I Shall Cuck Everyone

LOCATION: NEO DESTROYER 3361. NEW GEN MOTHER SHIP.

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"C-Captain! Captain! A small ship from the elves is approaching at full speed!" a man hunched over a console cried, alerting everyone in the control center.

The captain, a burly, bearded human in his late fifties, scrunched his face in surprise. He hadn't expected the elves to dare send a small ship charging at them now that all negotiation channels were closed. Besides, he was commanding the fleet in the commander's absence; the commander had been summoned to another crisis. The elves were supposed to be the least of their problems.

"Do they have a death wish or something?" the captain asked with a chuckle, rubbing his hands together in eager anticipation.

"Finally! I bet they're sending an emissary or sdiplomatic stunt, but fuck that. They were stupid to pull out of talks. Only destruction awaits them. ORDER THE SPACESHIPS IN THE FRONT LINE TO OPEN FIRE!" he barked, and the command room repeated the order.

Instantly, a torrent of laser fire streaked toward the incoming hull.

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As I burned the thrusters and closed on the enemy at breakneck speed, I watched frontier ships reposition and gun barrels hinge forward.

"This is suicide, sir!" the commander screamed, horror flashing across his face. Instead of fear, adrenaline and exhilaration surged through me. I didn't learn any formal mastery of warships, but the vessels I'd tested back on the vampire plhad taughtfar more than I'd expected.

One of the most important things when piloting a battleship, especially a new-generation battleship is confidence. Many pilots lost theirs when faced with an enemy fleet. The second most vital thing is speed. A macro-second delay can spell doom.

Having learned how the controls moved, and trusting my reflexes, I felt nearly invincible. My only true limit was the response of the thrusters.

DHOOOOOOF!!!!

The ship's core roared as I pushed power to the red.

"I will engage the enemy!" the commander shouted, arming the laser batteries.

"I'll do it myself!" I insisted, and began multitasking between systems. The commander's life flickered in his eyes; I could see a dark patch spreading beneath his boots, but I chose to ignore it and preserve his composure. Any normal person would soil themselves in this madness. Unfortunately, I wasn't normal.

My body moved like a blur as I operated different interfaces and modules at once. I raised the ship's protective barrier, mostly symbolic against the incoming onslaught.

Suddenly every display went white, a brightness like a miniature sun. This wasn't a sun; it was the convergence of laser beams from hundreds of fleets.

I tightened my grip on the control lever as my vision narrowed under the glare. I released my KI pool, sharpening my senses to the edge. In a fraction of a second I parsed every angle, vector, magnitude, and intensity of the beams streaking toward us. I mapped dispersion patterns against our hull signature, calculated micro-evasive vectors, queued thruster corrections. Instruments feddata– heat, frequency, coherence, my mind stitched it into a single course. The ship still shuddered under impacts, sensors screamed; alarms bled red across consoles. Yet amid chaos I felt a calm precision, a machine rhythm that tightened my focus and drowned out panic. I moved without hesitation, instinct guiding my hands. I reacted.

BLITZZZZ!!

I yanked the lever at lightning speed, tracing the diagram I'd already mapped in my head to evade every incoming beam. Thankfully, the ship responded perfectly to my rhythm, cutting through space as we shot forward toward the mother ship, slipping cleanly past the standard warships.

The moment I breached their formation, chaos erupted. They realized my target was the mother ship. Smaller vessels broke formation, locking ontowith their advanced targeting systems and firing volleys of beams, but I dodged them all with precision. Their own blasts collided with each other, detonating in bursts of fire. Within minutes, the frontline reeked of destruction as I tore through their ranks without firing a single shot. They kept trying to bringdown, only to annihilate themselves in the process.

As I neared the mother ship, a massive transparent shield suddenly deployed around it. I slammed the brakes, pulling the ship to an abrupt halt. Ramming into that barrier would've turned us into cosmic dust.

Instead, I swung the ship around, facing their smaller fleets, and unleashed a counterattack.

DUM! DUM! DUM! DUM!

The entire frof the ship trembled violently as I poured full power into its weapon systems while pushing the thrusters to their limit. The cabin temperature spiked, the air conditioner useless against the heat. The commander besidelooked completely numb, his expression frozen in disbelief as he clutched his seatbelt for dear life.

By the tthe smaller fleets were reduced to wreckage, slucky enough to retreat, my ship was barely holding together. Though not a single beam had struck us, the frwas cracked, welds split, and the mana crystals powering the vessel were almost depleted. Then I saw it, the mother ship priming its grand weapon, a massive laser cannon capable of vaporizing anything in its trajectory.

"Hey, take control of the ship. Run, get as far as you can. I'm going out," I said, tapping the elf commander, who finally snapped out of his daze. He didn't ask a single question, just gripped the controls with shaky hands and turned the ship toward the elves' position. The poor guy didn't care about anything else, he just wanted to live.

As he accelerated away, I opened the hatch and let myself fall into the vast, silent vacuum of space.

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