You were 348 years old but looked like you were just in your 30s. You had a neat trimmed beard, stood 6 foot 3 and had a commanding presence. Humanity had once been just on a few solar systems before you took power. Pushing a focus on technological pursuit humanity developed powerful Faster Than Light drives and this allowed humanity to truly explode in population. A far cry from once being a mere few billion on earth your galactic empire had a population of over a trillion and was firmly entrenched on 15 different systems. Each system had several planets that you either terraformed or used robotic factories to develop powerful ships.
Your mighty empire did have challenges. You knew there were several alien races out there. Some were minor single world people's who you easily crushed. You didn't like wiping them out but you definitely defanged them of any military power, stole their technology and ensured they can do nothing but work on planets humanity controlled. All for humanity.
However... there were other, powerful Alien empires out there. Contact had already been created with two such nations. A group of aquatic entities which owned 8 systems near your further outpost on the "west" side of the galaxy. At least your spies believed there only eight systems but they were a secretive bunch. Military they did not possess the level of power you did however conquering their worlds would prove to be awkward with their major cities underneath ocean planets. Instead you had chosen to build defensive space installations teeming with weapons and traded goods and knowledge with them. At least for now.
Perhaps more troubling was the encounter with an insectoid like race who did not seem at all interested in talking. Their small fleet of three destroyer class ships had been wiped out by your 3rd fleet, which consisted of a standard formation of 1 Battle Ship, 3 Cruisers, 5 Destroyers and 6 scouts. What was odd is our space probes had yet to find any planets under their control which of course made you nervous. Was this just a scouting party?
With a sigh you realize there was no sense worrying about things. You had a busy day of making decisions. Reviewing suggestions by the Science Council, reviewing reports by the planetary governors and meeting with various military officers. You scanned your appointment list and saw there was a bit of an opening. With a grin you summoned your special assistant.
Lady Rachel, she was once your secretary but now appointed special assistant and given the title of nobility. You enjoyed spoiling her and she enjoyed... entertaining your quirks and desires. It would be very odd to most of your galactic empire if the truth ever came out but the reality was you did have certain fetishes and kinks. You were in fact quite a bit submissive. Studying the theories of sex therapists it was clear that you liked balance between the overwhelming power and responsibility you had as Emperor and shepherd of all humanity and being out of control.
Not that you were ever really out of control. Your body was enhanced both biologically and cybernetically. No one surgeon or scientist knew all of your body enhancements. Your muscles were bioengineered to be more dense. Even though your form wasn't massively sized you could easily bench press half a ton. Your skin itself had small layer of nanite particles that acted as a safeguard against sudden increases in heat. You could walk through fire and not be burnt. Your bones had been partially replaced with a titanium X blend that made them neigh indestructible. Your blood was not normal human blood, instead it was a fast clotting and rich in oxygen to a degree that would allow you to act without breathing for almost an hour.
These enhancements did make some of the games you played with Lady Rachel more difficult but it also enhanced them. You sent the alert to Lady Rachel to appear in your chambers in 10 minutes and finished up a few last minute things.
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