The mind, body, and soul of a human in this galaxy are all interconnected as I learned, either through trial in the error or through books and the like. And my mind, body, and soul have been put in a meat grinder. From the look of things, my mind and soul were shredded apart and glued together with bits and pieces of my old knights machine spirit, and thus, our bodies intertwined. Permanently.

Even now, it is still unclear what I was trying to do in that hell known as the warp. Even without my past life's knowledge, it was known that the Warp was volatile and dangerous on the best of days. And since Horus, may he burn in hellfire, rebelled and sided with chaos, everything got worse.

What has been done cannot be undone to me without killing me. At least that is what I believe from my overview. Our everything is intertwined closer than it was ever meant to be. And now, for better or for worse, we Are one being.

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At current, there is still a disconnect in the area of the mind, even though our soul and body have been truly combined. Our thought patterns are too different from each other. One, a cold, emotionless machine which learned to hate. And I, a Baron from the backwater world who knows how to love, to hate, and all those other emotions that are incomprehensible to the cold, unfeeling machine.

The only way forward that I can see for myself without any guidance, is meditation. Meditation upon my being and what I wish to become. This should help to correct, if not stabilize my mind before I go insane.

Ironically enough, even in this most recent life and my past one, I did not see a reason for meditation. I thought it a useless relic of a bygone age. Well, look at me now. I will likely have to do this in every free moment I can get. I will start, I suppose with contemplation on what I wish to become. It's not like I will go insane, right?

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