23.5: An Overlord's Work is Never Done

Shae Kahn had a job to do.

With a horde of undead at her back, she stared down at the enemy camp with a cold sneer.

She never liked the Osh-Tekk, nor their leader, Kotal. He was too ambitious, staring at the throne of the Kahn with desire and envy... it was only the war with her master, the Overlord, that stopped him from rising up against Mileena in rebellion.

He would try and dethrone Skarlet when she became Kahn, interfering with Lord Kuro's Plans.

So when Kuro decided to just wipe them out and damage Mileena's support even further, she volunteered to be his tool and do the act in his name.

She would be his hammer and crush the will and hopes of his foes.

The Osh-Tekk camp had guards patrolling its perimeter, on the watch for any intruders... but the Bayroks the Overlord lent her had easily sniped the fools from a distance, then used their shadow magic to close the distance and grab the corpse before it was noticed.

The camp was in the middle of a celebration of some kind, music and chanting filling the night air as she scoffed. The drunken fools wouldn't even be a challenge.

Looking back at her army, she smiled, seeing the cold stare of a few hundred skeletons staring back at her, twenty Death Knights at their front.

The Undead Horde was growing on her, they were disciplined, they never hesitated or wavered. She would never hear a single complaint, see a single soldier abandon the battlefield. They gave their unlives freely for their master's cause, without doubt, or complaint.

The corpses of the Tarkatan horde Mileena had thrown against the Tower had been put to good use, her lord using them to greatly increase his own forces.

The skeletons came in two forms, basic Skeletons and the larger, stronger Greater Skeletons. Most of the Tartakans had been trash unable to become more than a trash skeleton, but a few had been able to become the more powerful greater skeletons. Only the very best could become the mighty Death Knights, far stronger than the mere skeletons.

The most useless of them had become little more than Cadavers, pathetic slave undead forced to work in the Overlord's mines for the rest of eternity.

Giving the order, she watched the horde descend upon the camp with a cold look of satisfaction, the revelry turning to screams and panicked shouting as the undead started the slaughter.

The Osh-Tekk would meet their end tonight.

Despite her desire to be in the thick of the battle, she calmly watched the fight from her vantage point atop a hill, seeing the weak Osh-Tekk warriors meet their bloody end at the hands of the horde.

They could handle the regular skeletons, cutting them down with some difficulty... but a single Greater Skeleton would take down dozens of the Osh-Tekk before it fell to their blows, and the Death Knights carved a path through the camp, unstoppable as they massacred everything that came in their path.

The Bayroks cackled to themselves as they picked off those that tried to flee, warriors and peasants alike.

Observing the battle, she smiled cruelly as a beam of light appeared, disintegrating a dozen skeletons as one of the Osh-Tekk gave out a battle cry in their mother tongue.

The Osh-Tekk only had a single champion with any real skill, and now Kotal had given away his position.

Opening a portal, she grabbing her hammer and walked through it, reappearing in the middle of the chaos, bones and corpses littering the ground as she chuckled, taking a moment to crush the skull of one of the Osh-Tekk warriors who made the mistake of being within arms reach of her.

"KOTAL!" Shae roared, her voice easily heard even over the screams and sound of combat. "You're time has come! The Osh-Tekk meet their final end this night."

"You- Shao Khan?!" Kotal growled, staring at her in shock and confusion. "I had hoped Outworld was rid of your filth. What Netherrealm trickery is this?"

"Shae, now... and this is not the work of the Netherrealm. My idiot daughter made a mistake when she challenged the Overlord, he returned me to the living to serve as his weapon, and he has ordered your death, you painted fool." Shae scoffed.

"The mighty tyrant, reduced to a mere slave? I will thank this 'Overlord' for teaching you humility before I carve out his heart." Kotal laughed, gripping his blade. "But first, I need to repay you for my time in the flesh pits."

Not bothering to retort, Shae summoned her spear and tossed it with extreme force as it whistled through the air, barely missing the Osh-Tekk leader as he rolled forwards and pounced, his body shifting to that of a beast as it leapt towards her.

Scoffing, she swung her hammer and simply smashed the fool from the air, sending it flying away, turning back into a man as he bounced along the ground, before coming to a halt, coughing up some blood from his broken ribs.

"A painted clown thinks he can challenge me? At least give me a challenge before you die and join the endless horde." Shae scoffed as she rested her hammer on her shoulder, watching the man rise.

Rushing her again, he summoned a disk and tossed it at her with great force, his eyes widening as she simply backhanded it away, shattering it with ease.

Blocking his sword swing with her hammers hilt, she thrust her head forwards, smashing it into Kotal's skull and making him stumble back, his grip on his blade weakened allowing her to simply tear it from his grasp, tossing it at one of his fellow Osh-Tekk with enough force to impale him.

Grabbing Kotal's arm, she pulled him in closer again, she swung her hammer in a brutal rising smash, connecting with his chin and sending him flying into the air again.

Not letting up this time, she simply timed her swing and smashed her warhammer into Kotal's back as he came back down, smirking at the satisfying crack of his spine breaking.

