Well. I'm going to rule the Galaxy.

For the moment I didn't play with Juno for the time, though I did give her one Truth.

Juno your loyalty to me supersedes any loyalty to anyone else. Even if my commands are sexual in nature or treasonous to the Empire, you'll happily do it at my command. You are utterly devoted to me.

That being the only Truth based command I gave to her, for the mean time.

"We're almost there my lord. What do you plan to do while aboard?" She asked, if she could I could have guessed her eye would have gone all yandere, but thankfully I hadn't gone that far.

"Go in, kill or maybe convert some people to our mission... if I am able maybe Kota himself. Have a Gerneral with his experience would be useful. Considering some rumors I've been hearing."

"Oh? Like what Master?" Proxy asked, after all he tended to be the one manning COMMs.

"Well, from the sounds of it the Empire is moving away from the Clones from the last war, into a volunteer ****."

"Really? What about the Jango and Spaarti clones?"

" 'Retirement'. " I state with air quotes.

"Great, at least the clones could do their jobs... can't wait to see the Imperial ranks filled with more useless members of the Galaxy." Proxy states with some venom. Oh right... Proxy hates the non-clone crew of the Executor as they refuse to believe that he's Vader's Droid and not a droid on the ship, it took the Clones aboard to get told that and a Clone Officer to check with Vader, very, very politely and got the message, thus no clone bothered him since.

Alright.

"Alright my Lord, we are nearing. Have fun." Juno states with a smile. I also smile as I head for the rear hatch. Once it opens and drop.

Using the **** to shield myself from the void of space as I begin to use the airlock controls to enter the station.

Around me as I entered a room only a few corridors from a hanger area, at least one of them. Drawing my saber and begin to advance through said corridors.

Nearing towards a door which I can sense seems to be a chamber before it, from said room I could tell there is 6 people, 4 of Kota's men, and 2 Imperial.

That least that is the mindset I could sense, the 2 Imperials have set minds, one's holly loyal to the Empire. While Kota's men are attempting to get them to defect? That's funny.

Looking down at my saber, while I'd been ordered to kill everyone... to bad. If the rebels think they can convert them? I sure as hell can. I need one lightsaber. I smile and add some Truths.

My lightsaber has a black blade, that looks like a latex material, with special powers once it strikes a person or droid. The saber henceforth is called the Slavber. The Slavber can never be lost to me, if taken or lost it will return to me once it is out of someone's sight and all electronic equipment watching or monitoring it will fail to detect if it is missing.

Mentally cringing at the saber's name but there was no other decent name I could come up with.

When the Slavber acts no differently to a normal lightsaber until it strikes a living being or droid. If the Slavber strikes or penetrates a nonlethal area, a burst of latex will wrap around the area, and slowly spread to cover the rest of the body, where a first phase can begin. If the strike is lethal their body will be instantly wrapped in latex. Which will be the start of the Slavber Infection.

The first phase where the target's body is fully wrapped, it will morph into a sexy female of their respective species if living within my preferences, or their droid body will warp into a female sex doll version of that model but still able to perform its previous role. The latex material that has wrapped around them will morph into a tightly fitting sexualized military uniform that goes from the neck down. Where phase two will begin.

The second phase is where the target's mind is changed to become obedience and loyalty towards the welder of the Slavber.

Now to make it an exponential issue, for everyone... but me. Whatever weapons those affected by the Slavber hold now carry the same effect as if they themselves were hit by the Slavber.

Those affect by either the Slavber or infected by someone's weapons will spread the Slavber's infection, if it is safe to and will be able to tell who is infected and be allies. They will disregard who they were before; Rebel, Imperial, Hutt, it doesn't matter, all are mine. But will maintain their cover if it means they can infect more.

If the Slavber infection third phase, is when the infected are majority aboard a ship they will attempt to take control, through their own means. Spike the food? Sabotage the life-support? Or just a mass mutiny. Where the Ship itself will be affect by the Slavber infection, everything aboard the ship will be covered by the latex but the ship will still function as if it is brand new. It will never need to be repaired as the latex will repair itself back to a prebattle state. It will never need to be refueled, rearmed, resupplied. Any ship affected by the Slavber infection is fully self-sustaining, no matter how long if it is the largest **** Star to the smallest of fighter.

The infected crew of the ships will "Saved" by the ship and if they are killed, they will be "Respawned" by the ship to continue the fight. Said crew will not feel any confusion or disconnect from being dead than alive again, they will carry on.

In ship-to-ship engagements all the infected ship's weapons will affect enemy ships, and the crew killed by said weapons will become infected, the infected parts of the ship will act no differently from a fully infected ship.

There is two Imperial Star Destroyers providing reinforcements to the Station, who once the battle will be done. Both ISDs will be the first ships be fully affected by the Slavber infection, and the highest-ranking infected officers contact information will be on the Rogue Shadow.

My new Slavber the latex like blade extends to about a meter and a half as it narrows towards the tip into the needle point. While I could infect the station that would be way to dangerous, as two ISDs going missing will be fair less eye catching.

With a small gesture the door in front of me opens silently, silently enough that the rebels didn't hear it, but the Imperial do see me.

Why the fuck are they trying to get them to join them? One is literally an ISB agent and the other based on the black armor screams **** Trooper!

The ISB agent, a rather young man while still playing great host to the rebels sees me, I can sense him relax slightly, he probably thinks I'm an Inquisitor, I didn't make not of his features as it will all be gone once the Slavber hits him.

As I silently walk towards them, I gesture at the rebels and he starts to speak. I look at the **** Trooper he also seems to have an idea.

"Okay... you got me. I hate the Empire but what do you want me to do? I am in the ISB... I would just disappear if I spoke up." The ISB man starts speaking some bullshit to keep the rebels on him.

With that I lunge forward thrusting through the back of one rebel the back blade going out the front of his chest, before anyone could react, I pull another into the chest of the impaled rebel.

The Still bound Imperial rush the last two rebels managing to distract them enough for me to withdraw my blade.

"That's enough, surrender or die." I order, using the **** to hold the rebel's still from the neck down neither can move. "Okay you two I've got them."

The Imperial grab the discarded rebel weapons. "Well met Inquisitor, can't say I'm happy for you to be here, but I'll take whatever I can."

"No, you're really unlucky." I state and pull my Slavber near to his chest.

"Wow, were friendlies." He says losing the slight jovial tone, that I'd not cared enough to note before.

"Unfortunately, not anymore." I pull him into the blade killing him and throwing his body at the **** Trooper, staggering him which given what it takes to make one, is very good. Before he could unfuck himself my blade is already in his throat.

The rebels now notice the latex wrapping that is happening to the Imperials and their former comrades. "Hay ro! What have you done?!?"

"An experiment... and your now my test subjects." With that I tap both of the remaining rebels on their limps, two taps on the arms while the other one had both legs, as I turn to observe the soon to be completely transformed idiots.

The soon to be revived rebels were nearly done, as both their uniforms and their male bodies were reshaped into rather lovely bodies. It would be long.

The Imperials were also coming as well. Now for those that are still alive. It may be my darker side wanting me to not just kill them and allow the fast transformation.

For both men their receptive limps can be seen changed, more feminine, though it still looks mostly muscle... interesting.

Hearing two sharp breaths along with squeaks of latex both newly turned rebel... I guess that would do for now.

"I see your awake." Snaping at my voice both women out of whatever daze they were in.

(A/N: For those who are interested in how my story will go, I will not just Add_Truth and win. I believe that would make the story bland, so even though I will have an overpowered character that could one shot Abeloth, I'd like to make the MC actually fight them, before defeating them, then Add_Truth total obedience or whatever.)