Reborn as an insect, eventually reincarnated as Galactus

Tiffin staggered back a few steps, then staggered to his place, and finally collapsed in his chair. He looked lonely. I can understand, I mean... All of his crew were floating in space, and he wasn't even allowed to try to retrieve their bodies for an official funeral. But that's all good news, isn't it? The grinding sound of gnashing teeth! despicable army.

I walked up to him with a shallow smile. "Isn't that wonderful, sir, that you will be rescued!"

the voice before his teeth and the look on his thin face showed how upset he was. He took a deep breath. Look away. "When it happens, no one is prepared. There were no sirens, no screams and shouts, only silence, and then a loud bang. When the boat collapsed around me, all I could do was stand there like an idiot. Do you know what saved me? What kept me alive? When time gets shorter and all hope is lost, the person who put me in a spacesuit and keeps me safe is not me. It's not even a techie. It was a stormtrooper. Some nameless fillers. He saved my life, and now I forget that he ever existed. "

...... You have nothing to say about it. No words can comfort such an experience. So I sat down on the ground next to him. I sat there for a while until I saw something approaching from beyond the mountain.

I turned to Tiffin. "Here they are, sir. He

turned to face me. "Then let's go see them. "

Walking outside, a small group of spaceships had landed in various locations around the mountain, some near the Jedi Temple, others on this side of the mining area. The only reason I could see the sides was because my massive body was about as tall as a mountain, which allowed me to perfectly see how the little landing board on the hull opened up and people walked out, some of them dressed in black, others dressed in white, and seemed to be pointing guns at ——,

Ahhh

From where Tiffin and I were standing, right at the entrance to the mine, Tiffin and I could clearly see the situation. A gloved hand landed on my shoulder. "Stay calm. Any movement will cause them to panic.

"Yes, sir. "

We keep walking, but I'm keeping an eye on the guys. Look, some of them are already close to my position. As much as I tried to be as still as possible, their body language was cautious and fearful. I don't see that on their faces. Most of these guys, except for those in black spacesuits, wore strange white armor, including helmets that covered their faces. Helmet...... I don't know if they're cool or weird? there's armor warriors like Star Wars, ha, great white armor.

But now that Tiffin and I were close enough that they could see us, they actually turned away from my massive body to look at us. The ship stopped on my hill.

"Ah, Commander, glad to find you—what creature is that?" A man in white armor asked, trotting close enough for me to actually see him, but keeping a proper distance. He seemed to be preparing to pick up his big gun.

Tiffin placed a hand on my chest and touched my borrowed robe. "He's my savior, you don't have to be afraid of him, soldier. There's also no reason to point blasters at the local fauna. "

The soldier seemed to relax a little when other similarly dressed soldiers, except for a man in black, approached. The soldiers separate for him to talk to Tiffin through the communicator inside his helmet, making him act like a leader. He wears a small hat underneath his spacesuit, but even so, his complexion is a bit like that of Tiffin, except that his ears are rounderer. Wait, he looked at me with a strange look. "Commander. I guess that's what you're talking about saving your creatures, right?"

"That's true. He will go with us. "

Are you sure this is a wise move, Commander? His skin color doesn't match any known species. Is his perception acceptable?"

Tyfen's eyes sharpened. "This is best discussed on board as I can run out of oxygen at any time. Treat him as a guest, not some weird creature. I owe him a life, and once I can personally report my findings to the Commodore General, the Empire will be glad to know what he's used for. There was a pause. He glanced at me. "Moreover, he has sworn allegiance to the Empire. "

「...... Very well, Commander. Let's go, I'll take you to the main cruiser. The man waved his hand, urging Tiffin to walk beside him, and the soldiers stood on either side of them in rows or two or three rows.

Wait, what's going on, who am I going to talk to—

the man in black tilted his head slightly. "Soldiers, escort our guests.

"Yes sir. "

I don't know how this happened, but all of a sudden, I was surrounded by these guys on both sides. I wish I could see their eyes, but I can't, so....