"Are all Osh-Tekk so fragile?" Shae asked mockingly as she walked towards the fallen man as he coughed up a lungful of blood, one of his ribs piercing his lung.

"Do you expect me to beg?" Kotal growled as she strolled towards him with a cold smile.

Shao Kahn would have expected him to beg, but Shae had a duty to perform.

"I expect you to die, like the rest of your pathetic race." Shae replied calmly as she reached down and gripped his head, lifting him from the ground. Sending her hammer away, she gripped his skull with both hands and simply... squeezed.

Kotal was never a real threat, not compared to her. He was a strong warrior, but she was conquering realms and slaughtering heroes and champions far stronger than him before he was even born.

As his skull caved in, she simply dropped his corpse to the ground and looked around the terrified Osh-Tekk survivors with a sneer, a gesture of her hand ripping the souls from those who survived the undead, their bodies shrivelling up and dropping to the ground.

She was the undisputed master of Soul Magic in all the realms, even Shang Tsung was nothing compared to her own skill with the art of souls, she just preferred the bloodshed and thrill of crushing people with her hammer.

"Make sure none survived, gather up the corpses and get ready to move." Shae ordered, watching the undead immediately move to obey.

Undead were so much more reliable than the living.

Speaking of souls... reaching out with her powers, she grabbed onto Ermac and simply... pulled.

She made him to serve her will, not Mileena's... and he would obey.

- Overlord Kuro -

"Why am I not surprised that you're so bad at this?" Velvet scoffs, briefly pulling her lips from my balls to mock her sister before she got back to work pleasuring me.

As Rose pulls her lips from my shaft, she glares at her sister, a woman entirely too smug for someone with a pair of balls in her mouth.

"I'm not bad, I'm inexperienced... unlike you. Kuro is my first and only, where you have had every man in Heaven's Peak inside you, probably half the beasts as well, you harlot." Rose growls making Velvet sneer at her.

"Girls, behave." I say with a sigh, making them flinch as they look back up at me.

Honestly, this little sisterly competition works out in my favour, I have been too busy to give the Overlord Mistresses the attention they deserve (other than Serena who has been a frequent guest in my bed).

I've had to get the hang of controlling yet another form just so I can handle everything that needs doing in the Tower, so right now there are two Overlord Kuro's in my realm, and three Kuro's in Marvel.

It's a headache at times.

My Second Overlord Form mostly handles the day-to-day tasks that come with ruling your own realm. Listening to petitioners, dealing with issues that arise, making adjustments to my realms, raising the dead to increase my forces, giving my girls the attention they deserve...

Ophis occasionally kidnaps that form, she's grown to enjoy sex... and for some reason she takes pleasure in making Lilith watch, but not letting her take part. Her reasoning is that Lilith is too young, not even a year old.

Lilith pouts a lot, but cookies and head pats fix that.

Ophis seems to take her... 'motherhood' seriously, but she's been busy of late... doing something with Lilith and Jack. Frankly, I'm afraid to ask what they are plotting so I just kinda left them to it.

Which is why I was somewhat surprised to have Rose and Velvet showed up in my bedroom, offering their services. There seems to be a little competition going on between them to become my favourite, but it works out for me.

"Sorry, My Lord... Velvet always has loved running her mouth." Rose says submissively, making Velvet scoff dismissively.

"Please, you're the manipulative one. I'm far more honest than you, at least I admit it when I am using people." Velvet says scornfully.

"Girls. Do I have to send one of you away or can you behave yourselves?" I ask sternly making them jump.

"Sorry, Daddy." Velvet says immediately before her eyes widen, Rose's mocking laughter filling the bedroom. "Oh shut up, you have more daddy issues than me." she says with a slight blush before she cuts off Rose's response, pushing her sisters head back down onto my shaft.

With an asshole like the Wizard as a father, I'm not surprised they have issues. He was a dick long before the former Overlord hollowed out his mind and used him as a flesh puppet.

"That's it, suck our lord's dick, you stuck up bitch." Velvet sneers, forcing Rose's head down on my shaft, the other sister barely resisting as she rubs her tongue along my length, staring up at me with affection even as her anger at her sister grows. "It's nice to see your lying mouth actually put to good use for a change." she mocks.

...This isn't going to end well for Velvet.

- Later -

"That's it, my Lord... ruin her slutty little ass." Rose encourages, her legs wrapped around Velvet's head, forcing the dark-haired sister to lap at her wet slit as it leaks my cum and her arousal.

Slamming into Velvet's incredibly tight back door, I smirk as her hips come back to meet my thrusts. Velvet is pissed... but not at me. I'm just the innocent lord caught up in this sexy sibling rivalry.

Velvet bet Rose that she could deepthroat me better... and Rose surprised us all when she managed to take my full shaft while making a smug face at her shocked sister, and this is her forfeit.

Rose is in charge of Velvet for the rest of the night.

Velvet is surprisingly not a sore loser. She's pissed, but she is playing along as Rose forces her head between her thighs.

Rose isn't bisexual, but this is about power, not pleasure, and Velvet is bisexual and very experienced, licking pussy is nothing new to her even if she prefers being on the other end of things.

