As I look around my now empty room... I think I will miss it. NOT. In all honesty, I''m liable to forget this experience before long. I can''t wait to get to my nice and soft tomb.


    The only reason I''m still here is Freshki. We dropped in system not too long ago, and I was ready to leave in an instant. She, however, was basically mourning her old life.


    She has turned out to be quite the good egg. Moral, honest, and not daft. I will take it with an imaginary smile on my face. So, now she is saying her final goodbyes.


    While I wait, I am mentally preparing an idea I had. See, dynastic army''s were traditionally used in massed army''s where firepower could be concentrated. Flyers would pick off problematic elements, and monoliths would pick their targets as they willed. But largely, it was organized, mathematical, and casualty ridden.


    Now, in the whatever millennium, our tactics haven''t evolved overmuch. The good thing about being reincarnated, is I have the knowledge, perspective, and in my case, ability to change this.


    Unlike what one would think, and what I will admit, I might not know better. That is why all my ideas get practical experience on worlds with hostile races. This new idea would be no exception.


    It would be a tank. An actual armored unit purpose built from ground up. While monoliths have the ability to produce anti-psy fields when used in numbers, they are slower, more defense oriented.


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    What I want is a hover tank. I recall playing a game when I was a human child. It had three factions. Purple, blue, and red. The purple had a hover tank that I believe had great potential.


    It had one main gun, that was mounted like a casemate tank destroyer. It also had a secondary mounted on the top, so it could cover the entire tank. I like that idea, and with some tweaks, it has potential in the new doctrines I will implement on my return.


    Hell, I mi- "Overlord, I am ready." Freshki states, coming into the room.


    Without hesitation, I order our teleportation aboard. We arive on the bridge, and I walk to my throne. Freshki throws up.


    "Welcome aboard my ship, Miss Freshki. We will depart soon. Is there a ship we can aquire? I ask.


    "Yes my lord. On the outskirts of the system, there is a ship in known clarification standards. It is alone." One of the cryptek crew states.


    Hmmmm. This is better I think... yeeeees, better cover for myself. "Very well. Prepare boarders. I will board the bridge myself. Freshki, will you join me?" I ask.


    She nods, relieved. That is likely due to not needing to kill her former comrades. Good. I message one of my guards, and as we power towards the unsuspecting ship, the Lychguard enters, and bows.


    I wave my hand, and he approaches. I''m handed a pistol. It is dainty, quite unusable by myself. But Freshki...


    "Freshki." I state.


    She turns just in time to catch the gun. She looks at it, then at me, confused. I nod at her, and explain.


    "It is a laser pistol. It is a stop gap measure until I aquire you better weaponry. See, while primitive to the extreme, it was made to be more powerful than many of your old companies marksman rifles. I am sorry it is not up to standard. I will rectify it at the earliest moment, I swear."


    It honestly disgusted me to have one of my subordinates use such a gun, but I would fix it. Volkites were neet after all. And we happen to have a few in my labyrinth to study.


    But anyway, it is piracy time.