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  [Daily login reward received:

  Gained Psychiull Passive/Active skill.]

  "MOTHERFU-!" I nearly scream aloud in the Archive Area before g my mouth shut.

  There's a reason for my surprise at the sudden gain of this double-edge skill. Even with my limited knowledge of the 40k universe, I do know that a Bnk or a Psychiull is basically the diretithesis to Psykers and Chaos. Iumultuous verse that is 40k, being a Bnk is like having a perma buff against anything Unholy. However, the bnk, in a way, is anything but Holy.

  Bnks are born with no e to the at all and gee no psychic presen ace, essentially making them Soulless. A Bnk's proximity to someoh even a modicum of psychic ability also be quite painful or evehal to the Psyker, especially to psychically sensitive beings such as the Aeldari otherwise knoace Elves to the unintellectual. Even ordinary, non-psychidividuals categorized by the Imperium as Sigma grade and below in psychic ability be affected by a Bnk's Anti-Psyker aura, as they radiate a sense of unnatural "wrongness" that makes all other living creatures extremely unfortable and uneasy in their presence. People in the presence of a Bnk will often harbor intensely hostile feelings towards the Bnk for reasons that they ot expin. As a result, most Bnks do not live long as the feelings of hatred and distaste they gee among even non-psychidividuals means they have few friends and many ehis griive is why I am more ahan happy with the skill I received. The st thing I need is to be alienated and be yoio some Emperor forsaken Bck Ships belonging to the Sisters of Silence.

  Fortunately, it appears my luck still holds up nicely. Emperor blesses me once again, I guess.

  [Psychiull passive:

  Immuo direct psychic effects. Immuo Demonic possession and spiritual corruption by the forces ents of Chaos.

  Projects an aura that dampens any psychic or -reted powers within the aura's area of effect. (Aura radius scales with the skill bearer's willpower and be increased by actively deploying the skill to full effect.)

  Passively deal damage and increase damage dealt to beings posed of pure psychiergy such as entities native to the like Daemons.

  Psychiulls Active:

  Massively improve the passive effects.

  Induced mental burden on the skill bearer. The effect is mitigated by the skill Debuff Immunity.

  Acclimating with the skill for a prolonged period will reduce the mental load. Please train hard, skill bearer!

  Psychiulls special modifier:

  The skill bearer does not impart disfort on non-hostile entities uhe skill bearer is willing.]

  Yeah, I basically received all the goodies with very minimal s. Glory to the Emperor? Holy, the Daily Login System is more or less a Daily Gacha and today is possibly one of the best Gacha pulls I've ever had. That said, Psychiull is also another skill that I will have to take some time to get used to, much like Battle Meditation. I sigh, resigning myself to endure another round of headaches to get the skills up to par. Well, I will just leave the trouble to future me. For now, I better finish what I have e here for.

  In the Grand Archive of Kasr Derth, I, a lone Guardswoman of Cadia, be seen perusing the many data stes and traditional dusty tomes. In a pce that is only frequented by the most intellectual of the Imperium, e.g. Tech-Priests and nobles, my presence here is seemingly out of pce. Yet, the Lexmeics of the Derth Grand Archive are used to my presence. Ever since a young age, the orphaned me has wandered daily into the Archive in search of precious knowledge of the verse. Over time, the Lexmeid Tech-Priest have e tard me as a seeker of knowledge, seeing me as a young initiated oh of enlighte by the Omnisiah's will. I silently accept the title, seeing no harm in doing so.

  From a young girl to a Guardswoman, I make time to visit the Archive whenever I . I accrue knowledge on each occasion and using said knowledge, I trade ideas with the intellectuals of the Archives. On each occasion, there will always be a gathering of Tech-Priests and Lexmeics around me, a young girl. While it may seem off-putting at a ghe gathering is where brilliant ideas and innovations are and will be born. My bined knowledge from the life before and this one presented a fasatingly fresh point of view. Thus making the suggestions that are so muo me bee invaluable to breakthrough bottlenecks suffered by the Tech-Priests and Lexmeicus. This is not eveioning the meta information I gain from the System. If I share all of them in full, the Adeptus Meicus will have its head turn, if I am not accused of heresy, of course.

  The point is, I have built up a friendly reputation with the Cadian-branch of Adeptus Meicus. All of this is attributed to my sihirst for knowledge and respectfulo the way of the Omnisiah. In short, I am itted to being a good girl and not offending the worldview of the Tech-Priests which is surprisingly easy in my humble opinion. Funnily enough, I was offered to join the Meicus by a Magos. Apparently, I've scored enough brownie points that the local Meicus branch deems I am fit for further iment. heless, I turn them down, not too keen on wading into a cult just yet and disliking body alteration. The tter is because my System outdo the Meicus, given enough time and offer.

  I do not want skeletonized meical arms, thank you very much.

