1 Be precise ffs

This is a test. I will write two of these ff at the same time and see which one is more liked. 

Thanks to Baldermort's Guide to Warhammer. I don't know enough to make a Warhammer 40k story without help. 

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(El'Johnson POV)

"I'm dead I assume?", I ask the ROB, who is in front of me.

"Indeed.", the ROB says. 

"Can we do this fast?"

"I'd like that."

"Reincarnation?"

"Sure."

"Wishes?"

"One."

"Limits?"

"Depends on what you wish for."

"I wish to be like my favorite character, Lion El'Johnson. He has to be one of the coolest Primarchs in my opinion. I agree that Sanguinius is also pretty dope and powerful no doubt, but I still prefer the lion."

"Sure. Is that it?"

"You said one wish. So one wish it is."

"I guess so ... well, I'll give you something on the way. Here drink this.", ROB says and hands me a small vial with transparent fluid inside. I don't think about it and just drink it. 

"So ... we done?"

"Yes. I hope you enjoy yourself ... or at least don't go crazy. And maybe learn to be more precise.", ROB says confusing me and then everything turns dark. 

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What the f*ck? Where the f*ck am I? I look around me. I am in some kind of ... pod. Am I in Dragon Ball? Urgh, my head hurts. What is going on?

A note suddenly appears in front of me. 

{Greetings young Johnson. 

As you might have noticed, you failed to specify where you wanted to be reincarnated. Your wish to be 'like' Lion El'Johnson, while a good wish, was terribly formulated. You are now literally like Lion El'Johnson, as you are him. 

The gestation capsules containing the Emperor's unborn sons were scattered through the Warp to Human colony planets long since lost to Mankind during the Age of Strife. You are a special case though. You are currently on the planet Caliban, as the Lion was supposed to be. 

The world of Caliban possessed as cruel and harsh an environment as any in the galaxy. I am not going to tell you more and it would be useless anyway. You see, I have taken it upon myself to give you some help. I gifted you with the Meta Essence of Evolution. Make of this what you will. Doing this is already quite generous, but I can only imagine what would happen to you if you were left to your own devices. We can't have the Lion become corrupted.

However ... I took it upon myself to 'redesign' Caliban instead of allowing you to do it. Your planet already is a challenge, but since it was your own mistake, I will make it harder. Some changes could include things such as being periodically savaged by warp beasts, being a post-apocalyptic wasteland, being dominated by a cruel race of Xenos, and many more. Lucky you.

You will be happy to know that most of these things will be found in Caliban now, making it even worse than it already was. There is no harsher world you could have landed on. You will really have to work for it.

I didn't change the time when you will be found though and only changed the time it will take for him to find him. So you were transported a bit back in time. Use it well, you will need to be strong after all. 

After this message, you will know everything that your Essence can do. 

PS. Another thing. I was kind enough to let you grow up first, in another world. You will be happy to know that before you are inevitably thrown into the Warhammer 40k Universe. Use the time well. 

Good luck.}

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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

WHY?! Why Warhammer 40k? I only liked the character and not the f*cked-up universe. I know next to nothing about this shithole. This is a disaster. I can tell, I'll be f*cked up badly. I ... wait. Maybe there is hope. Let's see the information about the Essence before I have a mental breakdown. 

- Adaptive evolution Counter (What doesn't kill you makes you stronger) You're body will adapt and evolve, whether from extreme environments or getting cut by something sharp, your body will make its counter. 

Now that's amazing. I can build up my resistance to ... anything that can harm me. And if the world is truly so dangerous as I remember, then I will need this one desperately. 

- Adaptive evolution Death (What does kill you makes you stronger) If something manages to get past your counter and "kill" you, you will become immune to whatever killed you.

So I guess, I will come back when I am killed? Or how does that work? I can only assume at this point. It would make sense. This reminds me of DC comics, the beast Doomsday. But could he come back on his own? I'm not sure. It's still good. I could have those I trust the most save some of my DNA for me to regenerate from. Yes, that seems like a good idea. 

- Adaptive evolution Consumption (It tastes like chicken they say) Eating something will allow you to store or gain their traits for your evolution.

I don't know how much I like this one. Eating some of those ... warp things sounds terrible. But if it makes me stronger, I guess I'm all for it. I could train my poison resistance this way. Not a bad idea. And if I consume a chaos fruit or beast, I could even gain a resistance against chaos. We'll see. 

- Adaptive evolution Guided (Sometimes you need to take fate by your own hands) It would take longer but you can enter a state of change where you guide what evolution you want to take place without being exposed to danger or killed.

Ah yes, this is a good one. This can help me with anything that I am not good at. I remember that Lion El'Johnson didn't have that much charisma. I will not tolerate any form of heresy. So using this I could become more charismatic ... maybe. 

