Qu'mock system , Pef Empire

Centerpoint Station.

A radical group of biologists, geneticists and sociology geniuses have gathered here, to create their own utopia of a place without technology, only grown biotech and genetheraphy and mostly trying to become Vong.

And this Qektoth Confederation was also working on a bioweapon to 'convert' the rest of the galaxy.

Sigh, this day could have started without torture, but whatever. They didn't get to actually deploy it, so only dismemberment, and confiscating their research and the Qektoth Confederation Space Station .

Next jump, to Bpfassh and simply pin-point whatever Dark Jedi I could find, pretty easy, as they all carried red force-saber and pikes, and teleport them into the nearby sun.

Not wasting my time trying to civilize a death-cult that survived Yoda's purges for 700 years.

I'll keep their holocrons and the scrolls though, and their leader's essence could be used as a skill power up for Luxum.

'Thanks Pef. 50 kinds of mind alter and 50 kinds of self-enhancement. Now I feel complete' my Shard Voice sent sarcastically.

"Learning is learning, my love. You don't have to use them, but knowing how they work can make you safer. As long as there are force-cults, there will be more death-cults. It's inevitable. Plus you're now a shade of gray too." I said amused, as my Voices were

sparring with telekinetic pulls, and trying to read as many holocrons as they could.

Sigh, it's a holocron, not a cake. A million people can read it...

Also, Mister Yoda did a number on this planet, bombarding whatever Dark Jedi he located, with capital ship turbolasers, making a thousand craters one kilometer wide. Possibly killing a billion civilians too.

How is this a judicious use of force? What did these civilians, or the planet itself, ever do to you, Mister Yoda?

Now the planet looks like Belsavis. Whatever, we could use the new mining pits. I ordered an uplift ship to come and civilize the place, before searching for another destination.

Next jump, to Aaris III . Some kind of demon inhabited a relic, named Plaque of Victory , and could use mind alter on a planetary scale, and did. The civilization that lived here was destroyed in a civil war, and...there's something to learn from this.

"You want to drain this godling, Wialu?" I asked a bit bored, as the triangular ingot in my hand was bouncing off my mental defenses.

"It's not gonna work, from that metal. You need an organo-crystal. Here..." Solana said after poking the relic for a second, and then creating a similar shape from a bottle of mineral water.

Well, not gonna argue with the Avatar of a billion years old ocean. Not when she superimposed the new essence snare and passed it through the metal ingot, leaving behind a block of pyronium, and holding a triangle shaped soul snare, with this tentacled mind demon inside.

Wialu drained it happily, her aura vibrating strongly as her powers doubled again.

She was getting close to my own strength, again. Perfect wife, if I may say so.

"Anything good?" I asked curious.

"Space-time alter and many elemental abilities, plus mind drain, fear drain and rage drain. On a planet like Coruscant, I could be 1000 stronger" Wialu said with a tiny smile.

Nice. Noetic alter then. Next second Wialu split in two, and went to hug me and Peffy at the same time. In her partition, two essence threads appeared, perfectly identical. She spilt her soul in two? This was a good idea, but she lacked a partitioned mind...

A second later, the two clones returned to a single body, but tired and mentally exhausted.

"Don't abuse that, I'm not sure mammalian organic brains can support multiple consciousness threads, without severe drawbacks" I said a bit concerned.

"Yea, I'm gonna rest for a bit..." she whispered, before she fainted in my Avatar's arms.

Another hive mind ability, which will need tweaking and repairing before being released for black ops and paladins. Similar to a doppelganger, but real, for as long as the user had strength to support it.

Okay, I wasted enough time with small fries.

A last small stop at Exocron, and replace the corrupt leaders with my loyal Imperial Servants.

"This place looks nice for me, Pef. I'll keep this planet for the Tsil" Ray proclaimed, somehow mesmerized by the radiation of the protostar. Eh, to each their own. Crystals had weird tastes.

Jumping to Kathol system in the Kathol rift. Said rift extended like a nebula for thousands of light years, obscuring stars and even the Force with a gray haze, almost like the Celestial barriers, but different.

The Centerpoint could navigate it just fine.

Now, let's see, what do we have here? A large organic device, probably the Launch gate was still in orbit around Kathol.

