Continue discussing the specifics of the Mass Effect invasion strategy with your inner circle, focusing on which asari you want to target first
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"Before we select our priority asari targets," you announce, tapping your fingers on the obsidian table, "we need to establish three critical prerequisites for invasion."
You stand to your full seven-and-a-half feet, commanding the room's attention as holographic star maps swirl around you.
"First," you declare, "we need an immunity vaccine against Reaper indoctrination. Not just preventative but curative. I won't risk any of my people becoming puppets to those machines."
Maxine nods enthusiastically, her enhanced breasts straining against her lab coat. "I can combine Kaguya's chakra protection techniques with the anti-mind control protocols we developed for the Justice League extractions. The fundamental vulnerability to indoctrination lies in quantum entanglement at the neuronal level – something we've already solved."
"Second," you continue, walking around the table as your inner circle watches intently, "we need an energy pulse capable of destroying Reaper technology without damaging the Mass Relays. Something that specifically targets and eliminates the AI controlling those machines."
Maxine's eyes light up with inspiration. "What about modifying the Halo arrays from the Halo universe? They were designed to target neural physics specifically."
"Interesting," you reply, stopping behind Riveria's chair, your hand resting on her shoulder. The elven Archmage blushes immediately at your touch. "Drawbacks?"
"They would need to be constructed within the Mass Effect universe itself," Maxine admits. "The dimensional transfer would disrupt their core functionality."
You squeeze Riveria's shoulder thoughtfully. "I like it. Begin designing the plans immediately."
"Yes, Divine Mother," Maxine purrs, already typing notes into her tablet.
"Third," you state firmly, "we need our fleets completed. I want five battle groups, each consisting of one Galaxy-class carrier, twelve Infinity-class carriers – four transported inside the Galaxy-class – and 120 frigates carried by the Infinity-class vessels."
Pepper brings up detailed ship schematics on the holographic display. "And the standard complement of 500 additional vessels distributed across Epoch-class heavy carriers, Orion-class assault carriers, Poseidon-class light carriers, Marathon-class cruisers, Valiant-class super-heavy cruisers, Autumn-class heavy cruisers, plus destroyers and frigates?"
"Exactly," you confirm. "That will be our minimum deployment force."
Jalter whistles appreciatively. "That's enough firepower to glass half their fucking galaxy."
"Language, sister," Jeanne chides gently.
"Now, regarding the asari themselves," you say, returning to your seat. "Unlike our usual approach, I don't want to transform them immediately."
This causes surprised murmurs around the table. Victoria raises an elegant eyebrow. "Divine Mother?"
"With certain exceptions," you clarify, "I want to conquer them through conventional military means first. Let them experience true defeat, understand the futility of resistance."
Cortana brings up holographic profiles of several blue-skinned asari females. "And the exceptions?"
"Liara T'Soni," you reply, pointing to the young archaeologist's image. "Both versions of her – young and Shadow Broker. Also her mother, Matriarch Benezia. The Justicar Samara and her three daughters, particularly Morinth."
"Those will receive custom transformations?" Maxine asks, her fingers hovering over her tablet.
"Yes," you confirm with a predatory smile. "For the rest, once military resistance is broken, we'll implement a modified version of our standard transformation protocol – the same baseline devotion and enhancement programming that all members of our empire receive."
Artoria leans forward, her enhanced breasts pressing against the table. "A wise strategy, my King. Breaking their conventional forces will demonstrate the futility of resistance and make the subsequent transformation more... satisfying."
"Indeed," Morgan adds with a dark smile. "Nothing sweeter than converting proud warriors after they've been thoroughly defeated."
"It's decided then," you declare with finality. "Maxine, focus on the vaccine and Halo designs. Pepper, accelerate fleet production. Riveria, begin formulating the planetary-scale Fidelius Charm. We move once all three prerequisites are met."
"Yes, Divine Mother," they respond in perfect unison, golden-ringed eyes gleaming with devotion.