Reborn as an insect, eventually reincarnated as Galactus

I woke up with my eyes wide open, and for a moment, I couldn't really understand my point of view. Look, I'm lying on the ground, that's for sure, but everything else confuses me. I looked up at someone's chin, he was lying on the floor, my head resting on something soft. Well. People are talking.

"Forgive my tone, sir, but if that creature is really the one we just saw exploding from the skull of that creature, then, respectfully, I hope he leaves my ship as soon as possible! Damn your loyalty, if he is more of a threat to the Empire than a help, I won't take him anywhere! The lieutenant shouted with a red face and pointed accusatorily out of the window - oh, is it me? Lose. I fucking look like a purple fishing net. Spooky.

A voice above me spoke. "While I respect your opinion on the matter, this is a direct order. Until Mott recovers, we won't—"

Tiffin's gaze met mine. Belch. Hello!

In an instant, Téfen jerked to his feet, causing me to fall everywhere and even hit my head on the floor. It doesn't hurt or anything, but I still want to rub the back of my head. There was silence in the air, and when I looked up, I couldn't deny that everyone was looking at me. Which is. Well. Under the weather. "Uh, hi again, gentlemen?"

The lieutenant seemed torn between anger and helplessness. "There. It woke up. Can we leave this carnage now, sir?

His words were full of venom, but this time, Tiffin had nothing to say.

I sat on the ground, my limbs flabby as the lieutenant grunted and began to command his men.

At the same time, Tiffin leaned over and pulled me up. "Thank you, sir, I'm really—" His eyes were glued to the window, staring at Leviathan and me. Well. He didn't seem to listen much. Now I look around the cockpit and it seems a little more crowded than usual? Like, there are soldiers inside, just standing around, staring outside. Uh, uh-huh. I guess that's the only way it makes sense, right? I think, from a distance, it's really big.

The lieutenant gives enough orders to enough people to get the soldiers out of the cockpit and for the pilots to work properly, and the ship will suddenly start.

When we left the solar system where I had been for so long, my body and Leviathan soon shrank in the distance and became another part of the night sky.

The whole time, Tiffin and I just stood side by side in the cockpit and looked out.

That is, until a hand lands on my shoulder. I glanced up at Téfen. "Well done, Mott. Well done. If it weren't for you, we'd all be dead. "

Although his voice didn't carry any real emotion, the words themselves made me puff out my chest with pride." Hehe, I'm just doing what I want! "

He looked at me, this time. The gaze is full of contradictions. He shattered our common gaze. "Of course."

...... What's going on with this heavy atmosphere? It's like someone grabbed a piece of iron and suffocated the whole room with it. If I could still breathe, I'm sure it would be hard right now. Everyone seemed to cast a sly and uncertain look at me. Even the lieutenant, during these few minutes when his tongue rested, took the time to look at me. The eyes are sharp and full of distrust. Am I doing something wrong?

Okay, okay, let's just think of it.

We were attacked by the Leviathan and almost eaten. I used my massive body to get everyone out of the way, and then I ate the Leviathan. Right. There's nothing wrong with that.

Well. Let's see, if I were human, a giant octopus caught me... I guess I'm going to be a little scared? Maybe. I do not know.

But that's a good reason for people to behave a little cunning.

... Belch. Right. There's nothing I can do about it, so I thought, if I want to keep making friends, I should probably ignore it altogether. Yes. Sounds good. But before anything else happens, I think I'd better keep my eyes on the window. After all, space is beautiful. Watch the stars and things flash by... It's just wonderful.

That is, regardless of the oppressive atmosphere that pervades the entire room. If someone tries to say something, I'm sure no one will respond. Not that anyone dares to say a word.

That's the case. Defy?

Like a tense, silent peace after a big quarrel, both sides become increasingly frustrated until they abandon reconciliation.

"Commander," said the lieutenant, the first word spoken in an hour. "Can I talk to you? No...... It. "

Huh?

According to my speculation, the lieutenant's request was not answered verbally, but in other ways. Look, Tiffin turned to me. Eyes on me. Then he nodded towards the door. It was a self-evident hint to let me go.

Belch. Uh, well! I guess so?

I nodded to him, then turned around. The door automatically opened for me to go out, where I gained the unique benefit of standing in the hallway, looking down at the sides and questioning the meaning of my life!

Maybe I should find a place to sit. Is there still a place to sit? It doesn't look like it. At least that Jedi Temple has cute benches here and there to sit on. The place is just a bunch of old hallways, empty. I'm sure it would look like a hassle if it didn't look that cool. I mean, steel walls? That's-

, the door behind me hissed, opened, and I turned around to catch a glimpse of the inside of the cockpit. However, my view was mostly blocked by a young man.

"—come back in about an hour, second lieutenant," shouted the lieutenant from the cockpit, at which point the young man dressed as an officer stumbled out nervously, his hat held up to his chest, and the expression on his face was as if he were about to embark on a very terrible roller coaster. The door closed behind him, and for a moment he and I stood there, equally confused. Until our eyes meet.

"—Your Majesty the Emperor!" He gasped for breath and stumbled backwards, slamming into the closed door of the cockpit. He looked back in surprise, then looked at me with wide eyes. "Uh, uh, uh... Pretty space rantal, nice space rantal..."I don't know why, but he said these words in a low tone like he did when talking to a wild cat, and it was accompanied by arm movements. ......

But there are more pressing issues that need to be addressed. "Hello! Have we shaken hands before? He

flinched. Right. It will speak. Well——,yes, well, no, but—" He stammered and wiped his forehead with his hat until he finally decided to put it on completely. "I'm Fern. You are the creature of the ship. That's it, I'm not sure if I should talk to you about it.

"Why not?" Saying this to my face felt like a rude observation. "Also, my name is Mott, not 'Creature on the Ship'."

"Correct. Mulder. Of course. You know, Mott, all things considered, I just haven't gotten permission yet. "He said as if I should understand what that meant exactly." Judging by the words of lieutenants and commanders, I only know that you will most likely be brought before the emperor himself. In other words, are you really worth as much as the commander said? He rubbed his chin and narrowed his eyes. It's not surprising, I mean, given what just happened, I mean..."

He heard everything, didn't he?"

"- But, again, I'm just... I'm nothing. I just came out of the academy, my feet are weak, and my knees are not bruised. I can't believe I'd say that, but in terms of importance, I'm not even as good as a creature like you! Uh-huh. So you say. I quickly turned my back to him. "You're — yes. I can understand. I think I'll go to my dorm room too, if—" I didn't go that far down the hallway, just far enough away from the guard outside the cockpit door. Then, I sat down. Go back to the wall. I caught his gaze. It was not surprising that he looked confused. "You're—" I invited him by touching the floor beside me with my hand. "Are you ——, aren't... I'm not sure," I nodded, just to better convince him. "Oh, curse it all. But if the lieutenant comes, I'll say you're threatening me! "It's

kind of weird, but, okay? Hurry up. Just sit down, hehe.