Every time I thrust forwards into Velvet's tight sphincter, she tightens down and massages me with her inner muscles, clearly not new to a hard anal pounding.

"F-fuck... I should have known you'd be good at this..." Rose moans out, her hands gripping Velvet's black locks as a sense of amusement fills Velvet at her sister's inexperience. "I like you m-much more when your mouth is busy."

Slamming my pelvis into Velvet's curvy ass, I let out a groan as I cum, my seed flooding her insides, causing her to moan into Rose's quim.

- Later -

Thrusting into Rose's cunt, I smirk as she moans into Velvet's mouth, not breaking their kiss as Rose lays atop her sister, their breasts pressed together.

Velvet's pussy is slightly gapping from her recent fucking, a trail of thick white cum leaking from it onto the red bedsheets as her hands roam her sister's body, one gripping Rose's fat ass.

Nothing like a long night of mutual fucking to promote sisterly bonding, huh?

I've been switching between them for a while, fucking one for a minute before pulling out and adjusting my aim slightly, giving the other some equal attention.

Sheathing myself into Rose's tight quim, I cum for the... seventh time? Something like that, and fill her womb with my baby batter, inactive as it may be at the moment.

Pulling out, I watch as Rose rolls of her sister, panting from exertion and arousal as a thin sheen of sweat coats her body, her beautiful red hair sticking to her face slightly as she stares up at me with wide eyes, Velvet smirking up challengingly.

An Overlord's work is never done.

[She calls me Daddy as well] - Velvet [50]

Daddy Issues are usually a warning sign to stay away from a girl, like the colourful skin of a poisonous frog... but not for you! Girls with Daddy Issues will find themselves growing attached to you far faster than usual. Kinky sex, ahoy!

- Next Morning -

Once again, I've made an expansion to my realm... this time it is the Ruborian Desert that I have returned, along with Jewel and her little band of thieves and Necrovalley and the Gravekeeper's.

The Deserts have been blessed with an abundance of Gems for me to mine, and I even added a second dungeon in the depths of the desert, one based on mummies.

I paid a visit to Jewel to make sure she remember who she worked for, the little Bandit Queen will keep her people in line, and then I checked up on the Gravekeeper's to do the same.

Amusingly enough, bringing the Ruborian Desert back made one of the assassins appear. Jayadeep Mir or Henry Green depending on who you ask.

He's dead now, obviously. I won't wait for him to start acting against me, so I just had a few Bayroks hunt him down. It did let me know that my enemies will come with the areas I bring back, so I need to be ready for when the Dwarves and Heavens Peak is brought over. Heavens Peak has three assassins in it, and the Dwarves still has a pissed off 'Hero' ready to battle me.

When I bring them back, I'll just have my entire army sit on the border where they will appear and rush them immediately.

It should be safe to bring Fay and the Elves back, but I need to design their area first, and I've just been too busy.

I also managed to bring The Unhappy Girl back, I gave her a room in the Tower where her power to prevent combat can help keep my petitioners nice and docile. She has the maids looking after her, and honestly she basically radiates sadness, and it makes the maids want to spoil her, which I allow. I think I even saw her crack a smile earlier.

The next surprise came from Shae's return from dealing with the Osh-Tekk. I didn't want to deal with Kotal trying to dethrone Skarlet and me later on down the line and frankly... the Osh-Tekk are trash warriors.

Kotal himself is impressive, but Shae broke him with ease. He was Kahn because Shao Kahn was gone and Mileena made a poor replacement. Shae's return crushed any hopes he had of taking the Kahnum for himself, and she left his mutilated corpse as a warning to Outworld's forces.

Could I have brought him back? Yes, and I did... just long enough for me to drain him so we could kill him again. Never waste a resource, after all.

Fun fact, Osh-Tekk Warriors can empower themselves with sunlight... and now, so can I.

I'm a Vampire who can grow stronger in sunlight, was there every something more ridiculous? The act of having Shae bring me Kotal's corpse was enough to not just nullify one of my weaknesses, but turn it into a strength.

[Osh-Tekk Physiology (Strengths)] (Passive)

With the power of the Osh-Tekk, Health Regeneration is doubled and your psychical stats are increased by 35% while in direct sunlight.

You have a natural affinity to Light Magic and the ability to summon totems to increase your strength.

I'm still going to pretend that I'm weaker in sunlight, but this could be the trick I need to defeat my father. Dracula can't survive in sunlight, even if he can resist it for a time, but I can thrive in the sunlight now.

As long as I make sure our fight happens in daylight, or find a way to use my light magic to create a form of artificial sunlight (which I will need... test subjects to check the effectiveness of), I have the advantage despite the power gap between us.

Equally surprising was the... addition Shae brought back.

Ermac has switched sides... he was created by Shao Kahn after all. Well, switched sides is a polite way of saying Shae basically summoned him to her side then beat him within an inch of his life for failing to return to her side faster. Then she beat him some more and dragged him to the Tower even though he would have come willingly if he knew his creator was alive again.

After changing his bindings slightly to keep him loyal, (he is an undead, after all... necromancy for the win), I gained a free champion level minion. He was surprisingly thankful that I returned Shae to life, and for a fusion of souls, he's actually fairly reasonable.

