Monica possessed the latent power to absorb and manipulate energies, but she had yet to awaken her mutant abilities. Still, she needed to be trained—both as a future asset and as one of my agents. For that, I took her to the training camp for girls and teenagers. Natasha oversaw the camp with a ruthless precision, aided by the very same trainers from her days in the Red Room.
Naturally, Natasha was in charge; after all, she would one day be mine.
As I arrived at the camp, my eyes took in the sight of the training grounds. Natasha was putting the young spies through their paces—none of them wore clothes, save for the chastity belts that glinted in the sunlight and the running shoes that kicked up dust as they moved. Even Natasha adhered to this routine. It had been years since I last visited, and her body had developed into something even more formidable. Mature, refined, but still as deadly. She had clearly undergone further "enhancements." With her skill set, I had no doubt she was close to finishing whatever mission I had assigned her.
I approached Natasha and spoke to her in low tones, instructing her to take special care of Monica. Then, with a mere thought, I opened a portal back to my world, curious to see if the women of Marvel were awake after last night's activities.
Upon arrival, I found them all gathered for breakfast. The moment they saw me, they approached, their eyes glimmering with recognition and desire. After the meal, I sent them back to their respective places—Sharon X and Maria Stark being transported farther due to the distance. Once my business there was complete, I turned my attention to other matters: keeping tabs on people of interest, such as the next Fantastic Four and certain key agents of SHIELD.
But my work was far from over. It was time to visit another world. First, I adjusted the flow of time between Marvel and the new universe I was headed to.
"Isa," I commanded, "open the portal to the DC universe."
The portal shimmered into existence, and I stepped through, arriving in the midst of an ancient battle. The Amazons were fighting for their lives against the armies of Greece, their defeat looming near.
I appeared just as the last of the Amazons were captured—though some had managed to escape. They were fierce and beautiful, their strength radiating from their bodies, but three stood out among the rest. Two women with striking blonde hair caught my eye, one of them heavily pregnant. And then there was the warrior clad in golden eagle armor—Asteria, shielding her sisters, defiant to the end.
But not all was as Diana's legend had foretold. The Amazons were being cornered on all sides. Ares, in this universe, had subjugated the demigods surrounding the battlefield. I could sense it—his hold on this realm was absolute, and he had already slain most of the gods, leaving only the "Big Three" and the few goddesses who still blessed Themyscira.
No help was coming for the Amazons. But I could offer them salvation.
In an instant, I transformed into a hummingbird, flying unnoticed toward their queen—Hippolyta, the pregnant woman I had seen earlier. Even in her current state, she had slain many men, but now she was bound by demigods. They hadn't yet received their full divine blessings, and their powers were not fully realized.
I hovered near Hippolyta, transmitting my thoughts directly into her mind. *I can save them. Pledge your loyalty to me, and the Amazons will survive.*
She hesitated, then asked, "Who are you?"
"I am Ryan, king of gods in another universe. I defeated Zeus, Hades, and even Cronus, seizing their power and making it my own. I offer safety, freedom—but on my terms. Your warriors will continue training, but their loyalty will be to me. I will choose some as wives, others as concubines, and the rest as servants. Your most important duty will be to ensure the future of the Amazons by bearing my children."
Her silence stretched, and I gave her a cruel smile. "You have 15 seconds to decide. Refuse me, and I will take your people anyway—enslaving them. They will serve me alone. They may have some freedom, but they will be trained to please me."
"Choose wisely."
Since Hippolyta couldn't see me, I left her to face the incoming wave of Ares' men alone, her time slipping away, second by second.
*5... 4... 3... 2... 1...*
Zero.
"Your time's up, Hippolyta," I murmured darkly, my voice echoing in her mind. "Decide. Now."
She hesitated, her defiance wavering. "I... I need more time! I can't decide under this pressure!"
I shook my head, the cruelty in my voice unmistakable. "Time is a luxury you no longer have."
