A/N: Sorry that it's been so long but this story is back. As for a potential pairing Griselda Quarta is popular. Let me know what thoughts you have. Now this story is going to get more NSFW since I've been banned from SB so I'm not limited by their nearly unlimited rules so long as it's legal of course.

One would think having an I win power would be awesome.

It is.

What isn't awesome is the that I've come to learn one piece of important information. Humanity may be prey to the supernatural world, but nothing is worse then a human gaining powers through the supernatural, especially when they're uncaring psychopaths.

I was walking through the heavy vegetation of what should have been a polar wasteland but was now a tropical paradise.

Colorful flora and exotic animals moved upon their day, sentinels forced to watch and guard their master's territory from invaders by commiting the smallest offense or failure. Stone was lifted from the ground to floatin a circle, turning white hot, condensing until twenty spears of smooth crystals no larger then ping pong balls levitated around me in random locations my power told me to guide them. The small edge being the only imperfection on them lazily rotating in place.

Continuing to walk forward, avoiding the bunnies and picking up the dried leaves, branches, and any imperfections in the forest. A child sized rabbit picking clippings off the dead withering flowers from a bush, turned with forward facing blue eyes stared at me. Its over sized tits looking horrific on the mutated thing. Its dead blue eyes looked up at me, a spark of life reignited as it dropped the animal looking sheers into the ground.

My power was telling me what was going through his mind as the bunny opened his arms wide, I kept walking and tears developed in his eyes when a sphere caught a ray of light, a flash later and the bunny fell backward against a bush a burning hole in his forehead. The orb did a full rotation, cutting off a banana leaf to give him some modesty to the exaggerated futa genitalia. Causing him to drag them through the forest.

Every few steps, it was catching light at the right angle killing the cursed humans. One second doing their tasks the next falling to the beds of furs they were forced to tend to.

I gave myself into my power, letting go from guiding to full on execution of the steps as I jog through the garden, reaching a clearing and feeling the multi layered barriers surrounding a home villa with a Italian feel.

Servants and guards patrolling the massive barn at the edge of the property which was essentially a small town attached to the villa.

I was going to execute this quickly and silently, removing a threat and leave no sign of my existence.

I planned on following the plan. Three steps were changed and 20 removed. And with a wave of my hand and hundreds of calculations all but one barrier was undone.

Taking a step forward through the barrier every man, woman, and experiment reacted.

And I was going to make them feel ever growing terror until their last breath, and not a drop of blood will stain the white linen of my suit.

With fear in their eyes, every servent or slave ran into the villa fear radiating of them in waves, running to their masters.

A dark skinned girl appeared, wearing what was essentially a white bathing suit, if it can even be called that, a top that barly covered her areola, but somehow smushing her tits together, her bottom made things look modest as it barely coverer the slit of of her vagina.

She ran forward, bare feet running down the stone stairs and towards the barn, her steps went from slaps against stone to thumping on the wet grass.

Turning towards the villa avoiding the discard cheeses, fruit, wines, and other food items and up the stairs.

An orb rotated channeling light, concentrating it to the imperfect edge, firing a blade of light before the sounds of an engine could reach my ears it was replaced by scrams of panic and a deafening explosion.

Continuing the path each step carefully plotted.

Each path carefully charted.

Every breath taken is well planned.

No glamour or glory.

No worthiness or righteousness.

Only Victory.

The orbs shifted to form a halo behind as I cross the thread hold every step taken The smell of rancid meat fill the air with the smell of sulfur following after it like a kick to the nose.

I stop, meanwhile to orbs fall to the ground in unison like a pair of hard heeled shoes clicking against the Italian marble.

I waited and the wall was blown open a large mass of shadows with red eyes glowing through the dust, when it cleared it a beast shrouded in black miasma over its jet black fur had its tail down, crouching low snarling with its pure white fangs contrasting against the black on black… on black theme.

Reaching into my coat pocket I pull out the grenade in my hand, pulling the pin I whistled. "Fetch." I said voice cooing and the demonic beast of shadows growled, launching towards me, jaw gaping showing rows of different sized serrated teeth and fangs.

Casually tossing the grenade I rolled forward as the beast jumped over where I stood a second ago.

I continued forward collecting the discarded orbs, rejoining the halo behind me and ignoring the dry heaving and cursing-crying from the beast, then a muffled explosion removing the shadows with chunks of human splattering against the wall, roof, and floor.

I kept moving through the hall until I arrived at the massive door with golden handles. One that didn't take away from the art etched into the wood.

I applied repulsive force and fragments of enchanted wood fired in every direction of the chamber, and a grunt of pain that slowly turned into blubbering echoed through the room.

In the room there stood a stair case with a variety of men and women of different physiques, and ethnic backgrounds standing on the stairs, they appeared stoic but I knew they felt fear.

At the top was three golden thrones with a mural on the windows giving them a golden glow.

On the ground by the stairs the guy that looked like a freshman screaming holding his face, blood dripping on the floor.

The guy with dyed white hair opened his mouth, a laser shot through his throat, his body falling limp to the ground and falling down the stairs past the most mature woman to the disturbingly young woman barely having finished puberty.

The brothers looked at me filled with rage, veins visible pulsing on their face. The brother with red dyed hair whistled.

We waited and he looked at me with glee and as the seconds passed that glee died and he whistled again, and again.