He's joined Shae as part of my army, and I pity Mileena when it is finally time to storm Outworld, but I'm not ready yet... I have more to do to weaken Outworld and gain more followers before I have to slaughter them in the invasion.

It'd be a shame if my work to turn the Black Dragon and Edenians from Mileena's side went to waste because I got impatient after all.

Shang Tsung has vanished from the Outworld Palace for some reason, and while it makes me nervous to not know where he is it has opened up the palace for more... in depths investigations from my ghosts.

Mileena is losing her fucking mind, turns out ruling is more stressful than she initially realised, boohoo. Right now she has Baraka and the Tartakans, Reptile, Kano and his Black Dragons, D'Vorah and Rain surrounding her as she fears assassination.

Kano and his crew, I could turn to my side... but frankly, he has consistently betrayed everyone he has ever worked for. The Black Dragons aren't even loyal to themselves, and they are just a liability in the long run.

I can't trust them, and even if I could, they are just trouble. They are basically modern bandits who take what they want and spread misery wherever they go. I can't keep them in my realm, and I don't want them in Outworld either once I take over.

So I need them gone.

Maybe I'll hand Kano's head over to Sonya, but once they've served their purpose I'm disposing of them.

"Emperor Kuro, I have checked the perimeter, everything is clear." The Terminator who has assigned herself as my bodyguard says with her blank voice making my eyebrows raise as I turn to her. She's... interesting?

She doesn't have a name, nor does she have an Affection score, her obedience is at 100, though.

She's just so out of place here... I think I'm going to send her to work for Crime Lord Kuro, a Terminator can fit in far better in Marvel than she can here.

The damaged leather jacket, torn jeans and tank-top just stand out like a sore thumb in the middle of my Fantasy Tower, and she gets more strange looks from the locals than I do in my full armour.

The large gun probably isn't helping.

"Thank you, T." I reply as I look over the paperwork that a few peasant villages, an adventurers guild and a mages college creates. There's only so much I can push onto other people before they start to forget I am in charge.

As the Terminator moves to the back of the room, in standby as she prepares to defend me from any threats, I read through the report from the newly formed Adventurers Guild.

Hm, one party have reached D-rank already? Not bad, not bad at all.

The majority of adventurers at the moment are stealth or might types, warriors, scouts, archers, hunters... etcetera. The only source of magic training at the moment is from the mages college, and they haven't had anyone graduate yet.

Also, every single adventurer is female. I knew something like this would happen when I picked [The Matriarchy], but all the students at the college, the leadership of the guild and college and all the adventurers are women.

Even the less human-based groups like the orcs, goblins and kobolds have female leaders. There's an Orc Shaman leading the Orc village, a Goblin Chiefess leading the Goblins and a Kobold Priestess leading the Kobolds.

It's been interesting watching their culture rapidly evolve, the Kobolds for instance are very insular and never leave the forest and caves... and they worship me.

They've built a statue of me in my armour which they leave valuables at the feet of, and they sacrifice captured beasts in my name on an altar in front of it.

The Orcs and Goblins seem to respect but fear me, Goblins don't leave their village other than to head into the forest to hunt, but the Orcs are slowly and cautiously exploring. Some have even become adventurers, and a single orcish girl has joined the mages college.

The current races that are hanging around my realm are humans, halflings, goblins, kobolds and orcs. The elves will come when I bring back the Elven village, the Dwarves when I bring the mines back.

Other races I'll add in time.

For now, the Adventurers are mostly just killing the various types of monsters I've added, nothing major just the smaller threats, or guarding the farmlands and goods transports. Rose arranged an entire currency system and had the Minions start producing gold coins with the image of my helmet on one side, and Nyx on the other (with my permission, of course), using the gold we are mining from the mountains (with hundreds of Cadavers working as never-tiring miners).

My realm is starting to stand on its own two feet, the Halflings and Spree are beginning to trade, slowly and reluctantly due to the grudges from Melvin Underbelly's treatment of Spree, but the Halflings make good booze, so Spree has started trading with them for it, and the Halflings are buying fish and other types of food that they can't grow from Spree.

Neo Sun Do has immediately started trading rice and other oriental goods to the other two villages, the Mages College has been buying food and goods from the others and are about to start trading simple potions and enchanted goods.

It has been fascinating to watch my world evolve, and thankfully they have realised that they should only bother me for the big problems, and the line of petitioners coming to the Tower with petty issues has trickled off as the leadership of the three villages has picked up the slack.

Spree has a council now, replacing Archie after he was killed by his wife for having an affair (I considered bringing him back, but decided that it just wasn't worth the effort, the wife was jailed for life and I didn't even have to get involved), and the Spree Council are far better leaders than Archie, who was just the guy who ended up in charge because he had food. I've possessed them just in case, but they seem genuinely loyal to me, so I'm not worried.

Neo Sun Do has Li Mei and some Elders, and the Halfling Village has Holly and considering Holly and Li are both my lovers I don't need to worry about them.

All three villages pay taxes to me in both Gold and Goods, since I built their villages and I own the land they live and farm on. Nothing too expensive, I don't want to throttle their growth after all.

