The Mech Touch novel Chapter 3612

Chapter 3612 First Talk

Ves communicated with many different entities over the years.

As a human, it shouldn't be a surprise that he spoke most often with other humans. He surrounded himself with people and depended on them to fulfill several needs. Jobs such as ferrying him around in space, producing his products and fighting his enemies on his behalf all needed to be done by a lot of individuals.

Gathering all of these men and women and convincing them that they should labor on his behalf was quite a difficult task. It was not enough to promise them a salary and a structure. They also needed to buy into his vision and believe in his cause as if it was their own. Good communication was crucial into converting them all into his loyal and dedicated underlings.

He also interacted with other life forms aside from humans.

His cats for example. Leaving aside companion spirits such as Blinky and Alexandria, he talked to Lucky and Clixie on a regular basis. Their different cat sounds might sound incomprehensible to everyone, but Ves understood them as if they were speaking perfect standard language.

Perhaps ordinary people could still be trained into understanding and communicating with different cats, but Ves was far more capable than that. What truly separated him from normality was his ability to communicate with every sentient life form regardless of their species or their corporeal state.

He could communicate perfectly well with living mechs, for example. Though first order and second order living mechs were not sentient and aware enough of themselves to become good conversation partners, his third order living mechs came very close to talking like normal humans.

Yet what truly made his ability to communicate valuable was that he could speak to even stranger and more exotic life forms. He was able to develop an accord with each of his design spirits due to this. Without building up and managing his relationships with them, it was doubtful that he would be able to retain some of them on a long-term basis.

Now, he voluntarily accepted a spiritual bond from a revived and transformed spiritual entity that he had recently brought back from nihility.

The only complication was that he and his clan were actually responsible for bringing it close to death.

"No, not it. She." Ves mentally corrected himself.

From the moment they established a bond, he could immediately tell that the entity that he had taken to calling the Titania was unquestionably maternal.

Strong parental vibes exuded from her very being. Even after her near-death caused her to shed much of her identity, the essence of her identity was that of a mother.

An alien, bestial mother.

Both of them were new at this, so neither of them knew what to do at first. The revived spiritual entity was still in a mess. She came back to life but in a completely new state of existence. Not only that, but Ves had forcibly integrated different ingredients into her that fundamentally altered her spiritual makeup.

Still, all of that confusion did not stop the Titania from harboring a strong sense of pride and strength.

She had lived through many years, though her perception of the passage of time was completely different.

The Titania did not keep track of time based on how long it took for humanity's ancestral planet to complete one orbit around a star.

The sentient beast instead tracked time through feeling the ebb and flow of the galaxy and the amount of hostile encounters it experienced.

Even though the Titania's means of counting time was a lot more primitive, there was no doubt in her mind that she was old, big, and strong.

It did not matter that she was currently stripped from her corporeal body.

It did not matter that she had shed the vast majority of her spiritual strength and energy.

Her age was still there, and the wisdom and fortitude she developed after long years of living had built up to a formidable mental fortress that still held true!

However, not everything went smoothly. The Titania was missing too much and foreign elements had come and plugged the void. Many different impulses tried to alter her personality and sense of self.

Influences from Ves, Goldie, the Husk Maker and Aisling Curver all tugged the Titania in different directions.

Ordinarily, she could have easily battered aside the contamination, but her compromised state along with their deep integration into her essence left her bereft of strength.

She had no choice but to integrate the foreign elements regardless of her own wishes.

That upset her a lot, of course. She was furious at the violation, yet the same foreign elements forced her to be pleased with her changes instead. The dichotomy in her mind set of a war that fundamentally altered her character in a way that would horrify most people.

Ves wasn't as surprised. He had induced these changes before on other people and the Titania was yet another one of his 'patients'.

The only concern was that the Titania's original personality was extremely strong and formidable. Even in a damaged state, she successfully retained most of her original character.

Now that she began to get a grip of her new self, she finally reached out to Ves. The altered Titania definitely recognized that Ves was the cause of all of the changes.

"You were dead and dying." He told her in this weird imaginary headspace that he had landed himself in. "When we found your injured body, you were prey to any that roamed the galaxy."

A strong sense of pride and indignity welled up from the revived astral beast! The wave of fury and emotion was quite intense despite the weak and recovering state of the Titania.

Ves maintained a strong front. He could not afford to show weakness in front of this potentially-hostile entity.

"We fought you in your previous state and managed to slay you. What makes you think we can't do it again? I do not want this to happen, though. Instead of letting you die, I took you in my care and nurtured you back to life. While I cannot restore you to your previous state, I made sure that you managed to survive, if in a different form than you are used to. Are you able to accept your new state of existence?"

This question was far too big for the Titania. She barely had time to process her new circumstances and sort out her disparate thoughts.

Survival was one of her overarching priorities, but the need to produce offspring and propagate her race became just as strong! _{frёeweɓηovel.coɱ}

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