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DC: The Astrea

He has been called many things. The Chairman, the CEO, the Boogeyman, Gotham's Saviour, the PeaceBringer, the Tyrant and many more. He is Marcus Dwight Astrea, a man far from the norm, far from the very univere he is in, a man of unknown origin even for the gods. A new God of DC in the making. This is his Origin. ***************************************************** The timeline is AU and I will make some appropriate changes to facilitate my easy storytelling and save me from the messy DC timeline. ALL RIGHTS RESERVE TO ORIGINAL OWNERS. I OWN THE RIGHTS ONLY FOR THIS FICTIONAL WORK AND OG CHARACTERS. Note: English is my second language.

CryingJoker · Anime & Comics
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31 Chs

Balls here, Balls there & even Ball's deep

In an underground cave system, wherein flowed a small stream of water; at one end in an artificially created pool lay submerged a man with his back against the wall, eyes closed.

This man was Marcus who was in his thoughts, a very important thought.

'How do I get my personal 'Juicy Thigh army'?'

Marcus since his meeting the previous day with the Amazon Queen and even Nyx, who just disappeared without giving an explanation was lucky enough to not have been outright persecuted, thanks to his blessings, making him misunderstood as a Champion.

"Well, It worked to my advantage and if I play my cards I can get a very strong backer to deal with god elements." he mused.

Standing up at his position some water gushed out as he exited the bath and wore a simple garment like the Romans are depicted in movies.

"It's airy down there but too uncomfortable for me." he muttered.

Checking once his getup Marcus made his way out the bathing halls to the nearest Amazonian standing guard not to protect him but to keep an eye on him.

"Miss, I was wondering if I could visit some places of interest here." said Marcus politely to have as much good impression as possible.

After all, they will most likely be his personal thigh army or even bodyguards, for appearance sake of course.

"Mother Queen has already granted you permission." she replied observing his physique and secretly nodding in agreement with his strength.

"Follow me."

Soon Marcus and the lady guard were walking out into the open with shouts of swords swinging and fighting to ring around as he observed several Amazonians fighting amongst themselves especially their balls that moved in different directions.

*BOING*BOING

Moving his eyes out of the trance he quickly formulated their strength and came to the conclusion that he could easily defeat all of them but not without some injuries if they all came at him at once.

Similarly, wherever Marcus went eyes of several Amazonians followed due to their curiosity over a man that they had probably looked at after decades or even centuries.

"Hmm, you seem interested in them." came a third voice from his back.

Looking back he recognized the woman as Marcus courtly replied.

"Princess Diana!"

"Please, just Diana is fine."

"In that case, I won't shy from it Diana." replied Marcus holding on to the opportunity to be closer to the woman.

"That'll be perfect." she smiled as she asked the escorting guard to leave them who promptly left after a slight bow.

"So you didn't tell me. Are you interested in them?" she asked

"Well I was curious how the Amazonians fought and they're quite impressive." said Marcus.

"You don't seem to be much impressed by them though" Diana asked inquisitively.

"They all are very impressive but I'm sorry, I can easily find out tens of mistakes in every person down there."

Diana at this point rose her eyebrows as she asked "Are you a famous warrior in the man's world."

Marcus didn't reply but moved his eyes from the training grounds to the beautiful woman standing beside him as rays of sunlight fell upon her magnifying her beauty as her beautiful eyes shone.

Hearing no reply from Marcus, Diana turned her eyes sideways as she came face to his eyes directly looking at her with an appreciating glance making her heart skip a beat as blood rushed to her cheeks but she immediately reined herself.

'What was that?' she questioned in her mind.

"Ahem" Diana disregarding the question coughed lightly to catch his attention which worked as Marcus apologized.

"Sorry about that. You just looked really beautiful there."

Hearing words of praise from Marcus yet again made her heart skip making her all bothered over these foreign happenings.

"Anyways, I asked if you were a warrior in the man's world."

"Hmm, no. I am more like the employer of warriors who fight for my cause."

"Like a King?" she asked.

"You could say so." replied Marcus with a distant look.

"Like a King!"

"But I can be a warrior if so required especially for kids." he continued with his last words muttered quietly but still being able to reach Diana's evolved hearing.

"And what is your cause?"

Marcus didn't reply but looked in her eyes as he finally muttered.

"War! War against the corrupt, against the world and against the powerful."

Speaking so he walked to the grounds meanwhile Diana stood at her position as he contemplated his words again and again.

"What are you thinking Diana?" the new voice of Hippolyta interrupted her thoughts as she looked at her.

"Mother! I-It was something that man, Marcus said that made me think if he is a good person or a bad."

Hearing her daughter's thoughts, she smiled as she caressed her cheeks as she advised.

"It is said that if you wish to understand a person, a warrior, the best way is to cross swords with them."

Diana remain confused for some moment before her eyes shone as she nodded and ran away to catch up to Marcus.

"Maybe this could help her see the world as not just colours but much more."

"Oh she sure will but what I am interested in is that human. I wonder how he will fare against a Demi-god of all people" said a voice from the shadows behind Hippolyta.

"Lady Nyx!" greeted Hippolyta with a polite nod.

"What are you doing here Lady Nyx. Won't the pantheon notice your absence?"

"Oh don't talk about those bunch of horny ingrain fools who only know how to stick their d*cks anywhere. You know last week, Apollo stuck his d*ck inside something called Mil-tan." at this point Nyx's complexion turned pale as she held herself from puking as she continued "and even took his too."

"Yuck, leave that alone. As I was saying, I was quite bored up there maybe as well have some fun with such an interesting specimen."