I've made sure to give off the impression of a stern but fair Overlord, I'm a tyrant, but I'm not a particularly cruel one. Obey the laws, respect the Overlord's authority and show the Overlord (and his forces) the respect they deserve and you won't have any problems.

There were a few dissenters, mostly in Spree, but they were killed by bandits or eaten by monsters. Funny that.

The slowly forming Cult of the Overlord claimed it was due to a lack of faith, that the dissenter's heresy towards the creator of this realm had been punished by the realm itself.

Most people ignored them, but a few started to wonder, the seeds of faith were planted, and all it will take is a little watering to get them to sprout.

"T, do you actually have a name other than your model number?" I ask, signing off on the request to start teaching Golemancy at the Mages College.

"I do not, Your Majesty." The Terminator responds with her emotionless tone, staring at me unblinkingly.

"And what exactly were you sent to protect me from? You didn't specify before..."

"I am to protect you from the time-traveller Natalie Summers and her futile desires to kill you and your daughter, Rachel Tepes, preventing you from marrying Empress Jean." T answers calmly as I stare at her.

...Natalie Summers? As in... Nathan Summers?

...As in Cable.

Oh, for fuck's sake... Really? Isn't my life complicated enough?

Cable wants to kill my unborn child? Well, he's... She's dead. Very, Very, Dead.

...I'm going to go and kick Scott Summers in the balls so hard they explode, it'll probably save the world a lot of trouble in the long run. Then I'm gonna go and find Mister Sinister and kick his ass since this is probably at least slightly his fault.

"...Then you are in the wrong place, you need to be protecting Mutant Kuro, not Overlord Kuro." I point out as her head tilts slightly.

"My orders are to protect the future Emperor Kuro Tepes, you are future Emperor Kuro Tepes." T says with a lack of comprehension filling her tone.

"I am, but there are five versions of me running around. Two Overlords, a Fallen Angel, a Crime Lord and a Mutant. If Natalie Summers is going to try and kill any of us, it would be Mutant Kuro." I point out, making her pause.

"Acknowledged, new perimeters set. Where is 'Mutant Kuro' located?" T asks, making me sigh.

"I'll take you to him, me... when I have some free time. Mutant Kuro is safe for now. Stand down until then."

"Understood, orders received." T says making me groan as I go back to the paperwork.

"So I can give you orders then?" I ask, still trying to work out how to deal with the Terminator that just showed up on my doorstep.

"Emperor Kuro Tepes is set at the highest level of command, you can override all orders and settings." she confirms.

"Huh, nice... I need to actually give you a name." I mumble more to myself than to her as she tilts her head again.

"Do you wish to give this unit a personal designation?" she asks.

"I do... let's see. Terminator... Ter... Terri? Sure, I'll call you Terri."

I suck at naming things, but who needs originality?

"Designation set, Terminator T-Sexbot unit 8957 has been given the designation Terri."

...Unit what now? What the fuck is future me doing that requires nine thousand sex bot terminators?

She won't tell me anything about the future, apparently future me and Empress Emma Frost-Tepes only gave her some orders and very little information about the state of the future.

Going back to my paperwork, I frown as I feel my lust rising.

Mutant Kuro is balls deep in Shiklah, Crime Lord Kuro is getting head from Jessica Jones, Overlord Kuro the Second is getting a blowjob from Haystack Harriet as he eats, and the lust feedback is getting to me.

[Everyone needs love, sometimes you have to pay for it] – Haystack Harriet [50]

You have a natural affinity for women in the less... glamorous careers. Sex workers of all kinds will feel a natural draw to you. At the very least, you can expect better prices.

At least Saraqiel is just at the cuddling phase with Mary Walker. A very clingy Mary Walker. Saraqiel's trying a special kind of therapy over the whole gang-raped thing. I think it's helping... maybe?

I'm sure it will turn out fine.

- Mary Walker -

"Are you sure about this, My Lady?" Mary asked, looking up at the slightly glowing angel that saved her and gave her purpose again.

"I am, Mary. This man is guilty of the same crime you yourself suffered through, though his victims were far younger than yourself. You wished to help me punish those that sinned? This is where we will begin." Saraqiel said calmly, her voice melodic as she smiled down at Mary before turning to the rapist bound to a chair in golden chains. "He is a teacher, and he uses his position to take advantage of his charges, using his family name to threaten his victims into silence and submission. One of them prayed to me for him to be punished."

"But... I... I enjoyed it, killing the men who kept me, prisoner. I know I shouldn't have. I know it was a sin, but I loved it." Mary admitted. "I'll enjoy punishing him as well..."

"That is fine, I enjoy delivering judgement onto the worst of humanity as well. I am a Fallen Angel for a reason." Saraqiel quipped with a small smile, her black wings standing proudly. "My angelic brethren would prefer to wait until the Sinners perish before they punish them, doing nothing to stop the misery and torment they spread, I decided to be more... proactive, and I lost my white wings as punishment. I am not a flawless heavenly being, Mary... I love slaughtering the sinners and scum of the Earth, you will find no judgement or disgust from me." Saraqiel admitted, no shame in her tone as she stroked a hand along her majestic black wing.