I need to grow more powerful that's for sure. 

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(3rd Person POV)

We write the year 263 After Aegon's Conquest (AC). The Lannister Family has just welcomed its newest member. And even if the world doesn't know it yet ... it is about to change. The lion has just been born into the lion's den. 

House Lannister of Casterly Rock is one of the Great Houses of Westeros, one of its richest and most powerful families and one of its oldest dynasties. It was briefly the royal house of the Seven Kingdoms until their defeat in the Last War.

The Lannisters rule over the Westerlands. Their seat is Casterly Rock, a massive rocky promontory overlooking the Sunset Sea which has had habitations and fortifications built into it over the millennia. They are the Lord's Paramount of the Westerlands and Wardens of the West. 

Fair-haired, tall and handsome, the modern Lannisters are the blood of Andal adventurers who carved out a mighty kingdom in the western hills and valleys. Through the female line, they boast of descent from Lann the Clever, the legendary trickster of the Age of Heroes who swindled Casterly Rock from House Casterly. They used to rule the Westerlands as the Kings of the Rock before swearing allegiance to House Targaryen. 

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Jaehaerys II Targaryen the Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and the fifteenth Targaryen to sit on the Iron Throne as King of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, died last year, making his son Aerys II Targaryen, King and his daughter Rhaella Targaryen his queen. Jaehaerys II Targaryen was a frail man and died after having the position of King for only three years. 

Upon the death of King Jaehaerys II Targaryen last year, the newly-crowned King Aerys II Targaryen retired the cautious Edgar Sloane as Hand of the King. Aerys choose his friend Tywin as the new Hand, impressed by the ruthlessness demonstrated in the Reyne-Tarbeck revolt. Ser Tywin was the youngest man to yet serve as Hand. 

In 263 AC, so one year after becoming Hand of the King, Tywin married his cousin Joanna Lannister. Tywin's sister, Genna Lannister said that her brother smiled on the day he wed Joanna, a rare occurrence indeed. According to Ser Barristan Selmy of the Kingsguard, Aerys lusted after Tywin's wife during the bedding custom, which would lead to problems in the future. Queen Rhaella Targaryen dismissed Joanna from her service, so the young bride returned to Casterly Rock. 

And wouldn't you know it, after not even one year of being wed, the Lannister Family was graced by the heavens by a new lion. And what a lion this one would be. It would be the lion, the Lion El'Johnson. Sadly, when he was born, he was not given that name. He was given the name Jon Lannister. Not the name he wished for, but it would have to do. 

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When he found out that he was in Westeros, the 'Song of Ice and Fire', John was rather happy. He knew that this world was a joke compared to the Warhammer 40k Universe, but it would still be a chance for him to get proficient in a lot of things and have his mind adjust to the current situation. And that it did. 

It was not instant, but very fast. After not even one week, he noticed that his mindset had changed. He was starting to become more suspicious, as strange as that might sound. He looked at everything quietly and observed the people around him. He noticed that he wanted to have any and all information he could before doing something. But no matter what ... he never cried. He didn't want to and didn't need to. 

It had nothing to do with pride, but it was simply not something he felt the need to do. He wasn't weak. He was the Lion and this world will come to know it. 

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(Joanna POV)

"Are you sure everything is alright Maester? He hasn't cried once and no matter what happens, he just doesn't speak or make a sound.", I ask worriedly. It has been a month now, and my baby hasn't made a sound. He only looks around all day. He reminds me of the lions we have down in the dungeons. 

"He is very healthy, my lady. In fact, I have never seen a babe as strong and healthy as young Jon here. If he continues to grow and eat as much as he is, he will truly grow into a lion. So don't worry, if anything happens, I will be right here to check.", Maester says and then leaves the room. I look at Tywin who is studying Jon. No, they are studying each other. Neither is making a sound or blinking. Oh, heavens ... not him too.

Before I can say anything, Tywin takes Jon into his arms and looks at him deeply, which is not very strange for him. But why does he look at our child like that? I was about to take him away. 

"I can see intelligence in his eyes.", Tywin says after he continues to have a staring contest with the babe. Sometimes ... *sigh* ...

"Haaa, Tywin, stop talking to our baby like he can understand you. Now give him to me, it is time for him to eat.", I say and shoo, Tywin out of the room. He leaves but with a strange smile on his face. I wonder what that is about. Well, I don't care. As long as my baby is healthy, he can be as smart as he wants. 

"Come, Jon. It's time for you to eat. Don't you want to become big and strong?", I say and then ... did he just ... roll his eyes at me?

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I changed the first chapter. I hope you don't mind. He will eventually return to Warhammer 40k, but not in this story. In another one.