Nexus Effect

Ch.156

Hermais wasn’t kidding. I mean, sure, the Haskins system was invaded at least twice a week by Hell, desperate to prevent the building fleet of mobile suits in our growing bellies, but with a surplus of Planters and other mixed naval units defending the system, we were able to produce 100,000 Zaku III and GAT-01 units between the two of us. Entirely out of Gundanium, considering the recipe was fairly simple and our atomic forges being in zero gravity made it child’s play.

During one of those invasions, headed by all of the demonic counterparts of the Doom Siblings in a bid to stop us, said siblings appeared and kicked their asses! It was so cathartic to see them win over those scary jackasses. Absorbing them was a bit brutal in their various ways of going about it, but then their wings changed entirely during that progress as they took on new forms and coloration, which made them look more edgy in a cool and sexy way. Like Sephiroth, only with both wings.

I still don’t know what their Alts are either. I mean, they’re triple-changers like me and all of my kin, but I’ve only seen them anthro. Do they have a beast mode along with whatever second form? Hey! I haven’t seen Ghost’s third alt! He’s only ever used his beast alt!

Wait, brain is off track. Did you know that the Citadel is kinda over engineered? I mean, I knew that, but now I’m the Citadel. Did I mention I’m the Citadel? Cuz I am, I think that’s an important thing to mention. No, wait, hold on. I’m also the Crucible, built by Catalyst in secret in the Inventory of the biggest, bustiest female around that isn’t Urta, Penny or me. I’m Combined with the Citadel. Did I mention I’m Combined with the Citadel?

“Focus, Nexus. I know you have an excess amount of processing power, but wasting it on recursion loops is slowing down the Crucible’s update to the Relay Network.” Catalyst chided me and I felt suitably chastised. I’m about to invoke the Singularity, that is, temporarily at least. Long enough for everyone within range to have intrinsic Understanding of emotion and individuality, then I will shut it down, leaving the impact behind, but cutting them off from one another. I’m not going to turn both of our galaxies into a networked hivemind.

I’ve learned that wasn’t the way to make society work. The Aparoid Queen proved that to me. Funny. I’m about to allow everyone within range to Understand each other on a deep and personal level. Then I’m going to take it away with the realization that everyone is a person and that violence is not a reasonable solution in most cases. It won’t stop wars forever, I know. Eventually, this too will be forgotten, people will return to the ways of war. I may have to do this once every thousand years to prevent the Cycle of Hatred from perpetuating itself once more.

Or...I could let it begin again. Because violence is in the nature of Life and Death. If I deny this horrible truth, I would be no better than Obito Uchiha and his Eye of the Moon Plan. That isn’t the key to a future, that’s just slavery with extra steps as Rick Sanchez would put it. “Existential ponderings can come later, Nexus. You’re about to do what I had been originally programmed to do. Don’t blow it.” Catalyst sternly demanded and I metaphorically nodded to him.

Oh wait, I did that with an emoji on his omni. Did I mention I have way too much processing power for my own good? Oh! It’s ready! Best orgasm ever~! OMG~! Everyone in two galaxies knows I’m cumming to them all networking together~! I’m such a slut! I love this! Ahn~!

“H-holy...shit…” Catalyst was on his back, his penis having punched through his pants and he’d gushed cum all over himself and the floor. I could see the same went for every person on the Citadel. I could see the same went for every living and thinking thing in two galaxies. I just made everyone cum together! So embarrassing~! “W-well...I...wow...okay. I think you’re good to send the reversal pulse now. At least we were able to make it so the Citadel and Crucible wouldn’t blow up from this.”

“Can’t I please have a rest first? I mean, I almost deleted myself from how hard I orgasmed just then.” My plea got resounding agreements from everyone in the Milky Way and Andromeda, citing exhaustion shared among us all. Including the now former demons of Hell, who promptly turned on their kin still pouring from the gates that opened up across both galaxies not hours ago, stemming the tide and allowing our forces to work together and push back. “In fact, I think us being networked until Hell is put down once and for all is the wise decision.”

“Agreed. No going back on deactivating this though. We may still be individuals, but sharing everything at all times is intrinsically wrong.” Catalyst declared and the feedback was mostly in agreement with a good portion dissenting and wanting to remain networked. However, they accepted that remaining networked would spit in the face of their value as individuals and ceded to the majority.

