Then when he arrived at the bridge. He sighed and decided that maybe if he lived longer in this world, he might find some answer on the way. And for now, he stepped out from the elevator.

But then what he saw was something that he could only fantasize or dream of while playing this in the game. A 3D Holographic of the entire detection range of his titan, several empty consoles for a crew on the bridge, and most importantly, a Cyruel Capsule.

A highly advanced technology that was never available in the vanilla game of Pitch Black Void. He inserted this technology as it enabled him to control his droids, drones, and the entire ship while still capable of commanding a fleet and micromanaging a droid army. A very fortunate and well-timed upgrade to a ship in space where a decimal in error could mean death.

“Speaking of micromanaging…” he remembered something. A rumor that he heard using the bugs that he planted on all ships and monitored by his hijacked small drones.

He heard his new crew talking about the shadowy organization that the pirates were talking about. Such a thing in both vanilla and his modified logs was never present. And he would probably laugh at their notion of thinking that it exists.

Except he did notice something when he went to the menu to save his game from his past life.
He noticed a beacon and thanks to the long-range scanner installed on his mining ship, he was able to retrieve and unlock the beacon which was a navigation beacon with no signature ID from UGTR or the Alliance.

Two of which were the most powerful sovereigns in this part of the galaxy, yet had no signature or ownership over a nav beacon. The corporations are out of the list as he knew that the UGTR made it strictly illegal for corporations to deploy nav beacons due to the past Corporate War where nav beacons were also used to jam and disorient traveling freighters and ships owned by rival corporations. Yet it also affected other civilian and military ships causing a tremendous amount of casualty and financial damage. Even outlaws and pirates would never take or create a nav beacon for themselves as it made it easier for the UGTR and Alliance to track them down.

That’s why he got confused about finding the unknown nav beacon. And decided it may have been just a bug. When he investigated its range, he realized that it functions like a scanner, satellite, and nav beacon, in just a small size and undetectable floating beacon. Something that even the known sovereigns that he knew from the other sides of the galaxy have no such technology yet.

Not only that, back when he was trying to modify his game. He had stumbled upon encrypted messages and coded transmissions that he thought to have been made by the vanilla system to create procedural factions or continue the dynamic plot of the universe. He had encountered many procedural creations of the system but what got his attention was that it added some strange scripts when he finalized the modification of his game.
Something inside the game was trying to adapt to the changes he made.

Something that the procedural creations in the vanilla game would never do without running the game. But due to his excitement to try the results of his modifications, he later forgot about it as he dived into his immersion.

“I am starting to believe that I may have added something I didn’t or never planned to add.” This time, he won’t make the same mistake. He made a mental clock to notify himself of this strange organization. He must first organize himself and his new assets before taking on more problems. The holographic display in front of him showed the list of ships under his command, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the sight.

Ubel then sat in front of the holographic terminal on the bridge of the Blitzkrieg, his fingers dancing across the interface as he surveyed the list of ships.

"Dreadnought-Destroyers," Ubel muttered to himself, scanning through the names. Each ship was a formidable force in its own right, capable of unleashing devastating firepower upon any enemy foolish enough to stand in their way.
"Queen Ashen, Deadlock Purge, Black Baron, Fallen Prime, Vindicator Blade, Heathen’s Bane, and Indominus Sentinel," he murmured, taking note of each ship's designation. These were the planned heavy hitters of his fleet, the backbone of his offensive capabilities.

Next, he moved on to the frigates, his eyes flicking across the list as he read out their names. "Blastburn, Izzelmelda, Coldberth, Dark Valentine, Icon of the Dark, Velvet Fist, de’Lion, Blood Temple, Forsaken Church, Weeping Wail, and Excelsior." The frigates were smaller than the dreadnoughts, but no less deadly in combat. With their speed and maneuverability, they could outmaneuver even the most agile of M-size opponents.

Finally, he turned his attention to the corvettes, the agile M-sized skirmishers of his fleet.
"Guerra el Madre, Vec Stratum, Cherubim, Impaler, Demon Dice, Ill-fated, Golden Fortune, Necrosecunda. True Sight, Sutherland, Vainglory, Nightmother, Gravemourne, Nobuna, and Azure Kai." These ships were fast and nimble, perfect for harassing enemy formations and striking at vulnerable targets.

But it was the last section of the list that caught Ubel's attention—the pirate ships that he had captured during their encounter with Munda Ek're and his crew. These ships, while not as advanced as his own, still represented a valuable addition to his fleet.

