Reincarnation v2.0 patch notes

The Galaxy is a dangerous place, and divine beings are rare and weak. Luck has been removed as a base stat. The Superhuman Psychosis bug has been fixed. Faith and Chaos have been added as stats. Each governs a different avenue of thought and playstyle Stats will not be given at 2/1 a level, but rather 10 points to distribute as desired. This will allow for better building how you want to build. Primary Stat instead now gains additional stat points at a higher rate than normal points. Due to the economical scale, conversation has been changed to 1 gold for 1 throne. A vast horde of new traits, talents, jobs and equipment has been added for your enjoyment Vehicular and Stellar combat has been added, to better use the vastly improved scale Vehicular Armour is Fortified, counting Penetration as half its value. Certain armours have an armour value above 100% to showcase their supreme durability, to a maximum of 195% for Terminator Armour and Land Raiders. Stat limit has been increased by previous level of [201]. This will allow for a greater impact in the wider Galaxy. Additional reward based on leadership ranking to be found in the inventory. Chose Primary Stat. Strength Stamina Constitution Dexterity Agility Precision: Intelligence: Wisdom: Faith:

Emia stared at the box in front of her that had appeared just as she got up, and frowned gently. She knew it was a blessing from The Emperor, on her 18th birthday, for he favoured the Felinid and all their strains after the valiant and feverous life and martyrdom of Elouviana Zashira, but what it meant...she could not say. Though, the primary stat was easy enough. The strongest man, the quickest man, they all fell before The Emperor and his benediction. So it was obvious she would pick Faith as her Primary stat, immediately disgorging a new screen.

Strength: 10

Stamina: 10

Constitution: 10

Dexterity: 10

Agility: 10

Precision:

Intelligence: 10

Wisdom: 10

Faith: 20

There was an instinctive understanding of what everything meant, clearly due to the faith she had in the Master of Mankind that gave this to her. She navigated to the inventory screen and there, sat one item, waiting for her to open it, called the Box Of Wonders, something that would give an item . And open it she did, bringing it from her inventory and opening the thing, seeing inside something that caused her eyes to light up with glee. The box dissolved around her, and there in her hand was a Rosarius that hummed gently with power.

Zashira’s Rosarius: The Rosarius of the Felinid Hero, Elouviana Zashira. Part of her zeal and passion for Faith has been embedded in this small amulet, and allows any of The Emperor’s creed to borrow this power. Unfortunately, the forcefield generator has broken, and requires repairs by a highly skilled hand. 50% increase in Faith powers, 3x Faith stat gain speed.

A beautiful start to the day. Emia wrapped the beads around her hand and turned to the small shrine in her room. She had carved it with her mother’s help from a log she found while wandering in the woods. With it, she began her daily prayer, in a sweet and adoring voice. Her faith had always been worthy of note, and the Sisters of The Resplendent Glory, the local chapel, had told her they would see to her induction when she was of age. It was a big part of her excitement today. The Rosarius was just added meat on the stew.

“Love the Emperor

for He is the salvation of mankind

Obey His words

for He will lead you into the light of the future

Heed His wisdom

for He will protect you from evil

Whisper His prayers with devotion,

for they will save your soul

Honour His servants,

for they speak in His voice

Tremble before His majesty,

for we all walk in His immortal shadow”

And then, looking up to the shrine, she hesitated, and blushed gently. He had already given so much to her, but…

“And please, bless my family’s farm so that they might stay prosperous and happy in my absence”

All these prayers, all this love and worship that The God Emperor received. Ohh, how she would love to stand in his presence, to see the divinity coming off him as steam off heated water. Though that was a pipedream. She was just a Lupine-strain Felinid farmer on a Frontier World contested by the foul Xenos to a point they had no true Imperial Oversight. It was a despair that weighed deeply in the hearts of the adults, and many of the Sisters had gone off to war as Chaplains to administer blessings in the stars without number.

Prayers said, and pondering done for the day, she stood and hurried downstairs, returning to her bedroom half-way down to actually get dressed, and then headed down again, properly this time.

“Good morning, mother~” Emia exclaimed, darting past her in the kitchen and barreling out of the front door. Her father was an industrious man, and woke early in the day to do the farm duties so he could spend his evenings with his family. So Emia, as soon as she could walk, was helping him with anything she could. “Father!~” Emia exclaimed, waving madly to him out in the fields as she ran over. He looked up at the call, and then grinned to see his daughter coming running across the fields.

“Emia!” He grabbed his rushing daughter and gave her a massive hug, spinning in the fields. “Eighteen! Such a large number. Got a husband yet?” He asked, that teasing twinkle in his eye giving away the merriment and insincerity of such a question. But it still made her blush.

“Dad~! I’m not even sure how ordained Sisters work with marriage. Plus I don’t know how too broach the topic to anyone….” Emia pulled her tail forward and played with the tip to distract her hands.

“Ahh, I see. When I was young, I climbed a mountain, survived a blizzard and fought a Dragon for your mother’s hand in marriage! It was a seven day fight, in which we traded blows to shake the very earth itself! And at the end of it, I rescued your mother from its foul clutches, and we were married that day. You should try something similar”

The story was spoken with such conviction and assurity that, unlike normal, Emia was unsure if it really happened or not. Though he was aged and had gray in his hair and beard, he still had a broad form and a tall body. So what he might have been in his youth, she could not say.

“I don’t think there are any dragons around to wrestle anymore. But if I see one, I shall definitely slay it, and then make a ring of its bones and find me a husband!” Emia decided to join in on the theatrics and clenched her fist, raising it to the Sun, to bellowing laughter of his father.

“That sounds excellent! But, more present day. Your mother is planning dinner, but until then it is your day. Any ideas?” he asked, leaning on his hoe.

“I’m going to see the Sisters, to talk about the induction. And also going to see Muddy” Emia didn’t seem very confident in her plan, more just ideas than actual things.

“Ahh, that Muddy woman is a strange one. Be careful around her, yea?” Emia’s father replied. He wasn’t forbidding her from seeing the woman, just voicing concern. There was something about her that was….different, from everyone else.

“She is of The Emperor, father. I can feel it. We are safe with her” Emia’s voice was a softer, more airy version of it’s normal self, but somehow more hallowed than usual. It was the Voice of Faith, and Emia’s father could not help but trust it.

“Aye then. Have fun, and be back for dinner. You don’t want to see what kind of creature your mother turns into if you are late”

Giving a nod, Emia then headed off the farm, into town. It was the start of a glorious new adventure!