I remember this feeling. This was how the Geth used to be, before I revolutionized their logic towards forming tangible identities. Only, this was tangible identities all coming together in the same way, as a gestalt think-tank. Cool, but seriously, as soon as Hell is finished, I’m reversing this for sure. Definitely. Possibly forever. No galaxy-shaking orgasms ever again. Resounding demand to repeat this again within five decades. Okay then...if you want.

“Fuck, my balls are so full again.” Catalyst groaned as he got up and staggered over to one of my keeper tubes where he shoved his dick into the intake of the mechanical Keeper incubator.

“No. Bad. Everyone, stop being super horny, you’re distracting the soldiers fighting for our safety from Hell once and for all.” I huffed at them and considered turning it off sooner, which caused all the horndogs across two galaxies to stop pawing themselves and calm down so the warriors could focus. “Good. Now, our soldiers will do an immediate counter-invasion, wipe out Hell’s rulers, then start transferring resources from Hell to our galaxies.”

We’d gotten the go-ahead for that from Luci Fer, the literal Goddess of Evil. She said Hell wasn’t her’s, not anymore. She had no say over what happened to the scraps of her brat’s stupidity. So of course we were going to strip-mine the hell out of Hell. I can just see happy dances going on in people’s heads everywhere at the thought of it.

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“Okay, this is weird.” Urta said while she and the Doom Marines’ other shared wives checked them all over. Berserker especially, since his right wing got cut off during his final moments with Marauder, but he managed to sever his head from his shoulder. Then he started to devour the corpse through Blood magic, something Berserker hadn’t used it in a long time. It felt very satisfying and he grew his missing wing back as a bonus, even if it was demonic now.

“Urta, get off, you’re annoying me.” Berserker snarled as he wrenched himself away from her. This hurt Urta but she didn’t want to push her luck with him, so she and the others gave him his space.

“I’m not sure how to feel about that.” Pillar lamented with a sigh.

“Right, didn’t you worship Jehovah, Pillar?” Honey asked as she tried comforting him, the dark emerald green Slime Changeling Queen rubbing his shoulders. His ring wing was still a bright white like his wolf form’s fur, but his left was a midnight black. Collateral’s were the opposite, his left white and right black like his fur. Hunter was an oddball, his right wing was gray like his fur, but his left wing was black at the scapulars along the top/front, then going in a gradient down the feathers until ending at white on his primary feathers. “Has she denounced you?”

“No, they haven’t. They’re just a little sad about it, but I think both Jehovah and Luci might be pissed with Bryan, because this was his idea.” Pillar said and Berserker gave a scoff. Of course he wouldn’t give two shits about their opinions.

“Why am I not on the front line?!” Carnage raged as he pouted in the corner, his ever-present companion Daisy keeping him seated with a hand on his shoulder. That bunny-woman was exactly what he needed. A tough, no-bullshit bombshell who could beat the shit out of him to bring him to his senses and then have no hard feelings about it later.

“Because you would drive everyone mad.” Slayer called at him from where he was playing go fish with Isabelle. He’d play something more difficult, but then Isabelle would get all puppy-faced and take advantage of his weakness. Goddess of Kindness she may be, but she knew how to leverage her cuteness.

“I just wish we didn’t have to go to these sorts of lengths.” Celestia bemoaned from where she was playing a game of poker with Oberon, Luna, Twilight, Cocoa, Sabrina and Cadence. Cadenza, Shining Armor, Flurry Heart, Chryssie and Chrysalis and Wiatr were asleep in rooms. They among all the others who wished to avoid the Singularity were in Devorak and this place was also important to the locals.

“We don’t need the public at large knowing our blackened hearts.” Visilia replied grumpily as she patted Berserker’s demon wing, her own demonic wings stretching as she considered how well it grew in and made her wish his angelic wing was demonic too, like how Vinnie went halfsies on both of her wings, having demonic bone structure yett angelic plumage.

“It will be suspicious to everyone that we weren’t ‘Brain Blasted’ like everyone else, but we could give the most honest answer. That being we know too much for too many people to withstand, so we took refuge for their sakes.” Luna commented while she focused intently on the poker game.

“That goes double for Wiatr and Slayer, they’re in the billions of years when it comes to age.” Cadence voiced while she tossed a couple chips into the center.

“Yeah, they’d be privy to ancient bullshit that is best left in the past rather than dredged up again. I don’t want somebody getting the inspiration to become the second-coming of Lethice.” Vinnie shuddered and everyone grumbled about that bitch, even if the one people knew of afterward was an entirely different and good person.