"This man has made dozens of girls, barely adolescents, suffer and despair, if he is left alone he will continue to do so for years, ruining countless lives. He deserves this, as the men who hurt you did." Saraqiel explained.

"Nhnnn!" The man said, his voice muffled by the chain between his teeth, making Sara dismiss it with a lazy gesture. "No! I won't! I've... I've seen the light! I'm a sick man, I need help! I'll turn myself in, I'll admit everything!" the scum shouted, desperation and terror filling his tone before another chain shut him up.

"No, you will not. Already you plan to leave the country, flee the scene of your crimes and start anew... with the false passport, you have hidden in your safe. You can hide nothing from me, sinner." Saraqiel said scornfully. "He has no regret, no guilt... feel for yourself." Saraqiel said, placing a hand on her shoulder, causing her to gasp at the sudden influx of emotions.

"What... is this?"

"What he is feeling. I am an Empath, I can sense the emotions in mortals around me, you can feel it, can you not? The arrogance and self-entitlement? He will never change. Other girls will experience the despair you were forced through if he is not stopped, and even if he gets caught, it does not stop the misery he will cause. There is no shame in taking pleasure in killing a mortal as corrupt as this."

She was right... he was utter scum, and why should she feel guilt over enjoying cleansing the world of trash?

Pulling out her dagger, she walked towards him with a cold smile, watching as he thrashed around in his chains, trying to escape the divine justice she would deal out on Saraqiel's behalf.

Flipping the dagger over, she slammed it down into the chair enjoying the pathetic way he screamed as the blade stabbed down into the weapon he had used to hurt the innocent girls.

His scream trailed off far too quickly for her tastes, the man's eyes rolling back as he blanched from the pain, a puddle of blood pooling on the chair under him.

"I do believe he has passed out." Saraqiel said, her tone strangely amused.

"He should suffer more." Mary grumbled at the coward who had fled into unconsciousness.

"Agreed... but I can fix that." Saraqiel replied amicably as she waved her hand, the sinner engulfed with a golden glow as he woke back up, immediately screaming into his gag again. "Death will not take you that promptly, sinner."

- Later -

Looking at the positioned corpse of the sinner, the word rapist carved into his bloodied chest as golden chains hung him from the lamppost, she smiled in satisfaction as she took Saraqiel's hand, returning to the abandoned church she used as a base.

The golden chains would make sure everyone knew that it was Saraqiel's who did this, a sign of her divine vengeance, Mary was simply a weapon to help dole out judgement to her saviour's foes.

"That felt... good." Mary admitted making Saraqiel giggle, a harmonic sound that echoed throughout the hall.

"I know, his victims will sleep sounder knowing he is gone, and others like him will hesitate out of fear of my punishment. But our work is never done, and he was just the start. There are countless others, some like him and others who have sinned in other ways. You did well, the world is a better place due to your actions." Saraqiel said proudly, stroking her hair as she smiled up at the ethereal woman.

"Our actions." she corrected shyly, getting another melodious giggle from her.

"Indeed, but now it is time for us to rest. Come, you can serve as my pillow." Saraqiel said teasingly as she headed to the bedroom, Mary trailing behind her with a shy smile.

Reaching the bedroom, she couldn't stop herself from staring as Sara simply pushed her robe from her shoulders and let it fall to the ground, passing over her wings somehow as it pooled on the ground leaving Sara completely naked.

She had never been interested in women before... but Sara was... flawless. Her body was utterly perfect, without a single defect, from her hourglass figure to her pale doll-like skin.

You could tell she wasn't a mere human, made by genetics and chance, but a being designed to be perfect.

It was a sin to gaze at her naked form with such hunger, right? It had to be a sin to lust for her saviour.

Turning back to her, Saraqiel gave her a knowing look, a strange smile on her pouty lips.

"It is, but I am a Fallen Angel, a little sin comes with the job." Sara said as she laid down on the bed, patting the mattress invitingly.

Removing her own bloodied clothes, she shyly climbed onto the bed and moulded herself against her saviour, her face bright red as Sara spooned her, pushing her breasts against Mary's back.

As Sara wrapped an arm around her, she had to wonder if it was a coincidence that her hand came to rest just inches from Mary's slit, the tips of her fingers brushing against her clit gently.

She wanted to push her away, not out of disgust at her touch but because she felt unworthy of sharing a bed with this pure figure, her tainted body shouldn't be pressed against such a beautiful being, she certainly shouldn't be lusting for her saviour, as rotten as she was.

"You are not tainted, Mary... Rest now... you are not ready for more, not yet." Sara said gently, making her eyes flutter closed obediently, the sound of Sara humming gently sending her into a deep, peaceful sleep.

- Overlord Kuro -

Yup, I'm sure everything will go just fine.

I'm sure taking a slightly insane woman and letting her torture and kill rapists as some kind of twisted therapy won't backfire in the slightest. At least any issues that occur over it are likely to be issues for other people, not me.

...As long as I keep her away from Crime Lord Kuro.

"Your Majesty, I'm detecting high levels of arousal, do you require sexual relief?" Terri asks with the same emotionless tone as ever as she looks at me.