Down on the planet, a scourge of insect hybrids and modified or invented races guarding something. A fortress, appearing as as a huge pulsing glowing crystalline organ, with a deep shaft leading down from the bio-mechanical computer with force powers, some 15 meters long, and looking like a myriapod.

That should be the Lifewell , holding the souls of the Kathol, which had in time transcended to become another aspect of the force called Ta-Ree .

And their guardian, DarkStryder was quite potent in the Force...almost...as me. Yeah, let's not risk it. An evil AI with superpowers and a well of souls to power it.

Just a second, I'll be back. And jumping towards the Kathol space station, deep into the Kathol Rift.

There it is, the Alien Construct, with its nice temple hidden inside, holding a nice Codex pyramid on an altar.

Yoink! Whoa, power overwhelming! It increased my powers by 3.33 times and even gave me a numerical value of my Force strength.

12000 points plus bonuses. 60000 points with the Kaiburr crystal. 96000 points with the Codex.

Should be enough strength now, and I can tractor the space station with us, as well. It does contain lots of nice, strange tech, even though it uses tentacles instead of tractor beams.

And jumping back to Kathol system. Now, where was that stasis pod? Yoink! New maid acquired.

"You didn't ask her, again!" Celeste complained, but not refusing being hugged by my Avatar anymore.

Let's wake the new girl too, and stash another entropy pod away, for later research.

"Hello, Miss Halbret. Welcome to the future!" Peffy said warmly, gently offering her a hand for support. The Jedi declined, and looked around warily.

"You're not Jedi...except perhaps her..." the woman muttered after a minute of wool-gathering, and pointing at Celeste.

"Jedi Shadow, Celeste Mourne. Similar predicament as yours, Knight Halbert" my maid said politely.

"And with old Master Bnar, now I have rescued three Old Jedi...anyway. Mind control and force-weapons are restricted to our Empire's officials, so I'll take this" I said softly, whisking the lightsaber from her hand.

She might hit something important, and explode some star system by accident. Happened quite often, around Jedi and ancient artifacts.

"Kathol, the Darkstryder...how long has it been?" Miss Halbert asked worried.

"We are in Kathol system, what's left of it. The Darkstryder is still down there, making cool toys and inventing servant races.

And it's been some 3600 years since you last drew breath. Now...as much as I'd like to play with this evil force-using AI, I do have an Empire to run. We can stay one week, but after that we're cleaning the mess." I explained politely, and focused on cyberwarfare and stealing all the Darkstryder memories and databanks.

Lots and lots of cool things, plasma beam weapons, ion weapons, mind stunners, all powered by the Lifewell.

Well, I just need the Firespray module design, then I can adapt it to work with kyber crystals to shoot a wide fan of green or blue plasma, and melt everything. Meltaguns, obtained!

Planet Gandle Ott , Pef Empire

16BBY

This world is a wonder, so far out to the galactic south and yet having 2 billion people living on it. Time to upgrade the place then.

I brought 4 more planets in the system, along with a gas giant and a thousand asteroids, to give this place a little boost.

Those planets are Paloma , Danoor , Shatuun and Demonsgate . I mean, they were so far away, even in this small sector, that spaceships needed 3 months to reach some of them. Mostly because of the Rift, and the Void and other phenomena. On Paloma, I had to reprogram the ruling droids, since they got a bit out of hand, giving droids a bad name, confiscating merchant ships and all.

No matter, now you're all much closer to civilization. I had the Bimmiel asteroid for a Force source anyway, carried inside the Centerpoint.

Huge room inside the Centerpoint station, just think about it. 350 kilometer long, and 100 kilometers wide. You needed a telescope to find an asteroid here.

Not really, but you get my point. Very large space inside.

Now, let's jump to Charis and upgrade this system too. 4 more worlds, plus tons of asteroids.

Next jump, to Kolatill , which was finally a planet on a trade route. Planet Yvara was moved here, also Binaros and Jangelle. There were already 2 planets at Kolatill, so it made five planets now.

There, three large trade nexuses, with ample room to expand and colonize, plus 30 trillions credits invested in factories and shipyards and infrastructure.

And with 2000 Navy ships patrolling the sector, pirates and slavers should be history in a year or less.

But no sign of the Aing-Tii. Can't find the tricky monks. Sigh.