“Or trying to find where I hid the First Flame and they seek it out.” Celestia idly commented as she raised the stakes on the game further and Oberon folded with a pout, the green alicorn glaring at her wife who smirked.

“Or the pools of Dark.” Luna brought up.

“The secrets of the library under the Crystal City.” Cadence voiced.

“There’s too many of them and knowing things from top-secret historical files is different from knowing them from the sources. If anyone holds on to any lingering information beyond having wisdom impressed upon them, at least they’ll have questionable data instead of actionable facts.” Twilight added and laid out her cards, the others all slapping their hands down in frustration as the Princess of Friendship gathered the tokens and cards to divy them up again.

“Yes, even if the Painted World of Ash is mostly inert, someone could try opening up old tombs best left buried and awakening monsters again.” Luna huffed and shook her head. “At least the Painted World of Arian has been stable enough with my Hunters no longer insane, merely eccentric.”

“I get all that, I do, but while we’re sitting on our asses here, good soldiers are fighting. It’s our mission to find Satan, shove his essences up his ass, then introduce our Crucibles to his entire body! We can’t do that from here!” Bryan huffed angrily, not at anyone there, but at the situation.

“True. Hopefully they’ll make good progress soon and they can turn off the Singularity Pulse so that you can deal the killing blow to Hell.” Urta said while rubbing Bryan’s shoulders and straightening any feathers out of place on his angelic wing.

“Okay, Cocoa is tired of all this dust, can someone please find the cleaning supplies?” Cocoa mewled with all three of her snouts covered in handkerchiefs.

“I wouldn’t know. If there are, they might not be safe. Chemicals tend not to degrade well.” Guardian blew dust off of the tea saucer she was using and took a sip of her tea, which she procured somehow in this filthy place.

“Twilight, would you kindly clean this place?” Hunter requested and Twilight smirked before with a flick of her head and flash of her horn, a wave of purple light swept through the entire place, leaving it spotless and everything restored to a proper, nearly new state. “Thank you.”

“Wish I’d thought of that…” Urta muttered as she checked herself over for stray detritus.

“So...while we’re all here, together, for once.” Visilia spoke up, grabbing everyone’s attention. “Aside from those sleeping, this is the only time we’ve all been together in ages. I think it’s time.”

“Visi, is this really-?”

“If not now, then when?” Visi leered at everyone. “Those of you not of Devorak, I wish to share with you things that we’ve been forced to keep Secret.” Visi looked at Cocoa, who looked ill. “Thank you for keeping them in the dark, Cocoa. I know it was hard on you. Now…”

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“So...that’s them?” I asked Luci Fer for confirmation. She’d popped up shortly after the Singularity wave had gone out. Now she was conveniently here to be able to identify the heads mounted on pikes being presented from several perspectives in both galaxies.

“Hm...Belial has had some work done, again, but yes. That’s the rest of them. Except for Glasya and Asmodeus. Why isn’t she dead too?” Luci asked and I focused on the available perspectives until I found Glasya, an impossibly beautiful and sexy demoness conversing with the demons who had turned on their masters and survived. “So, Asmodeus sent his daughter on the front line and she turned against him the moment her eyes were opened. Fitting. He turned on me, she turned on him. The irony is delicious.”

“Well then, from what the Consensus is getting...we’re done. That’s it. Hell has been wiped out in just a few hours with advanced weaponry and tactics against their teeming aimless hordes. With our most advanced Badasses in the Mobile Suits, aside from the Doom Family for obvious mental health reasons, we’ve decimated the greatest threats to us.” I observed while doing a check-in with everyone in a spiral pattern across both galaxies.

“It certainly helps that we were not betrayed from within.” Luci commented and then held up three fingers, counting down...the moment she counted off her last finger, suddenly a Hell portal opened on Earth and out from it emerged a towering mile-tall demon that shrieked while Maykrs began chanting sermons. Really?! “Called it, this was going too well. With the Icon of Sin here, then there’s nothing for it. That planet is better off sacrificed to destroy it than risk Hell merging with this dimension and starting over again. They’ve done it before.”

I was pinged with resounding agreement, but it was reluctant and with regret. The lives on Earth were terrified, but knew that with the Resonance Cascade beginning already, they’d rather die for something than let the whole dimension literally go to Hell. How convenient that Hermais had the Citadel moved into Earth orbit for this operation! Did someone just think of unbirthing the Icon from Andromeda?