...Have I ever fucked a machine before? I don't think I have?

Note to self, find a way to get Cortana and EDI.

"I take it you are programmed for that?" I ask rhetorically.

"I have been programmed with the sexual knowledge of some of the greatest lovers in the Multiverse." Terri confirms immediately. "My body was designed with your pleasure in mind."

"...Well, I'd hate to waste the hard work that went into your production, yes, I would like some relief. I do have some work to do though, so I want you to crawl under my desk and orally pleasure me." I order.

"Understood, do you have a preference in outfits? My nanotech clothing can take any form, should I load up one of your future selves registered favourites?" Terri asks as she approaches.

"...Yes, do that." I say, watching her rebellious look shift to what could possibly be called a secretary look, if you squinted at it. And happened to be incredibly drunk.

The white shirt she is wearing is about three sizes too small, and missing half its buttons showing off her generous cleavage and clear lack of bra, and her mini-skirt barely reaches mid-thigh, riding up as she walks to show a pair of already aroused... or lubricated pussy lips.

"Outfit: Sexretary look, loaded." Terri says as she drops to her knees, moving under the massive dark wood desk I have in my office. My office is made to be intimidating, but after designing it, I realised that only myself and my mistresses come here and I wasted my time, since anyone I would want to intimidate is forced to meet me in the throne room where I can glower down at them from my seat of power.

At least I have a cool looking office.

Four hours of interior designing... just wasted.

Also, ...Sexretary?

At what part in the timeline do I become fond of stupid puns? Is this some bad end I need to avoid... Emperor Kuro Tepes, the Punmancer. I think I just threw up in my mouth.

As Terri gets to work, I immediately discover something amazing about robot girls...

They don't need to breathe.

Life is hard for an Overlord, there are hordes of enemies to fight and endless work to be done to keep everything running, even surrounding yourself with talented people only lessens the load of the empire resting on your shoulders...

But damn, the rewards worth every bit of it...

- Mileena -

Everything was going wrong.

It wasn't fair, she finally got to be in charge, finally got the throne... and everything immediately went wrong.

The Osh-Tekk and the Naknadas were gone, two parts of her forces just wiped out without her even noticing until it was already over.

The Osh-Tekk had been slaughtered to the last, only corpses and a destroyed camp remained, and even then most of the bodies were missing. Kotal's body was left on display, the crushed remains of his head on a spear in the middle of his camp. A message written in Osh-Tekk blood left behind...

This is what awaits those who cross the Overlord.

She had the body burnt and the message destroyed, but enough had seen it, and word had spread. The Overlord had struck in the very heart of Outworld... and she had been able to do nothing to stop it. She knew they whispered about her behind her back.

How Shao Kahn would have stopped this, how Kitana would make a better Kahn, how she was unworthy of the throne... they thought she didn't know, but she did.

She would prove them all wrong, and then make them all pay for their insults and doubt.

The Naknadas had all been slaughtered by a white-haired child if the babbling peasants were to be believed.

A child who was humming as she chopped and carved up everything that got in her way, then played with the bits and pieces.

The Edenians were on the brink of a revolt due to rumours that her mother was alive and fighting to free Edenia from Outworld, and she didn't have the forces left to fight the Edenians and the forces of the Overlord at the same time. Her mother would pay for this, if she was really back and this wasn't some trickery on the Overlord's part.

She couldn't attack the Edenians without opening herself up for attack, but they would pay for their disloyalty.

Then her very palace had been invaded... by more children!

Three young girls, two with black hair and the white-haired girl had simply appeared in the palace and walked through, killing anything that got in their way before they found what they were looking for.

She didn't know why the lead black-haired girl had chosen to kidnap Ferra and Torr, but she had slaughtered dozens of her men in the process and weakened her position even further.

Shang Tsung had taken one look at the lead girl and fled the palace without a word, and he hadn't been seen since. She was almost thankful to have him gone, though she knew the snake would be back eventually.

Ermac had vanished as well, without a trace.

To add to her troubles, someone was killing peasants and warriors alike in the area around her palace, leaving them deathly pale with smiles carved into their faces, strange cards left on their corpses.

Looking down at the card, she frowned as she turned it over, seeing the messy writing on the back.

Need a Royal Jester, your Highness?

- The Xenomorph Queen -

Finding a new lair wasn't hard once she arrived in this new land, there were mountains everywhere, and they had deep cave systems running through them.

There was an abundance of locations she could use to make a new lair, she just had to avoid the inhabited caves where skeletal figures worked away, she couldn't use them to spawn more of her kind after all.

No, she needed a living male specimen to breed her so she could start producing more of her kind, and she wanted the strongest male to ensure the next generation of her kind would be powerful.

If she was willing to take a weaker male, she could have already started breeding. There were many dwellings in this world full of potential mates, but she wanted... no, she needed the strongest male.

To find the strongest male, she simply had to look for the biggest building. Humans liked their buildings and used them as a status symbol, the strongest and most powerful man would be the one who owned the largest building.

Which was why she made her nest in the mountains that overlooked the giant black Tower, instead of making it closer to one of the settlements.

