but he could have sworn he saw more than that.

“Wait, but we still have our Titans we killed. Aren’t they enough?” Vinnie tilted her head.

“Not anymore. Our Ascension still threw us all off balance by accident. I mean, have any of you had a conversation with them or heard from them?” Berserker asked, causing his sibs to do a double take.

“No. We haven’t even considered if they’re still with us or not. Did we kill them off?” Pillar asked the others in concern.

“I don’t know, but I hope not. All I know is we need to fix this.” Collateral declared urgently.

Meanwhile, during their discussion, Guardian noticed that Luci hadn’t tried to say a word after Berserker’s ambitious idea. “What’s wrong?” She asked but was only met with a glare from the Evil Goddess. “Oh, right. You and Jehovah don’t like the idea of Nephilim, it upsets you both to no end.” This made Luci pout at Guardian.

“It’s like taking Good and Evil and mixing them together. It may be Harmonious, but to both Joey and I, it tastes about as good as mixing mashed potatoes and chocolate pudding.” Luci made a grossed-out expression and Guardian shook her head at her mistress’s petty reason for disliking Nephilim. “Eh, whatever. It’s a good idea, if they can pull it off.”

“Which we will! Now, stop complaining and let us do things our way.” Berserker stated loudly for the two to hear and Luci muttered something under her breath. Guardian smiled proudly for their rebellious attitude.

Unbeknownst to everyone, Freedom was smiling about the Doom Marines’ decision as he looked towards Luci. His smile turned into a victorious grin and whispered to himself. “I win.”

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After setting the planetoid down for the Zerg to process, Yola and I found a comfortable orbit around Capek. “Shame we don’t need to have incredible sex to spark it off this time.” Yola commented and I sighed wistfully, remembering how incredible it was to get inseminated by Penny moments before I became a shipyard.

However, I’m not just a shipyard. Now that I’m the Goddess of Machines, I understand now. I’m a Universal Atomic Forge, able to break down any material and produce anything from that material. I am literally the absolute apex of machine manufacturing and construction without going 100% mystical about it and going pure magitech. Although...no! I refuse! I’m perfect the way I am! No need to become some mystical Nexus of-damn it, I just walked right into that.

“At least we won’t end up emotionally attached to what we’re building beyond the pride of creating them.” I managed to reply after getting over my inward rambling. “Now, I’ve shared the schematics with you, which lines would you prefer to build? I personally have fondness for the Zaku line of Mobile Suits.” Something about the fusion of blocky and rounded design always attracted me to them over the more angular Gundams that dominated the series.

“I like the Gundams more, so I think I’ll focus more on the GAT-series Mobile Suits. Don’t forget that we’ll be trading off who makes what Gundam as a superior model example.” Yola pointed at me and I pouted at being forced to make Gundams too. It’s only fair though, I can’t expect my sister to be the one doing all the work when it comes to the custom works that would define the apex of this new form of mechanized combat, even with our planned black-boxes.

At least, until I build Tallgeese and surprise everyone with the fact that Gundams aren’t the only super-weapon Mobile Suits in our schematic library. “Yeah, yeah. So long as we both remember not to follow the original schematics to the letter. We’re making them with G-Gundam body-sync cockpits so anyone with the strength to handle the system can pilot it, which isn’t a problem for this universe, at least mostly.” Because if a soldier can’t handle the strain, they can just get modded to handle it. Considering these things could be piloted by a professional martial artist or other serious athlete without modding, I’m sure it will be an easy adjustment.

“Got it. Well, we’re not going to get anything done just gabbing at each other. Let’s finally use all the junk we’ve got stored up while we wait for the first shipments from the Zerg.” Yola reached into her cleavage and pulled out a handful of assorted junk, nomming on it and I followed suit. Wow. I mean, I knew we hoarded junk for potential later use, but I didn’t realize how much of it there was. Sure, it was maybe the size of a small mountain, but at our current sizes, it was like dipping my hand into a near-empty bag of popcorn and grabbing kernels.

That said, it was enough to get started and I rubbed my muscular abdomen which went to work. At our size, I don’t think we’ll get all bloated up unless we’re having the junk of disposal worlds being fed to us constantly. Still, we have a massive store of omni-gel, Argent and milk to work off of, if that latter one would be of any use. So, we both spawned tendrils to engulf our nipples and started self-milking to ensure the mountain of scrap had it’s gaps filled.

“What is this one?” Yola mused while reading the library a bit more and found a Gundam named ASW-G-09 Barbatos. “Isn’t that a demon name?”

“Yeah. Gundams pulled inspiration from all cultures and religions for their unique designs while following the same principle as the original RX-78-2 Gundam. You’ll find models inspired by demons, gods, mythical figures, the list goes on. There’s even one that’s literally just a boxer.” I informed my sibling as I cradled my muscular stomach and felt the first ZGMF-1000 ZAKU Warrior taking form with the cockpit being replaced by the intuitive motion-capture cockpit and the Eezo Drive Core allowing for a more efficient non-nuclear power plant to be installed.

“Okay then. I was considering that to be the first one.” Yola said and I was going to say something else, but then I realized there wasn’t really much to talk about. We’d already hashed out our plans before getting started. “Well, I think I know a benefit to us not being spherical planetoids, sis.” I blinked and smirked when she smished our breasts together and fluttered her eyes at me. “We can have more fun~.”

“Well...I’m not against exhibitionism since it’s not illegal here.” I moved in and kissed my beautiful sister-wife while reaching down to play with her-.

“Yay~!” A familiar voice squealed in excitement and I jolted away from my sister at the sight of the buxom and beautiful pantsuit wearing avian draconequus Hermais doing a happy-dance in the vacuum of space. “You did it! Well, not yet, but you did it!”

“Huh?” I blinked at my Displacer, who flew up to my face and hugged my nose, kissing the bridge of it.

“You’ve saved us! You’ve done what I Displaced you to do! You weren’t supposed to be a big damn hero the usual way. You’ve revolutionized both of our galactic societies with advanced technology, VI, AI and LI systems. You’ve ensured we have the naval strength to survive the coming days and soon enough, you’ll ensure we have the mechanized capability to send Hell packing in both space and planetside. Then, well, I’ll tell you once you’re done with this in...I think a month. By that point, with all the things we’ve got in motion, you’ll only need to do one more thing and then you could retire after you finally make a damn Token!” Hermais babbled.

“Sis...do you think she’s right? Is this the final stretch and then untold days of sub-tropical paradise are up for the lazing?” Yola asked me excitedly and I shrugged, but since Hermais is the know-it-all who Displaced me, arranged for Star Swirl to get me started, then saved my bacon and got me adopted by Primus, I think it’s a safe bet she’s not jumping the gun.

“I am right, I know I’m right! I just got a message from future me courtesy of future Eris telling me that the timeline was stable and there were only several key steps left. Steps we’ve already taken, such as the Purified Demons now ready to become a true part of our universe to help balance things once Hell is finally purged of its Corruption. Sure, Heaven won’t be very happy to still have their counterparts, but demons need to exist, just not in the horrid and cruel way they have before.” Hermais stated sagely and I sighed in relief. It would soon be over.

I can finally retire, mostly. I’ll have the freedome to spend my days lounging about, having sex, building things on commission now and then. Life will be good and damn you Murphy for even considering trying. “Well then, feel like taking a proper tour of us? You helped establish us after all.” I teased Hermais and giggled along with my sister.