At those words, Trazyn immediately became alert, one hand resting against his chin.
"Very well. I am a gentleman, and I will not be overly harsh with you. But uninvited intruders must still be punished."
"No... I beg you, if there must be punishment, punish only me!"
The warlock shuffled forward on his knees, hoping to exchange his own life for the survival of his brothers and sisters.
"Heh... What use is your life to me? Come work as extras for me instead. I still have many scenes from the War in Heaven that have yet to be restored. Work for me for a thousand years, and I will let you go home."
"Fine... I accept."
"Excellent." Trazyn happily conjured a holographic document with a casual gesture. "Read the words on it carefully, then sign it."
"Can't we just sign it directly?"
"Read it carefully!" Trazyn's low voice made all the Aeldari tremble. They had no choice but to gather together and carefully read the holographic contract.
Honestly, these Aeldari had no respect for contracts at all. They had been just as detestable from the past to the present. Trazyn's consciousness left this body, his data-code flowing into the sea of the blackstone array and crossing the entire universe through transdimensional tachyon signals.
Once the data stream representing Trazyn had completed its transmission, he awoke within a warrior sleeping in a blackstone tomb.
The living metal across his body rapidly shifted and recombined, turning an unremarkable Necron warrior into Trazyn himself. Even the weapon on his body was reshaped into existence. He knocked on the tomb chamber's hatch. Green light came alive as a maintenance scarab swarm arrived to release Overlord Trazyn.
Before him stood a magnificent tomb, tens of thousands of burial chambers stacked layer upon layer in orderly