"Your sister's dead." I told him. "Should have trained her to eat everything in sight." The orbs spun, twelve beams of light cutting off fingers, limbs, and everything below the rib cage.

The chopped bits of the red haired brother slid down the stairs, screaming cut off when a beam burned out his vocal cords. And he slid by his younger brother.

My gaze never left the third brother, my orbs returned to the halo behind me.

"What? Not going to try hitting me?" The remaining brother whispered low enough that I would have missed it over the sobbing guy crying in the corner. "You come into my home, kill my sister, my brothers, hurt my friend."

He stopped when I pulled my gun out of the opposite jacket pocket pulling out a Glock aiming it at the remaining brother.

"A gun? You come here disposing of my family and you insult me with-" the gun fired, the window shattering. The remaining brother trembling blood dripping from the graze.

"I-eh-" I fired the gun shooting through his knee, as he dropped onto the injured knee he cursed, holding his knee as I moved past the girls until I was four steps from him and I could make eye contact. When he raised his head, there tears in his eyes. The fear in his eyes burned into his face.

"You're a threat to the humanity.." I told him my voice clear, slow, stoic. I raised my gun shooting into his side and he fell over, his live sheered by the bullet. He fell over face on the ground, pained whimpers being the last sounds he'll ever make.

The girls were unmoving and their fear grew three fold. An orb reflected the light into a laser killing the eyeless kid on the ground.

I grabbed all of them when they regained control of their bodies, placing them on the ground and putting them to sleep with a wave of my hand, and proceeded to convert the ambient energy into solid matter through calculations and formulas I could probably never even grasp and manipulating said matter to cloth the girls in thick puffy white robes.

Asking if they needed any healing I felt a little relieved to know they were at least physically healthy.

With a circle of blue light etched with countless numbers I vanished, appearing in a dark building made of wood with the smell of hay and the musky smell of forced arousal filling the room like sweat in a gym. It was much heavier, overpowering to the point it was all you could smell.

"Don't touch them." My lips spoke the words in the silence and a lot them poured out as I learned more along the way adding and modifying the path. "You'll break them. They'll be worse off then their mutated slaves, or the girls they use in the plave. Living rag dolls whose only a hair's breath away from a vegetable, aware but the only thing they'll want, care for, desire is to reach their next orgasm." My power guided me, peaking the words and showing me everything I need to know without wasting time on unneeded information. I asked how to fix them now. I tossed that path away and asked how to bring them back to the state to where they were taken. Looking at all the steps, everything to the very end of the path that would lead to my victory.

"It'll take time, four years so they can be fully healed like how they were before they were taken." I spoke my tone becoming more empathetic.

….I couldn't tell if it was my power guiding me to perfectly execute the conversation in a different language or if I actually felt empathetic. I couldn't tell when I used my power to 100% like this.

"W-we were going to join the church, become ex- sisters." She said correcting the slip up, my power already filling me in. "Wrong place, wrong time I guess." She visibly shrunk into herself in the darkness sadly, for her I didn't need light to see her, or the condition of the victims. "She was even going to be caring for a few orphans after she became a sister." Her voice cracked.

"I'm sorry about your friend, and I will help them to the best of my ability but it will take time, a long time. But I can help them all, including your friend." My power spoke for me while I looked to see what the best path was and the steps forming the path formed in my mind. It was going to scare her. "Let's get them out." I said and all but one orb melded together into a crystal sphere and a ball of fire shined in the center, I focused and it illuminated the barn and the girl covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes wide with utter horror in them.

And I couldn't blame her. Hundreds of girls stripped naked limbs, spread eagles with their faces completely covered except for their noses and their mouths held open.

Twenty rows of people one a few inches above the others, their pussies cleanly shaved with no sign of any hair growth showing, not even a little scruff of pubes.

Their arousal flowing into the woman below them forced to drink it. And whatever landed on the ground along with what flowed out of the last woman on the bottom would be teleported into the women at the very top. A psychopath's version of a waterfall of 'love'. Sweeping away the hay on the ground exposed the small scratches in the wood. Thousands of microscopic sigils etched in the ground performing thousands of tasks.

Like the mind breaking arousal, levels of frustration, and enhanced senses. Add in the masks that covered their faces and you have live sex dolls.

I snapped my fingers and everything stopped. The digits were erased, everyone in shit show was cleaned up and put to sleep. I looked at the woman who looked like she was seconds from a breakdown. "I give you my word I will help you all, I swear." I vowed and she vanished like the others having the first relaxing sleep in weeks.

Pulling out my phone I typed in the number and pressed the green button. On the first ring the call was picked up. "How did it go?" The tired voice asked.

"How would you like to kill some pagan gods?" I asked and waited.

"What happened?" He sounded concerned and it dampened the raging inferno ready to burst at the seams.

"I'll tell you later, the main purpose is to show the moonlit world that humanity is not prey. If they pick on the cub they deal with the bear."

"Give me ten minutes." The voice said, and the ruffling and my power told me he was stripping down to shower.

"Thank you Yichen." I told him, without my power my voice was racking from all my emotions coming to the surface without my power keeping them from affecting me.

"Always, we're family." He said before hanging up.

Getting my breath wincing at the musky scent I walked out of the barn, my power at 100% guiding me and with a snap the barn was lit ablaze. Looks like we're going to add god slayers to his résumé. I thought to myself as I vanished. A dome with innumerable numbers and formulas changing and altering at random intervals filled the area before vanishing.