  Regardless, it's fortuhat I leverage my favorable impression with the Adeptus Meicus on something else, namely my current project. I do not o be an avid 40k lover to uand that a Lasgun is more often than not a fshlight against the terrors in this universe. It's why Lasgun is only effective en-mass, and evehreats like ifex or a Chaos Space Marine just shrug off the s bolts. It's why I am here in the Archive today, pulling up the necessary information to plete the blueprint of a revised Kantrael Pattern Lasrifle. My iion is made clear to the Meicus of the Grand Archive. It's why they're gathering around me, immensely curious about the blueprint I have just added the finishing touches.

  "Done." I announce, ing the makeshift workstation I have before unfurling the blueprint in all of its ey. "Respectable priests, please take a look at my design and ent your hohoughts on my ckluster attempt."

  I step aside, letting the Tech-Priests step closer, using their flesh and meical eyes in jun to s my papers. With how fast they have processed information daily, the Tech-Priests take nearly no time at all before voig their thoughts.

  "Intriguing, the efficy of the power supply is improved by 36.69%."

  "The increase in efficy reduces the strain on the fog crystal while simultaneously allowing fher reliability and shot ts."

  "The barrel is shortened, making a pce for a module in front of the fog crystal."

  "The shortened barrel does not ively impede the effectiveness of the srifle. Instead, the new module exists to drastically improve the accurad the lethality of the rifle at all ranges."

  "The accuracy is parable to that of a Long-s, while the damaging potential is approag that of a bolt round. However, the biggest improvement is in armor peion. Presented in this figuration, a Lasrifle stands a signifitly higher ce to gh the hide of Tyrannid threats or even Space Marine armor."

  "It stands to say that the addition of this new module will improve the firepower of a single Guardsman by 50%. If the new Lasrifle is adopted on a rge scale, Imperial Guard regiments will see their firepower being improved by order of magnitude."

  "This module, codified as Twister Module, will twist the Las bolts of the rifle, turning them into energy drills that dig through armor while improving the coherency of the bolts. Such a fasating idea while still remaining simple enough for it to be retrofitted to pre-existing Lasguns! We need only shorten the barrel to make pce for the new improvements!"

  "We even incorporate the Twister Module inte s designs! Imagihe possibility of stronger, and more effective Lasons for battle tanks and teries on voidships! It will be minimal wherofitted on a small scale while revolutionary on a major scale!"

  "Good Ein! Just how have you e up with such a brilliant design!?"

  At first, the priests are calm and collected. Yet, as the revetion of my design's potential finally settles in, they are shaking with obvious excitement from their meical and remaining biological parts. I holy find the sight to be quite funny. However, fag their genuine appreciation, I just scratched my cheek.

  "Actually, I am inspired by you all. The brainst sessions we have all this time have enced me to search for ways to improve the Lasrifle the Guard Regiments use. It's then that I study hard to break the bottleneck of a design so perfected over time by the Meicus. Try as I am, the Kantrael Pattern Lasrifle has reached the peak of what be achieved as a mass-produ on. It is a solid and rugged on that remains reliable and adequately precise in almost any enviro and requires very little maintenan the harshest of ditions. The only aveo improve is its lethality."

  Some of the Tech-Priests nod, uanding the moal task I have picked for myself at the tender age of 16. I then tinue. "I decided to home in on how to improve the firepower of the Kantrael Pattern, ultimately figuring out how to improve the energy efficy of the design. However, this will only further increase the reliability and avaible shots of the Lasrifle, not really what I am aiming for. It's due to this that I visit the Archive and discuss with you a lot these past few weeks in search of a breakthrough."

  I then chuckle. "Well, surprisingly, I did get a breakthrough, or an enlighte in my case?"

  My wry question raises some eyebrows at the way I put it. Breakthrough and enlighte are what the Tech-Priests seek every day in their lives. To hear me seriously say that I achieved one in my personal quest is something to be respected in their eyes, meical or not. I go on to expin.

  "While our discussions have guided me on the correct path, it's Magos Hedagine's and Enginseer Zodasmal's who have showhe way forward." I then bow at the named pair and the other Tech-Priests. "Thank you, all of you, for allowihe ce to tribute to the Imperium. As for the specifics, it was Magos Hedagialk with Enginseer Zodasmal about acquiring a better drill head to pee the hard carapace of a Tyrannid spe that inspired me. It's with this that I started researg the feasibility of turning the normal pulse of energy of a Lasrifle into a more damaging drilling eic bolt. Ultimately, I came up with the Twister Module, something that be easily retrofitted into all Las designs alongside the reworked energy supply. If upscaled, the upgrades I have drawn be applied ter Las ons like what Artisa has said."

  After my short speech, the Meicus priesthood just stared at me. I admit, I am a bit unnerved by the sight of their mechadendrites going stock still in muted shock. Ultimately, the Magoses snap out of their trance first, with their arms and mechadendrites throwing high in jubint.

  "Unbelievable! To think a non-initiated be blessed by the Omnissiah!"

  "Good Ein, are you sure you do not want to join the Meicus!?"

  "Blessed with both opportunity and a pure appreciation of knowledge, I am curious how far you will go, young Ein!"

