Intergalactic conquest with an AI

Above them, the heavens darkened as though the very sky had recoiled from her arrogance. Clouds of abyssal black rolled into place, smothering the stars. A storm was born, wild and furious, its voice a roar that shook the world.

Jagged bolts of green lightning ripped across the firmament, striking the land with merciless fury. Each strike carved craters into the planet's surface, sending tremors that echoed like war drums.

The wind that followed was no gentler; it was more like a razor-sharp current that howled across the ground, cutting through rock and metal as though they were no more than paper.

It was no ordinary storm. It was wrath given form, an omen woven by the clash of powers too great for the world to contain.

The soldiers and mercenaries caught beneath its shadow felt their knees weaken. Some were thrown to the ground, others shielded their faces, but none could find comfort.

The storm was not only weather; it pressed against their souls like a cold, merciless hand, reminding them that gods walked among them, and mortals were nothing but dust in their wake.

At the center of this chaos stood the matron, tall and unbending, as though the storm itself was her herald.

"You dare… You even dare to speak of this before me!?" The green titan's voice thundered with fury, shaking the very bones of creation. Her eyes, burning like twin suns, narrowed in rage.

"If not for the ancient laws left behind by the Overlord of Ages, I would erase your entire race from the universe this very instant!"

Her words carried a crushing force that rippled through the void. The sound itself was power. Millions of light-years away, beings of lesser strength, anything below Tier Six, fell unconscious where they stood, overwhelmed by the sheer weight of her fury.

But the matron did not flinch; the only movement on her was that of her lips that curved into that same mocking smile, a mask of arrogance and defiance. She knew the truth, and it emboldened her. The green titan had spoken the name of her chains. The "ancient laws."

These laws, left behind by the Overlord of the Past, were not simply words etched into stone. They were living shackles, written into the very foundation of the galaxy itself. They bound the great ones, Titans and Primordial Beasts alike, anchoring them within this prison of stars so they could never depart to conquer the wider cosmos.

Long ago, there had been a single being who surpassed them all. The only one to ever climb beyond the unreachable heights. A Tier Ten. The true Overlord. But that was in the shadow of eternity, countless eons past, and no one remembered their face.

None remembered their name. Whether it had been a man or woman, titan or primordial beast, was long lost to history. What remained was only the iron weight of their legacy: laws carved so deep into the fabric of existence that even gods could not break them.

For even Titans and primordial beasts, immortal though they were against time itself, could still be killed. And everything in the universe, no matter how mighty, had a predator. For the children born of the stars, that predator was the void.

The clash of wills could have lingered forever, a silent war of words and pressure, if not for the sudden shift that shook the battlefield. The fallen titan stirred.

Drawn by the fury of the green titan's power, the abomination fully awakened. Whatever corruption had dragged it down into madness now bloomed into dreadful strength.

Before the eyes of all, its body swelled and twisted, expanding into a colossal black titan whose size blotted out the very sky. Even from orbit, the sight was unavoidable... a nightmare silhouette thrashing within the heart of the storm.

Then it let out a soul-tearing roar. It was no ordinary sound, but a weapon of annihilation. The cry shattered across the battlefield, a blast that could rip the souls from countless living beings across light-years of space. But before despair could take root, the green titan raised her hand and answered.

Stellar energy burst from her body, radiant and unstoppable, blossoming into a forest of roots that surged across the world. Each root was forged of emerald light, vast as mountain ranges, and they wrapped the planet in a living shield.

With a single act, she drew the void miasma into herself and cleansed it, denying the fallen titan its corruption. Her defiance ignited the others.

The titans and primordial beasts that had arrived at her side now grew to their full height, their forms swelling into giants of eternity. With weapons of light, flame, and storm, they hurled themselves against the black titan, their strikes colliding with power that could have sundered galaxies.

The air itself screamed with their fury, each blow strong enough to split worlds, each movement an apocalypse.