The Tower itself would be easy to scale, but it was filled with powerful creatures, and she couldn't risk being slain and letting her race die with her, so she had to simply... bide her time.

The owner of the Tower was clearly the one in the black armour, he radiated power and strength and those around him bowed as he passed... and he left the Tower often. She would bide her time and wait for the ideal moment to ambush him, to gain his potent seed and start the creation of the next generation.

- Shi -

"You are either incredibly bold or suicidal to simply... walk into my realm, trespasser." Shi growled as she watched a woman... no, a being, walk towards her with a cold smile, a pair of large black horns coming from her head.

"Peace, Lady Shi... I bring an offer, from one Death God to another." the dark-haired woman said calmly, making Shi's eyes widen in confusion, reaching out with her sense to test her words.

It took her seconds to confirm her words as the truth, the feeling of death radiating off her in a way only found in Death Gods who drew their power from Lady Death herself.

"You... aren't from this verse, I am the only God of Death here, Lady Shi, the God of Death, Darkness and Corruption, the daughter of the Titan Kronika. Explain yourself, Invader, before I end your life." Shi growled, gripping her scythe in preparation, watching as the intruder tightened her own grip on the metal staff she was carrying, a skull with a gem embedded in the forehead atop it.

"Calm yourself, I have not come to steal away your realm. As I said, I have come here with an offer. I am Hela, the Generaider Boss of Doom, the ruler of the Infernal Abyss... and we have a mutual foe. The one calling himself the Overlord, hoarding the power of the tower heart for himself." Hela said calmly, causing her to loosen her grip slightly.

"Lady Death herself has ordered me not to attack the Overlord, he is her champion." Shi admitted making Hela smirk.

"And you intend to obey, like a well-trained pet?" Hela asked rhetorically. "Lady Death does not command me, and her ability to act is highly limited."

"I am no pet... but she could still reach us with ease." Shi pointed out.

"She could, but the power of the Tower Heart is grand indeed, My realm is connected to the realm of the Overlord, and I have had time to study the power it gives off... it possesses a shard of the power used to create the multiverse, in the hands of a mortal it has the potential to kill Gods and Titans, but in the hands of a pair of Death Gods? Banishing Death back to her realm for good would be little challenge." Hela pointed out, making her freeze.

"What do you desire the power for?" Shi asked suspiciously, staring the death goddess down.

"Revenge, brutal and savage revenge. I know what you desire, the corruption and conquest of Earthrealm and Outworld, I care little for them, our goals can both be achieved with the power of the Heart, and we can... slip our leads, freeing ourselves from Death's cold grasp... or would you rather be her servant for the rest of eternity?" Hela asked mockingly.

"I am no servant!"

"Yes, you are. As am I, and all other Gods of Death. We all serve Lady Death, with no end to our service or thanks for our work. Lying to yourself doesn't change that. I am asking whether you are willing to take a risk and change that, or live in submission for all time." Hela said coolly, making her growl at the unfortunate truth.

Death was the source of their powers, but that didn't mean they all appreciated her demands and orders.

"What did you have in mind?"

- Bonus Scene - Training -

"No! Ferra wants meat!" the tiny screaming creature yelled as she struggled against the black snakes binding her to the chair.

"No. You are a loli, you will eat cookies." Ophis ordered, pushing the baked treasure against the lolis mouth.

"No! Stupid dragon girl go die! Torr, Kill!" Ferra yelled, making the large hulking creature just... shrug helplessly as it stood in the corner of her room. "Torr! Crush, Crush! Smash stupid girl and nasty cookies!" Ferra screamed before she froze, pure malice filling the air as she turned back, meeting the cold, rage-filled eyes of Ophis, Lilith and Jack.

"Torr. Sit." Ophis growled, making the beast immediately sit down on the ground obediently. "Ferra, you are being recruited into the Cookie Brigade, this is non-negotiable. Eat the cookie." Ophis said, her tone almost completely blank with the slightest undercurrent of rage.

As the girl slowly opened her mouth, Ophis simply shoved the entire cookie, one larger than her hand, into the girl's mouth, sighing as Ferra bit her hand, spitting out the cookie as Lilith grabbed Jack and held her back as the stabby one tried to charge Ferra.

This one required... domesticating.

Torr was so much easier to train. She just slapped him a bit and then stared at him for a minute, then he stopped fighting and started to listen to her.

Pulling out the large boar steak she had the maids prepare, she placed it on the table making Ferra drool as her eyes locked onto it, struggling against her bindings to get to it.

"Good girls get treats. You are not a good girl." Ophis said simply as she pulled out the second massive hunk of boar meat, tossing it to Torr. "Torr is a good boy, so he gets fed." Ophis said, walking over and patting the large beast on the head as it started to eat the meal she gave it.

"Mhmm." Torr said happily.

"Torr! Traitor!" Ferra screamed as Ophis walked back over, pulling out another of her precious cookies. Training pets was hard and costly.

"Eat, properly." Ophis ordered, holding the cookie in front of Ferra's face with a stern glare. "Don't waste."

"...Then Meat?" Ferra asked, giving her a glare of suspicion.

"Then, meat." She confirmed.

Feeding pets was important in training them to obey.