His fleet was growing stronger by the day and with each new addition.

"Godright, Reinbull, Patty, Jaguar, Limhuan, Magurba, Niuayao, Pussypaw, Massclaw, Ardent Will, Lonely Skull, Disavowed, Millicent, Arturos, Zertum, Royal Carriage, Rockguard," Ubel muttered, his mind racing as he considered the possibilities. With these ships under his command, he could bolster his forces and strengthen their career as a rising pirate group without using any of his dreadnoughts-destroyers, frigates, and corvettes.

But he knew that having a fleet of ships was only part of the equation. To truly succeed as a pirate, he would need skilled crew members to man his vessels and carry out his raiding or boarding parties. He sat in the captain’s chair of the Blitzkrieg’s bridge, contemplating his next move.
He started to regret killing most of the commanding figures of the pirates earlier. He didn’t expect that most of them actually monopolized the control of their ships and even acted as helmsmen on their own, probably not trusting their crew to pilot their ships in their place. As he investigated further, he found out that it was a measure applied by their ship captains just in case a mutiny among them occurred which gave no chance for mutineers to travel in space without getting lost.

The purpose of killing the commanding figures was to establish competition among the crew to be promoted as the next ship captains, as well creating an intimidating figure for the pirates who will not hesitate to delete anyone who disappoints or displeases him. With this new revelation, he decided to send his golden command droids to pilot the ships instead while also placing promising crews on each ship's bridges, something that could be considered on-the-job training.

He sighed as he thought about the what-if scenarios where he only killed Munda while brainwashing the rest of the ship captains. Then he shook his head, clapping both of his cheeks with his palm, reminding himself that it was too late to cry over spilled milk.

Although the implants that he gained, did give him enough knowledge and information on things.

But one ship, in particular, caught his attention—the Godright, former flagship of Munda Ek're. This former UGTR battlecruiser was outdated and phased out by the UGTR military by this point and yet this was still a formidable vessel, capable of holding its own in even the most intense of battles. It could stand against a number of his corvettes due to its range, firepower, and hull integrity. As impressive as it was, he could not afford to command two ships at the same time.

So he knew that he needed to assign a capable captain to command the Godright, someone who could lead with authority and skill. The captain of this ship will also act as his vice commander and take command in his absence. After reviewing the performance of his crew members, one name stood out above the rest—Creed Astefalt.

Creed was a seasoned pirate, with years of experience under his belt. He had proven himself time and time again in combat records and the ship logs of the Godright as its former helmsman before he was kicked out by Munda for questioning his decision. And Ubel knew that he would be the perfect choice to command the Godright after seeing the recommendations also from the other crews.

"Creed," Ubel called him out through a holo, much to the surprise of the other side who was helping in repairing Godright with the other crew members.

“Y-yes commander?”

"I have a special assignment for you."

Creed coughed once and straightened his back.

"What is it, Captain?" he asked, his voice tinged with worry and confusion.

Ubel gestured to the holographic display, indicating the Godright. Passing the digital figure and its access codes to Creed.

"I'm assigning you to command this ship," he explained. "It was Munda Ek're's flagship, and now it belongs to me. And this ship carries the responsibility of taking the position of a vice commander. I need someone I can trust to lead our forces in situations I am not present, and I believe you're the right man for the job."

Creed's eyes widened in surprise, and then a grin spread across his face.

"Thank you, Captain," he said, his voice filled with gratitude. "I won't let you down."

Ubel laughed inwardly as he didn’t expect to be received positively after what he had done to their crew earlier. Like when he walked through the corridors of the mining ship, he could feel the eyes of his new crew following him, their gazes filled with suspicion and doubt. He knew that many of them viewed him with skepticism, questioning his sudden rise to power and wondering if he truly deserved to command them.

Maybe it's the mindset of the pirates that made them realistic, unable to feel the need for any vengeful feelings. He thought his impression of them improved as he likes people who have the same mindset as his. Something that prioritizes rationality on things. And he had to thank their rough upbringing for living in harsh conditions. He would never get this kind of crew if they came from a civilized world.

Ubel then nodded, satisfied with his decision.

"I know you won't," he replied. "You've earned this, Creed. Make the Godright leave its mark under your command."

With that, Creed saluted Ubel’s holo and hurried off to start making adaptations to his new command of his new ship.

Ubel was also the same, he was determined to prove himself to his new crew. He knew that trust was something that had to be earned, not given freely, and he was prepared to do whatever it took to gain their respect and loyalty.