Yet the roots of the green titan held firm, absorbing the runaway storms of energy, channeling their destructive tides back into herself so that the planet and those beyond the sector would not be torn apart.

Amid this chaos, her gaze turned to the silver giant, the young one who still lingered.

"Young one," she said, her voice carrying both reproach and concern as her energy wrapped around Rex and those who stood near him, shielding them from annihilation, "you should have heeded your mother's words and left this battlefield long ago. What are you still doing here?"

Her power created a barrier, a safe haven carved from the storm. For she knew the truth well; even the faintest strand of energy released in this battle was death incarnate. A single spark from a titan's strike was enough to erase a Tier Six powerhouse in an instant.

The great megacorps had already learned this lesson years before, when a young primordial beast had rampaged through their controlled sectors, leaving nothing but burning wreckage in its wake.

This was power beyond mortals, beyond kings and armies. This was the scale of gods at war.

The moment Rex heard the green titan's voice, it was as if cold water had been poured over his head. Reality struck him harder than any blow. Who in their right mind could ever expect to witness such a scene with their own eyes? It was something beyond nightmare, beyond the imagination of fiction, yet here it was unfolding right before him.

He swallowed hard before speaking, his voice steady despite the chaos raging around him. "Since you mentioned what my… 'mother' told me, does that mean you know her?"

The question caught the green titan by surprise. For a brief instant, her radiant eyes widened, and the roots of energy wrapped around the battlefield trembled slightly. What unsettled her was not the question itself, but the way it had been asked... so casually, so naturally.

Since among titans, hierarchy was absolute. The higher tiers held a natural bloodline suppression that made the lesser bow in silence, their wills crushed before even thinking to speak.

To defy it was impossible, unless permission was given. But this silver titan before her… he had simply answered. No trembling voice, no faltering breath. No fear. No respect. Just words.

"…Indeed," she finally said after a pause, her tone shifting, though her gaze remained firm on Rex. "I am close to the silver lineage. She and I are sisters. In your human tongue… I would be something like your aunt."

Before Rex could even process this revelation, the green titan turned sharply. Her hand rose, weaving a shield of living light just as one of the primordial beasts was flung against her barrier, pierced through by three monstrous tentacles.

The beast was colossal, a nightmare shaped into flesh. A tiger of pure black fur, its eyes glowed like dying stars. Two horns crowned its skull, one golden, blazing with lightning that split the air, and one of icy blue that could freeze the very breath of creation.

The instant its paws struck the ground, the black tiger roared. A surge of freezing light erupted from its horn, crystallizing the battlefield in a storm of frost. Even the titan's black tentacles were caught, encased in an unbreakable prison of ice. With a shudder, the beast tore itself free, scattering frozen shards into the void.

"Grrr… GAIA!" The tiger's voice thundered in every mind, a roar of thought that shook the planet itself. "When will you act? Did you summon us only to let this aberration toy with us like prey!?"

Its rage shook the barrier, but Gaia only lifted her hand with serene grace. At her gesture, the frozen wasteland cracked, thawing in an instant. Grass sprouted where there had been only ice. Flowers bloomed. Even the gaping wounds torn into the tiger's massive body closed as green life-energy poured into it, knitting flesh and bone.

"That is not my intention, beast," Gaia replied calmly, her voice sounding like the rustle of leaves in a divine forest. "I will not stand idle. But first, I must ensure the young one is safe. Only then will I fight."

The black tiger's blazing eyes followed her gesture, finally noticing the silver titan standing behind her. At first it looked confused, then disgusted. Its voice thundered once more, dripping with scorn.

"A Tier Five titan? Is this what the silver lineage has fallen to? Our cubs are born at Tier Seven! And yet here stands this… runt? Such trash is not worth saving. Let it die and spare us the shame!"

At that insult, Rex's expression hardened. Without hesitation, he raised his middle finger high, his golden eyes burning with defiance.