  "Perhaps she is the perspective we need all along? Ein is a true intellectual, yet she also treks the martial path. She is perhaps one of the few able to master them both at a young age. Her in as a Guardswoman and studious offer us unique insights."

  "You speak wrongly, Lexmac 0-Prc. Ein already has given much help in our own pursuits. It's safe to say that if the Omnissiah has blessed her, then she has also shared the blessing with us in turn!"

  "Hail the Omnissiah! They who have blessed us with such a profound opportunity!'

  "Hail the Omnissiah!" The slogan is shouted by all of the Priests. Yeah... This is what I got for dealing with a literal cult.

  That said, of the time I spent in the presence of these modified men and women, I 't help but view them as just humans if not sapience beings. They are fwed, yet they are also capable of doing good in their own way, just like the Guardsmen.

  Ultimately, the otion dies down. It's with haste that they prompt me to share the desire with them so they spread it beyond the fines of Cadia. I see why not as sharing the design of the Twister Module and improved Kantrael Pattern Lasrifle will be a boon for the Imperium. I do surprise them when I opt to include the Cadian Meicus as a major tributor to this design, rather than taking the credit all for myself as the sole maker. In a way, I do speak the truth that without these Tech-Priests, I wouldn't have made the Twister Module even with my accrued knowledge and gifts from the System. I also do not need material pensation, but I do want to improve retion with the Meicus as a whole for future pns.

  With how much the Adeptus Meicus prizes efficy, they give me the timetable of a week before the first batch of the improved Lasrifles be assembled for testing. It will take anywhere from two weeks to three weeks to upscale the Twister Module for things like Lasons before creating aesting batch. The timeline being given is an uandable one in my opinion. Due to my ck of crafting experience, I will respectfully leave it for the Tech-Priests to work their craft zealously. I do not want to intrude where I am not needed as I am still just a young Guardswoman, albeit somewhat talented.

  I do smile wryly when a Magos seems pleasantly surprised at my hands-off approach, advisio take more pride in my design by crafting it personally. I reply, highlighting my ck of expertise and unknowing of the rites performed by the Tech-Priests, it may offend the Meicus and the Mae Spirit of the on if I am to careless interject. The Magos then remember that I am not even an initiate of the cult, so he nods pleasantly while apologizing for speaking out of turn. Still, my expnatioo have improved my standing in the Cadian Meicus even more, so that's a plus.

  When we go on to talk and hypothesize about upsg the Twister Module to Battle Tank level though, someoside of the Meicus sphere of influence arrives. Wearing bck power armor and red vestments, the figure is noticeably female due to the how the armor's breastpte is designed. Stopping in front of me, her form t, the tall dy unlocks and reveals her helmet. It's soon revealed that this is a Sister of Battle, the markings on her suit denounce her allegiao the Order of Our Martyred Lady.

  Now that her helmet is removed, I am greeted by a familiar face with long bck hair, and a pair of shiny light purple eyes, her face is so beautiful that any weaker-will human will be blushing by now. Not me, however, I move to perform the Aqui sign to showcase my respect to the Sister of Battle.

  "Midy ess Superior." I greet her.

  The Sister of Battle looks at me with a calm face before smiling, her armored hand moving to pat my head in a familiar gesture. I sputter. "M-Midy!?"

  The Sister of Battle chuckles mischievously. "It's been a while since we st saw each other, Ein. And this is how you greeted your Mama?"

  Everyone, meets ess Superior aka Leader of the Order of Our Martyred Lady, Elyzabeth Fortier. By the way, she is also my adopted mother, and she is quite mad that I did not hug her iings like I used to. Joy, oh joy. Discimer, we are ranged, it's just that I've grown away from my young impulses during my mother's time spending off-world on holy duty. Also, don't ask me how I got adopted by a Sister of Battle of all people. I ending time in one of the orphanages sponsored by the Order of Our Martyred Lady like usual when I got yoinked by the ess Superior to be her daughter.

  It. Just. Bloody. Happened!

  When asked, Mother just said that I have a spirit that seems to tick all of her boxes. I've e to fear asking any further than that. Before you ask, it's my own volition that I chose to join the Imperial Guard on Cadia instead of going through the Schenium for orphans. Back then, I was still pitifully hysically to survive the Schenium supervised by the Order of Our Martyred Lady. It was only when I joihe Guard that I started to bee stronger in every aspect. By this point though, I don't think I join the Sisters of Battle. Not that I will want to because joining the Order means a high ce of being deployed outside of Cadia, thus ruining many of my pns. Fortunately, Mother seems to uand my wish and desire, somehow, so she lets me live on Cadia while going on her missions.

  It seems she has returned for now though. Enough thinking to myself, Mother is still waiting for my reply.

  "Wele back, Moth-" "Mama~!" "Wele back, Mama!" I swiftly ge my tune when Mama's eyes narrow dangerously.

  In her words, me calling her Mother makes her feel old... Seriously, do females in Warhammer still feel scious about their ages even in the 41st millennia? When Mama smiles brightly while tinuing to pat my head in a circle of Tech-Priests, I 't help but wonder:

  What is even my life nowadays?

  Heartbreak117