[color=9e0b0f][h3][b]Pentious
Forge-Alpha
Two Years Later[/b][/h3][/color]

The child that represented the love and wraith of the Omnissiah proved the effectiveness and mastery of gene theory and manipulation that had gone in their creation as time flew by. While a normal child would have been a mewling toddler that was only beginning to find their voice and feet, the child from the pod that had been adopted by Metasurgeon Uixien had instead grown into that of a large teenager with no signs of stopping anytime soon.

This in and of itself wasn't unheard of, since advanced aging was a common practice when it came to the development of humans produced via the vats in bulk; It was generally a very rare situation that a servitor [i]required[/i] that the human component be based on a baby, toddler or child after all. But the young Uixien possessed an intellect and curiosity to expand said intellect that the standard vat born simply would never possess, combined with physical enhancements that would normally only be attempted by the highest and most veteran of Genetors. It was a matter of much vexation that the forge simply didn't have the equipment required to peer deeper into the mysteries of Uixien's genetic make up... and the fact that so much of it had been replaced with machinery had been a matter of debate among the various tech priests of the planet for some time.

It had taken some time before Rik was able to understand the depths of the discussion, but at its core it all boiled down to the people of Forge-Alpha wanting something out of the ordinary to discuss and the what if scenarios of if the pod he had arrived in hadn't been damaged had simply one of them. It arose every now and then, but ever since Rik himself had publicly spoken on the matter during the third anniversary of his arrival and the death of the Warboss, the matter was largely considered settled. 

It had been a passionate speech, masterfully crafted and condensed into binary in such a manner that all in attendance who heard it couldn't believe that even holy binary could condense and retain such inspiration and beauty. In the future the speech would become famous for the fact that it was simply impossible to translate into any tongue outside of binary in full; Attempts would be made to translate it so that those unable to understand the language of the machine could hear or read the words of Rik Uixien, but anyone who could understand the binary version (either recounted or a direct recording) agreed that these abridged, translated versions simply didn't do the original justice. 

It wasn't that the translations were bad. Some would go on to be masterpieces in their own right, finding audiences outside of the Machine Cult to appreciate them. It was simply a matter of the fundamental difference in languages and just how one interacts with it. Binary was a language designed to condense a lot of information into short, sharp bursts that gave the receiver everything the speaker was trying to say at once while more organic tongues were simply forced to waffle on, trying to convey meaning. 

How does one translate into mere words the sensation of data flowing through translation software, revealing in an instant to both man and machine the sensation of losing a piece of yourself outside of your will, replacing what was lost with something new out of necessity and then becoming so used to this new state of being that you accept it as your true natural state, since the piece that was lost before was only apart of you for such a short amount of your life that it might not have even better there at all to begin with. 

The experience of a moment of pure agony, followed by the torment of lingering wounds and recovery... but worth enduring for the home, family and community that was preserved by that experience. The utter feeling of conviction and certainty that despite the hardships and sacrifices that had been endured, not just by the listener but by their ancestors and all those who didn't get to have descendants of their own, it would all be rewarded with a future in which you and your descendants would thrive.

This speech would go down in history... because it was the very same day that Rik walked up to the highest ranking member of the Myrmidon sub-cult on Pentious and asked to begin his training in earnest.