Typhin and the guy in front of me are talking, so, I guess....

I looked up. One of the soldiers happened to turn a little towards me. "Hello, what's your name?" And, oh my God, the man almost jumped out of his suit and almost dropped his gun before he finally recovered. "Are you alright

?" "Don't—are you talking to me?" he asked, pointing between the man who was walking in front of him and himself. I nodded. "Ugh. My operating number is AT-1409.

"That's not the name. My name is Mott, it's an abbreviation for a tirade, but I'd rather you just call me Mott. Easier. The

soldier searched around his comrades for a second, apparently seeking some kind of guidance. Maybe they're not fit to talk to me, but that would be sad, and I don't like to be alone. Like, Tiffin and the guy are still up front, just talking

, and I don't want to walk around awkwardly, so... The soldier finally turned to me, his voice low and deep. "I don't- I don't have a name. "

Nameless? impossible. "Everybody's got a name. "

Well, I don't know, and neither do my comrades. At least, not anymore. He replied, in a somewhat serious tone. But this is wrong. Humans have names, and this guy is human, which means he has a name!

"Hmph. A thought crossed my mind. "Can I call

you Art?" "Art?"

"Yes! as a — what is the word — a nickname! It's not a real name, but it's something that calls you, not a random number. He

looked at me for a few seconds, considering my offer. Then, with a frustrated sigh, "Well, of course. As long as it's not alien slander, I guess it should work?" Aha! I see! We

held out our hand to him as we walked. "Nice to meet you, Art!"

He looked at my hand for a second, realized that I actually only had three fingers, then sighed and cursed, he balanced the gun with his left hand and held mine with his right hand. Oops, yes. I grinned and felt his hand tremble slightly in mine.

We walked past my massive body. Oh God. Bigger than usual, right? No soldier could help but crane his neck and try to look at the top of it. Even Art, who was walking beside me, seemed a little uncomfortable with this.

"Art, don't worry, I won't move!" I said reassuringly.

He jerked his head to face me, then stopped. "What do you mean? What's that—"

"Ah, Commander! I'm glad you're back in good condition!" Someone next to one of the many large ships said with open arms, a smile on his face, and approached Tiffin unabashedly. Unlike the other, he wears green clothes, just like Tiffin. But he looked much younger, almost like a child. "And we've only lost one ship in this rescue mission!I'm assuming that creature running around in Jedi robes is what you call a savior?"

"You're the most perceptive, Lieutenant. I hope you can treat him well during this short journey?" Typhin's answer was like I wasn't here at all, which felt a little weird, but he seemed to have my best intentions in my head, so I guess it doesn't matter?

The lieutenant tilted his neck and glanced at me, a look of disdain hidden on his face. “... Of course. However, did you know that treating such an unknown creature like this might affect your loyalty to the Empire?" Tiffin didn't answer. "Still, Commander, we'll make sure it eats well, as always. Is that acceptable if it finds a place to live next to the robot, or if I should make room in the barracks with the soldiers?"

Tiffin glanced back at me. I tried to smile, but it was a little difficult because I didn't think what the lieutenant had just said was very, uh, friendly?

For me, just being with humans is enough.

“...... I'm sure that sleeping with the soldiers will be good for him. Now, before we all freeze, can I go in?"

the lieutenant clapped his hands and stepped aside. "Of course, Commander! This cruiser may be a little smaller than yours, but I'm sure it can accommodate all of us. As the lieutenant said, the ship was actually quite large. Like, not very big, but maybe a few houses stacked on top of each other? big enough to hold a dozen, or even a few hundred humans!

Outside, I could see the other white-clad soldiers putting their hands on their helmets and returning to their boats.

These boats are not small by any point of view, but they are like matchboxes next to a kettle compared to the one we are going into.

I walked up to the platform that led to the ship. The metal made a hollow clank beneath my feet.

This may be my first step towards a better life.