With a simple gesture, I opened portals to my world. From the depths of my realms, I summoned Nemean lions, hellish hydras, and other creatures birthed from the underworld. They erupted into the battlefield, crashing into Ares' men with a savage fury. The soldiers recoiled in shock as they realized that only some of the beasts could be harmed, while others, like the hydras, only grew more fearsome with each strike. Their venomous heads multiplied, spewing poison, fire, and acid across the battlefield. The Nemean lions were unstoppable, their attacks fueled by the scent of blood, ravaging every man that dared to stand in their path.
Then, I summoned more. Lionesses, transforming into semi-human forms, faun women, and nature spirits materialized, followed by the tribe of minotaur women. They swept across the battlefield, gathering the remaining Amazons, bringing them toward me.
With everything in motion, I returned to my human form. I strode confidently through the carnage, reaching Hippolyta. She was still fighting, a force of nature amidst the chaos. When I took her in my arms, she struggled against me, fury blazing in her eyes. But I sent her a mental command, revealing my identity once more. A moment of shock crossed her face as she realized who I was. To seal her fate, I allowed a massive stone dragon tail to sprout from my back, sweeping it across the battlefield, smashing the men who dared to surround her.
Gradually, the remaining captured Amazons were brought before me, encircled by my creatures and the women I had summoned. Silence fell over them as the last scream of Ares' soldiers echoed through the air. The Amazons stood in stunned silence, eyes wide as they processed the massacre. Asteria, partially stripped of her golden eagle armor by the nymphs, stood up, defiance in her gaze.
"Who are you?" she demanded, her voice steady despite the chaos. "What do you want?"
I met her gaze, unflinching. "I've already spoken with your queen," I said, letting my voice carry across the group. "I will protect your people, but your loyalty is to me now. You will live under my rules, but you will live—and that is more than Ares would have allowed you."
The Amazons bristled at the thought of enslavement, but I felt their resolve weakening. They knew what fate awaited them otherwise. "We'll go to an island," I continued, "where you'll have relative freedom, as long as you obey. Those who defy me will be punished, but follow the rules, and you will live as you've always done."
I ordered them to march toward the sea, where I summoned a massive ship with Isa's help. I transported the Amazons aboard, steering the vessel toward Themyscira—a secluded island protected by Hestia, Aphrodite, Artemis, and Athena. The goddesses had taken refuge there to escape the warring Olympians and to guard the sealed gates of Hades, preventing monsters—and Hades himself—from escaping to wreak havoc upon the world.
Later, in a private chamber on the ship, Hippolyta stood before me, completely bare. Her eyes were filled with a mix of resignation and curiosity as she spoke to me about the other Amazons who had split from the group, fleeing from Ares' forces. I already knew where they were headed, and I dispatched my hellhounds to track them down. Hippolyta also mentioned a young warrior named Xena, a princess in her own right, who led a band of fierce warriors attacking villages and hunting down bandits.
"Send a hellhound to find her as well," I instructed.
Hippolyta stepped closer, her body tense as she entered my arms. Her defenses slowly lowered as I held her, offering her the affection she hadn't known in years. Despite the heat of the moment, there was no rush toward passion—only the slow, careful exploration of one another's minds. We kissed, an exchange of trust rather than lust. Over the course of our journey, I spent time getting to know the other Amazons, as well. I demonstrated my strength, my knowledge, and the power I wielded, slowly earning their respect and loyalty.
Even though their fate was now tied to my will, I ensured that they were treated better than the slaves they had seen in their travels. While they were aware that disrespect would be met with punishment, they also knew that as long as they followed my rules, they could live freely, almost as they had before—albeit, with a new master.