Nevermind, their force powers should decrease substantially now, after the Lifewell was closed for business. Can't have an entire galactic sector full of force sensitive races and phenomena, all fueled by the tortured souls of the dead Kathol species.

Hmmm. Guess I should terminate 99% of those poor souls in my own Hell. Could start a similar event there, and ruin another sector of the galaxy.

One year torture should feel like eternity anyway. Though I'll keep Palpatine screaming for at least a decade, then throw his snare into a star. He was crafty enough to resurrect otherwise.

Now, let's visit Denon, in Corellian Space and make it a nice trade hub. Well, it is already huge, but a few more planets to spread out couldn't hurt.

Locking coordinates. Preparing for jump... And...wait a minute. That was a Null-burst projector bouncing off the Rakata forcefield.

Those Aing-Tii monks just teleported, next to me! And rammed the Centerpoint!

Don't ram a Rakata forcefield, you silly monks! Huh. What did they think this is? The space station was larger than many moons.

Their 300 meter tube of a spaceship was a bit dented on the prow, and their crew quite confused and shocked. Then again, their race was blind, and used smells and force vision to navigate.

Let's Force Phantom myself, on their ship: "Watch where you're driving, esteemed monks. Do you even have a pilot license?" I asked with their own sign language and with a body form similar to their own half-reptile shape.

"You stole the sacred Codex! It needs to be taken in our Embrace!" some wise monk exclaimed upset.

"Rule number One. The Immortal Pef doesn't steal! He takes everything not owned. And that space station was a derelict. Abandoned, thus mine. Rule number Two. No more mind control in my Empire, or force weapons. Only my agents, those trained and licensed by professionals, are allowed offensive force powers.

But I am a generous being, and can make allowances for blind people driving starships. You will employ these droids I give you, and make sure you don't bump into other ships. Next thing, if you hear about slavers or pirates, let my officials know, and we'll dismember them. The round droids can understand and transmit your messages. And lastly, here are five holocrons with various force abilities. Like growing eyes and vocal cords, for example.

But, if I hear about you monks, teaching any Jedi or Dark Jedi, I will confiscate your Embrace, and possibly worse, depending on what calamity those fanatics cause. Did I make myself clear?" I slithered loudly.

"You're not Those Who Dwell Beyond the Veil . You can't order us what to do! " Some bone plated monk complained, a bit dismayed at my Force gifts.

"And one more thing. When the Yuuzhan Vong attack, and start spreading plagues and bioweapons, the Aing-Tii better be present, and help us contain them. You have ten years to prepare. The Vong use similar biotech to your own, if some times more advanced. You will do your part and help save the galaxy. The way is narrow and treacherous, but if you can follow it, you will find what you seek." I proclaimed mystically, then changed my shape to my droid form and then vanished. Not that I was ever on their ship, but it looked cool.

I could fake a divine being anytime. No wonder any two bit force user could claim godhood, on nearly any planet. Bunch of uncultured fanatics.

Now, let's jump to Denon, and build more civilization.

Hosnian system , Galactic Empire

16 BBY

A last stop to this place, since I wanted to make sure nothing was building up, to destroy with system again.

A natural 5 planet system! Not even a hint of Celestial intervention. Same mineral composition, a bit of irregular orbits...perfectly natural orbits. Located just a bit south of Corellia, in fact.

I could adjust their orbits a little, make all five worlds more temperate, and bring a gas giant and some asteroids. And done.

Say thanks to the Immortal Pef! They didn't say thanks, of course, not many upgraded systems did. And I worked for free!

What news from the Western Front?

Our fleets were mostly positioned now, 50% on the north-east, and spending survey droids like mad.

A hundred new worlds were found past month, along with some 10 thousand star systems useful for mining.

Planet Lysatra and Agaris were a bit familiar, and our Stinger III and Biplane III droids proved very useful in eliminating minor swarms of Lugubrra worms and other aggressive creatures infesting our new mining systems.

Admiral Thrawn has began upgrading his Dakka corvettes with a turret beam copied from those Republic walkers, to deal with the larger alien swarms and spend fewer missiles.

Should I tell him that the more missiles he spends, the more work our munitions factories receive? Eh. His operation, his rules.