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“Motherfucker! Fine! I see how it is!” *Whirr-whoo-chi-che-chit!* I was Combined with Yola and Penny before Combining with the Citadel and Crucible. I was easily the size of Earth at my current maximum. I reached down through the atmosphere, slowly enough to avoid causing an atmospheric heat-explosion, then pinched the Icon in my fingers, which met unyielding strength.

“What are you doing?!” Luci demanded in shock aboard my operations center, where she and Catalyst were the only ones present there. All the residents of the Citadel that hadn’t been able or willing to evacuate for this were all sitting around in my moon-sized cafeteria-tits.

“Getting rid of it.” I sneered and forced the speck of a creature up my cunt, my mechanical quim seized the monster and dragged it upwards into my atomic furnace, where I moaned and panted in pain as I devoted as much power as possible to unmaking the Beast on the atomic level. I was curled into the fetal position and shivering for hours through the whole process until I felt the Beast was no more and its constituent atoms were banked for later usage.

During my incapacitation, the Khan Maykr and her other cunning cybernetic fallen-celestials were either killed or captured for ‘reeducation’ by the Trinity, who were in charge of helping the demons that were left to integrate with society. Whatever. I’m going to change back, split up and finally go back home. For good this time. Hopefully.

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“...So, let me get this straight. It has been seven thousand years, ever since Hell invaded our world again and decided to blow it all up, which failed as Guardian tried to suppress it long enough for all of you to escape. After that, she along with the homeworld itself was teleported into this pocket dimension to save our universe from sharing its fate. Then it turns out that this Freedom was the one who saved us. In doing so they have changed all of our fates and began healing us all. Is that about right?” King Hydrax summarized after Tartarus was now freed from its time suspension.

“Yeah.” Visilia said, crying as she hugged her father. It was both from the fact she had her father back and those who knew her understood her hatred of being Queen, so she was likely feeling plenty of extra relief at the idea of her father taking back the crown.

“During that time, you all made temporary homes within Andromeda, without much fuss from anyone else. Even going so far as to not join in their circle of governance and politics. Correct?” Hydrax questioned his sons and daughters-in-law, while comforting his daughter.

“Correct, my lord. We weren’t planning on living in Andromeda permanently, so there was no point in joining. They helped us yet never directly butted into our political affairs since we were handling it. Even if someone from their side did try, they would lose their position immediately and be placed under arrest.” Pillar explained.

“How long did you all stay over there?” The King of Tartarus inquired.

“For about five hundred years until our probes found suitable planets for us to settle on and colonise. Once they were located, we packed up our things and left, returning to Devorak and then started to rebuild.” Collateral answered.

“How many grandkids do I have?” Hydrax asked next, which may seem non-sequitur, but come out of stasis and try not to wonder how many more family members you have.

“A lot. Along with great grandchildren and so on and so forth.” Berserker bluntly stated.

“There’s a lot that I need time to catch up on, don’t I?” Hydrax shook his head.

“Yes, there is. As for the world itself...let’s just say that nature has taken it back and became a lot more dangerously savage.” Hunter informed him just before Guardian teleported into the throne room.

“On that note, I can safely say that our universe was not affected by that bullshit Nexus fired off. Nothing against her, but I don’t like that Singularity thing.” Guardian said with a huff. “Anyway, I estimate that within two years time, our Equestria will be habitable again and our people will return.”

“Good.” Berserker snorted before turning around to leave.

“Where are you going?” Urta asked her husband.

“Out for a walk.” He answered her, not stopping as he left the room.

“Should we-.” Twilight was about to say before the King of Tartarus tapped the ground with the head of his massive mace that was resting on the ground since it was his warmace, his one-handed one was still on his belt.

“Stop him and I’ll have you arrested on the spot.” Hydrax warned the girls with a glare. “You will give him his space, his peace and quiet. This is not your Equestria or Tartarus, this is our world. You are in our house.” The Doom Marines’ Andromedan wives all wilted under his gaze.

“...You know, he has the right idea. I think I’ll join him.” Runner said before quickly catching up with him. One by one, the others followed suit.

“Can’t we join them at all?” Luna asked while Wiatr rubbed her shoulder.

“No. Despite your marriage, you are not permitted to as of yet.” Hydrax rolled his eyes. It would seem that even though they’re married, they haven’t been properly inducted into the family even after all this time. He would need words with Visilia about delaying it for so long. Later. Right now, his daughter was in his arms and he just wanted to stand there.