As we sailed toward Themyscira, I established the rules for my Amazons. Their warrior costumes would be reserved for important occasions—meetings with leaders, wars, or matters of great significance. In my presence, however, they would wear only a transparent cloth that left their breasts and pussy exposed, the fabric resistant to cuts, fire, water, and acid. Around their necks, they would wear collars that symbolized their status as my slaves, paired with silver bracelets as a reminder of their past under Ares' men. Their sandals, simple and Greek in design, completed their attire.
A new rule was made clear—only their master could touch them with affection, and only I would have the right to impregnate them, ensuring a new generation of Amazons. The trip didn't last long, aided by the naiads, the ocean nymphs who directed the currents to guide us swiftly to the island.
It took us three days to arrive, a deliberate choice on my part to avoid attracting the attention of Poseidon in this world.
When we disembarked, four beams of light descended from the heavens, manifesting into the forms of four strikingly beautiful women. I could immediately sense the divinity that radiated from them, and they in turn felt mine. Despite never having encountered one another before, their instinctive obedience to my divine authority was palpable. Without words, I beckoned them to speak privately, away from the creatures and Amazons disembarking from the ship.
We walked to a temple that had been constructed on the island, an imposing structure befitting the goddesses who resided here. As we entered, I observed each goddess carefully, recognizing them by their attire and divine artifacts.
Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war, wore a traditional Greek dress intertwined with pieces of armor. In her hand, she carried a spear and shield, adorned with the image of Medusa.
Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty, stood next to her, her golden hair cascading down her shoulders. She wore a dress that accentuated her figure, a golden ribbon tied around her hips, and in her hand, she held a golden dagger.
Artemis, the goddess of the moon and hunt, stood slightly apart, dressed in leather armor, a silver bow slung across her back that shimmered and camouflaged with her surroundings.
Finally, Hestia stood with her simple but revealing Greek dress, barely covering her large breasts, a red ribbon around her waist, and a silver necklace at her throat. Her hair, a striking red, glowed like the flames she commanded, and she held a torch in her hand.
Athena, stepping forward as their representative, was the first to speak.
"Greetings, stranger. I am Athena, goddess of wisdom and war. With me are Aphrodite, goddess of love and beauty, Artemis, goddess of the moon and the hunt, and our sister Hestia, goddess of home, family, and fire." Her voice was calm but guarded. "We don't know which god you are, nor what you seek on our island. However, as long as you respect our refuge, we can engage in a civil conversation rather than a fight to the death."
The other goddesses nodded in silent agreement.
"My name is Ryan," I responded, my tone commanding yet measured. "I am the God-King of the Greek pantheon from another universe. The son of Poseidon. I defeated Hades, Zeus, and Cronus and claimed their divinities. I also hold the title of Dragon God-King, with dominion over all species of the worlds. I come to this island to give my Amazons sanctuary from Ares and the other male gods who would seek to oppress them."
My words hung heavy in the air, and I saw the goddesses' eyes widen in surprise. They exchanged glances, silently communicating with one another in a way I couldn't penetrate. Their mental link was a form of communication that blocked any outside interference.
After a moment, Athena spoke again. "No wonder your divinity overwhelms us. As a fellow God-King, it is natural that your presence would compel us to submit. If you intend to build a new pantheon, we humbly ask to be included under your protection. We will serve you and aid you with your Amazons."
I paused, letting the weight of their request sink in. Then, with a surge of power, I released my divinity in full force, letting it mix with the Conqueror's Haki that surged from deep within me. The air around us thickened, and the goddesses fell to their knees before me, their gazes submissive.
"You may join my pantheon," I declared, my voice booming with authority, "but only if you prove yourselves obedient and loyal. I am not a god who tolerates defiance or insolence." I paused, watching as they trembled under the weight of my power. "Now, I, Ryan, God-King, hereby create the New Olympus. I take Hestia, Athena, Aphrodite, and Artemis into my pantheon as my women and my subordinates."
They lowered their heads in unison, their voices soft as they spoke in submission. "Thank you, my lord, for taking us under your protection."
Their devotion was sealed.
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