Primordial Expanse: I have the Strongest Talent!

Alex moved away from the airlock area after disposing of those three aliens, adrenaline still coursing through his veins.

His eyes scanned the interior of the ship, to which the size surprised him.

He wasn't able to get a good enough judgement of its size earlier, as his brain was too foggy to register such things, but now that he was back to normal, he was able to process these things.

'This ship's probably a freighter class ship.'

Now that he was getting a good look of the interior, he had to guess this ship was at least the size of a freighter, especially from the fact that he kept his spatial perception activated at all times, but no matter where he moved through the winding corridors, he never came within 20 metres of the ship's exterior.

His suspicions were further confirmed when he came across another section — a spacious loading bay, a stark contrast to the cramped quarters of the airlock he was crammed into.

But what confused him though was the fact that instead of the usual packaged goods that one would usually find being shipped on freighters like these, there were all kinds of unusual weapons and other items strewn about the loading bay, haphazardly placed without any care or organisation.

Alex's eyes widened in realisation.

'Are these guys pirates?'

'That would explain why they were so eager to get any valuables I had…'

Alex now realised just how unlucky he had been to end up being saved by pirates.

He shook his head, feeling a sense of dread creeping in. Being saved by pirates was the worst luck he could have had, and to make matters worse, he was in a completely unknown part of space to him.

He still had no idea how he even ended up there.

All he remembered was the intense battle with the Variant beast, then the sensation of being inside its mouth, followed by the endless void of space when he woke up.

Something must have happened between those moments that had transported him so far away from the Proxima system.

The thought was unsettling, that something could have so much control over him without him even being aware or conscious of it.

In fact, he hadn't even taken it into account earlier on, but now that he finally had some time alone to think to himself, he realised that he was probably no longer inside the Milky way at all…

And the worst thing was, he didn't even know how far away he was from the federation either.

He could just be a thousand light years away from the Milky Way.

Or he could be billions of light years away…

If it were the latter, then Alex wouldn't know how he would react.

He would likely never be able to make it back to the federation again even if he spent his entire lifetime trying.

And if all the aliens he met in this place were like these pirates, then he likely wasn't going to survive for long in this region of space either.

If that were the case, he was fucked through and through.

So he could only hope he wasn't too far from the federation!

His mind briefly considered the Primordial Expanse.

But even that posed problems.

To enter the Primordial Expanse, he needed to reach a planet or star system first where there was enough latent energy around to open the gateway to it.

And there was no guarantee he would even arrive in the human domain once inside.

He had already confirmed the fact that the Primordial Expanse wasn't limited to just humans, and he didn't want to be the test subject finding out if he would arrive at the human domain, or a random alien race's domain if he tried to enter it in this space.

Plus, exiting the Primordial Expanse would bring him right back to this region of space when he left anyway.

It seemed like a dead end no matter how he looked at it.

Taking a deep breath, Alex shook off those unsettling thoughts..

He needed to focus on the immediate task: finding an escape pod to get the fuck away from these pirates!

But first, since he was in the presence of so many weapons, he thought he might as well look for anything useful to him before he set off.

He scanned the scattered weapons, looking for anything that he could use.

His Phoenix flames were too conspicuous and dangerous to use in the confined spaces of the ship.

Alex would only activate that powerful talent as a last resort.

If he wasn't careful with them, he could risk melting away the metal making up the hull and being sucked right back into the void of space again.

Alex didn't want to experience that terrifying and mind numbing place again…

He moved cautiously, picking up and examining various types of weapons.

Many were alien in design, shapes and sizes he had never seen before, most of them impractical for him to use with his smaller body.

'Aha!'

Alex's eyes lit up though as he found a weapon that caught his interest.

It was a sword, unassuming at first glance, but on closer inspection, it was a Mutant class C- rank sword!

It didn't have any special features or effects, but its craftsmanship was impeccable.

The blade was forged from a material he didn't recognise, much like most of these weapons and the other alien technology on this ship, but felt solid and durable even under the strain of his strength.

He gave it a few practice swings, feeling the balance and weight of the sword.

It was perfect. It could withstand his strength, so long as he didn't activate his Phoenix flames.

With this sword, he could defend himself and perform sneak assassinations without drawing too much attention towards his direction.

Satisfied with his find, Alex continued deeper, past the loading bay.

It was time to find an escape pod, and kill anyone that gets in his way!

They were pirates after all, he wouldn't feel guilty about killing such scum.