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Just as Xana was on the outside the datasphere was completely tainted with forms of mutation and errors. It was surely some form of combination between the quality of mentality of the Tech Priests and the corruption that laid within the system.
And TalOS could feel it. A foul feeling that seemed to emanate from far deeper than even the Fabricator Lord’s own systems.
Thus TalOS began rerouting and navigating the vast network of systems. It was simply a fact that though TalOS was brilliant and capable he could never hope to fully comprehend everything that happened within this Realm. It was the full data capacity of a Forge World and none could ever hope to compare to the amount of Machine Spirits that were programmed in this realm.
Though some things were far more easily noticed than others. TalOS could glance about and notice the numerous lines of codes and derivatives that were being made to reinforce the massive aegis that was built to seperate this side of the Forge World’s data sphere from what was already conquered by Mars. TalOS had to respect the skill of the Magos he met earlier, for while he was driven to a standstill the Priest had actually be able to make immense ground in what was likely several initial pushes.
TalOS did not care for that though. No his target was far deeper and by far more foul than what the Priests of Mars were capable of creating.
It was a ways after that place. The deeper he went the more foul, malicious, or damaged the Machine Spirits inhabiting the system felt. All TalOS had to do now was follow the trail, which resulted in him arriving at the place he was looking for.
It was a massive creation of mania and scrape code. TalOS could hear the jabbering insanity, the truths that he was told, and a name that kept on repeating.
+Be’Lakor. Be’Lakor. Be’Lakor. Be’Lakor.+
TalOS prayed. He prayed for this was no malicious bug but some kind of entity that lived within the wires. A Psyber-Daemon by all meanings of the word. He felt the entity reach out and strike at him. An attempt to taint TalOS’s own soul. But its attack withered as it followed through the string of code to his body. It was of the Warp, and he was the nullifier.
With a push of TalOS’s will be slammed the program with dozens of attacks, sacraments, and cnticles. Declarations and authorities began to ebb at the creature as TalOS finally found the chink in the armor if the Daemon.
And just like anything else in the Universe, TalOS killed it.
TalOS would need to clean things up so the Daemon did not regenerate from its scrap code. It was dead though and that is what mattered.
