After a few days, of testing I have confirmed that Xelax, is indeed compatible with the nanites and the T4-compound. This will help a lot, but for the next part we need to wake her and try to communicate, which will be a hell of pain for her, as I need to lower the pain medication dose.
I watched as she slowly came to with a painful and confused expression,'' Xelax '' I asked, she responded with a small nod, '' we need to cut the melted armour off you, and inject you with healing compound, while this will be happening you need to be awake and you need to focus you mind on what you want to look like, for the nanites to complete their task.'' I continued in high gothic, albeit a bit broken.
She grit what was left of her teeth and nodded. The injection of the T-Virus almost immediately nullified the pain meds, at the same time we started cutting the melted armour, and connecting nutriet solution tubes to assist in what's coming.
The process took hours, painful screams could be heard, but soon calm overtook, and 2 hours later, early morning of the next day, we finished and on the operating table laid the newly healed Xelax.
Her new body slowly healing and rebuilding itself, without any words she open her new eyes and looked around in bewilderment at the unknown environment.
Her eyes sunken and body gaunt, due to the insane nutrient requirements of the T4-compound, even the nutrients given could not keep up with the regeneration, though she looks to be in no more pain and seems to be regaining her composure.
Her bewilderment slowly abated and the light in her dark pupils shining for a moment before dimming, without even speaking a word she laid back down and went to sleep with a relaxed expression.
Me and Nirrti hooked her up to the beds sensors and left some water and porridge in a heated bowl next to her for when she wakes.
Knowing she wont be waking soon due to exhaustion from the serum, we left and went back to inspecting the samples we took from her, blood brain and spinal. The results were very interesting, as in everything but looks she has minimal DNA matches to humans of this era, which for me means she is at least from the 30k era or even 40k perhaps. The latter being the most rational as the great rift swallowed and ripped reality itself apart, as for how long she was under stasis before the rift is unknown.
Nirrti and Sylvia was in high spirits and dove into research with a lot of enthusiasm, a new type of humanoid must be highly exciting for a geneticist and a explorer. Things enter a slight lull while we waited for Xelax to adjust and get her bearings, I was also waiting for my system, as it will be ready in less than a day and I can get back to exploring.
A few hours later it was just me and Xelax in a room, speaking in high gothic, I was explaining that she no longer was in her universe and that the entire solar system must have been shunted through time and space, to a separate galaxy still in the the 3rd millennium.
She had a look of absolute distain while I was discussing humans and the many xenos in just this single solar system, though she seems to accept my xeno self a lot easier, but with a bit of explanation about the history of this galaxy many things started to makes sense to her, she also seems to not be as hard set in her ways as most from the 40k era.
It turns out she saw the truth shown to her by the Emperor, and her mission to stop Tzeench at any mean necessary, her recount of tales was vastly different than the lore I have combed through in my previous life, but ill just put it up to warp fuckery.
Our talks lasted for hours and she even met Nirrti and Sylvia, her senses seems to identify them as a humans which is somewhat true They are mostly humans with spliced Goa'uld DNA.
She seems to slowly adapt to her newly built body and even stands up on her own after the internal healing was done, with how badly disfigured she was the virus built her from the ground up.
(Xelax)
She seems to be the quite type, as she mostly just grunts or nods, and speaks a few words in high gothic here and there. Her entire life just got up rooted and tossed, I can imagine not being very talkative after that, though I suspect she is just the quite type.
A while later I am walking around the outside of the city near a wooded area, Xelax seems to enjoy the fresh air and the greenery, I guess she did not see much back home. Xelax herself seems to be embroiled in internal conflict. This outing really boosting her new lease on life and could even considered her own version of transmigration.
Thinking along these lines actually made my think that it made sense, as she was the only one found not even dust of other sentients where found in the ruins. So it actually might be that some higher being granted her a second chance. I might ask one of the 13 if I ever grow strong enough to meet them in the future.
With my countdown reaching 0 during my walk with Xelax, I left her alone for a bit to see what happened and let her just take in everything, I know it might be overwhelming for some.
(Ding!)
(Travel log updated, 3 new destinations fit you parameters and will be added into the log for review)
(New worlds ready in 30 days)
I open the log to check what I got.
(Travel Log)
1. Classification-Apocalypse. Type-Invasion. Threat level-46%. Note-Highly advanced alien beings.
2. Classification-Normal. Type-Supernatural. Threat level-33%. Note-Many powerful beings present, though not a direct threat.
3. Classification-REDACTED. type-REDACTED. Threat level-Unknown. Note-Class 6 Reality bender interference. Proceed at own risk.
Uhmm... I look at the 3rd option with slight confusion then, then it suddenly clicks, SCP-Foundation, was the only thing that I could think. Yet even with all the danger that place had, putting it in a ratio towards me would nearly be impossible. That brings me to my second thought, Class 6, there was only one I could think of from the top of my head, SCP 343.
I gleam as much as I can from the 3 options and decide to delete number one, I am really not in the mood to fight and entire alien race, and the entire setting could take a turn for the worse at any moment, if movies of my past life are any indication, invasions are usually on a scale far beyond what I can handle.
Sure I could survive, hell I could thrive, making any useful contribution, nope. That said number 2 could be a nice change of pace from the endless work I have been putting myself through these days. I cant even chastise myself as I really love research and exploring new things.
I think I'll check it out later, just going to make sure Xelax is settled in nice and relaxed, we will give her some freedom to explore and find herself. If it does not work I will need to find some other way to reignite her spark.
A few days later I say goodbye to Nirrti, Sylvia and Xelax, she seems a bit better. I get in my ship and warp to a outer solar system then activate the system to second world, no the first on the list.
A few weeks later I teleport back to the Stargate universe, completely drained and tired beyond measure, weeks of absolute hedonism would do that. Just thinking of those gravity defying tits and the endless stamina.
I am not proud of what had happened, or what I had done, but I am a healthy young man and if you put and endless stream of hungry MILF's in my face as the first thing I see when I arrive, then you all know I'm not going to say no. Giving them the love they longed for and the gift of motherhood the yearned for once again.
Seeing the potency of my seed, many more came, and cum they did, for weeks I did nothing but fuck eat and sleep. The best vacation a man could ever ask for, endless MILF's for my pleasure.
I ended up in some sort of gender fucked world, where a great war broke out between humans and the beasts, as the were named. the war lasted for centuries until a very powerful mage created a curse to effect all male beasts, effectively slowly leading to the death of the beasts.
The unforeseen outcome, was the curse hopping over to the human side. Who would have though that some humans would fuck the beast-women and in turn carry over the mutated curse. Me, that's who. I myself put a ton of babies in many big breasted furry MILF's, my dick does not discriminate and believes that all races are equal in front of it, either sucking on their knees or bend over a nearby table.
The curse as they call is was a type of mutated disease from what I saw in the only other man I met in the weeks I was there, it targets the Y-chromosome side, thus only effecting males. It really is a piece of work too creating unstable development in male babies causing 90% of all male babies to die at birth thus skewing the gender equilibrium and slowly killing the population growth.
The continent I arrived on was also under some basic Time-dilation, making the nearly three months I spent there translate into only a week here. (A/N sorry guys I remember writing about the time in other worlds but I forgot and cant seem to find where I wrote it. so to make it easier ill just use a 1 to 1 ratio from no on unless something else happened like this)