We're already reaching 12% consumption from the vast caverns I had on Gand for explosives. And the fertilizers are almost over. I'll need to terraform a few more such ammonia planets soon. In a decade.

Now, let's jump to Humbarine, and give our future wife a wedding present.

Although, by destroying the CIS shipyards in the Core, we already saved Humbarine from being glassed by the maniac cyborg.

Is this why Palpatine targeted Humbarine? To defuse a potential contender to the throne, by eliminating Bena?

Sigh, that Darksight ability only works if you focus on destruction. Destroy the Hutts?

A list of persons and locations appears in my mind, not by name, but in a hazy force vision, showing me who would stand in my way.

But not the Vong...they're invisible.

Nevermind then, let's try the Sith! Where is a Sith left to destroy?

Ooops! There's a whole planet full of Sith, just next to Kessel. Almost forgot about them.

"Dear wives, and Voices and maids. There's a whole planet full of dark jedi, near our borders. Just east of Fromos, in fact. Feeling bored, or do you want to stop shopping for flowers and jewelry?" I asked cautiously.

You never knew with women.

"And you just remembered this, now? Idiot junk droid..." Asajj said in a relaxed tone.

My Avatar was massaging her back, so she was quite mild tempered now.

"This whole situation is unreal. How can we teleport all over the galaxy instantly? How can you move planets? Kriff..." the former Jedi Knight complained with a suffering sigh.

"Well, dear maid. Once you strip preconceptions and dogma from the force teachings, many things come clear. Some races are born with certain racial force abilities, like light manipulation for tsil crystals. That is photon modulation and amplitude. The shard crystals are born with electron modulation abilities, like a hand scanner. Talortai are born with agelessness. And so on.

The Celestials, were cheaters and were born by absorbing the abilities of many races into a hive mind, along with their culture and technology. Much like I'm trying to do for my Empire. That's why the technology of the Celestials is so advanced, and yet a hundred thousand years old, or more. The Kwa, the Gree, the Columi, the Sharu, the Killiks and the Kathol, and many others were drained and combined to absorb their knowledge and their powers. And thus we have Centerpoint station, the third most powerful construct in the galaxy." I explained gently, patting her head and growing her beautiful hair a bit longer.

"Fine. The Celestials were strong. Everyone knows that. And your story explains a bit of the old histories. But how can you know?" Miss Halbret asked, not really trusting me.

"The station is Force powered, my Jedi lady. And in this galaxy, all the Force filters through the Celestials now. There's four of them, and three in the middle. The old grey one, the winged goddess and the fanged god. Father, daughter and son. Not really related, but after so many years, they might as well be.

The fourth is locked behind Kessel, we almost have it contained. Still pulling strings and setting dark plots, arranging hyperspace accidents and manipulating the future, trying to draw stupid people to release her. That would be Abeloth, one of the Old Ones humans from Kathol Rift.

Wish I could have told the stupid Celestials, that hive mind abilities drive mammals mad. Plus all the stupid dogma they ingested from a hundred races, which they naturally believe it true."

I muttered a low voice, expecting a reply from the Father.

But no, seems he was just listening. As were all the maids, eager to learn more. Another speech then.

"Superpowers are not a rational basis for religion, Miss Halbret. Especially when such powers can be transmitted and learned. Morality and ethics can found a religion. Philosophy and ontology can argue for certain religious principles.

Powers and weapons, organized temples and religious law and tribunals? Those are attributes of the government. And my government doesn't share its institutions why any religion. We reserve the right to use laws and weapons. Any religion that comes in conflict with our laws...well then, they should rapidly change their doctrine." I replied a bit sternly, as we had arrived in Kesh system.

And I had many people to teach about laws and civilization.

"You're saying every Jedi teaching is wrong?" the woman asked, a bit upset. And not listening at all.

"Superpowers are not a rational basis for religion, Miss Halbret. Especially when such powers can be transmitted and learned. Morality and ethics can found a religion. Philosophy and ontology can argue for certain religious principles.

Powers and weapons, organized temples and religious law and tribunals? Those are attributes of the government. And my government doesn't share its institutions why any religion. We reserve the right to use laws and weapons. Any religion that comes in conflict with our laws...well then, they should rapidly change their doctrine." I replied a bit sternly, as we had arrived in Kesh system.

And I had many people to teach about laws and civilization.