Special: The Secret World of Destructress.

In the Age of Myth, the Emerald Sorciere of Enchantment stood alone, opposing her Age’s “Law and normalcy” to rule over land, man, and magic.

In the Eroica Age, the Crimson Sovereign and his would-be Queen faced, and bested Heroes… Both new and returning, and meddling Goddesses with the help of his knight, all while clashing against each other: the Sovereign courting her, in his cruel, possessive way, she defending her independence like a possessed beast.

But in the Age of Unification, Destructress has her court:

Her “Blackest Flower”… The pornographer who shall offer her the challenge and entertainment both crave… While their individual victims moan for their owners’ entertainment… The one who will entertain Destructress by besting and being bested by her… Every psychic invasion retaliated after a period of status quo, with a warping of reality where Bane becomes her toy, only to return to the status quo once the victor of the duel (and the loser) is satisfied… Again and again.

The one who will mind control the most beautiful, the most desirable and make them her porn stars for her own pleasure… And wedding gifts for her Bride-to-be… The Twin Angels, her wedding gift, an offering to the Destructress that is as they’re pleasured pleasures by their thralls…

Wallbreaker, her unbreakable battering ram… With fists and rod, she shall pierce all walls in the way of her obsession… Just like her predecessor ensured that nothing underserved wasted his Lord’s time, instead of fists like hammers, spear-like fists and cock will break every attempt to wall the cattle away from their rightful conquerors. Any feeble wall trying to protect the herd from its Queen will be publicly reshaped into a boi…

The one whose sole purpose is to pierce open Rainbow Green, not only to make her the ultimate boi for the Heiress of Might but as amusement to her Sovereign, in the meanwhile, her bois are a blockade to isolate her prey so she can make the only boi that would ever matter…

Her Techno witch… Techspair will ensure that the cattle have no secrets to hide from her… And the God Queen will satisfy the witch’s lust for coin gladly.

The one who will ensure Machines know the pecking order, under the vigilant gaze of Mommy Flower and the Last Son of Sangrotta…

And at the edges of dawn, the old age… The Matriarch of them all whether they know it or not… The one who snapped meddlesome Might’s neck and stole her earthly legacy to make it her harlot servant after the greed of mortals took her ultimate savior and lover… The matron, the crone, the hag… The Would-be bride of her predecessor…

The Gold standard of Villainous Divinity, even if it irks her…

The relic of Sangrotta… The last son of the country, the emperor of Evil, ruled… Tasked with one last task: protect his living heart and whatever she claims… But aware… And so unbelievably aroused by the heiress of his Lord as both man and living weapon, as she’s the almighty Sovereign in the most delicious flesh… One that can’t tempt even the one thing made for war.

And the Emerald one… She, the one who is two in one… Modern and ancient beyond the template… She will serve… She will toil… And if she behaves… Once myth and magic are tamed and Destructress’s to rule over… once the Empress in white is an Ancient God Queen… Both Sorciere and Lindsay might be rewarded and indulged… If not… They aren’t fit for the Flower’s thralls… But there’s always a need to reward the spear and make bois…

And StormStream… StormStream was never meant to be part of the White Empress’s court… It was never meant to be Rainbow Blue’s Destructress, Wallbreaker, Techspear, or Angelic Bane… It was meant to be but a black thing… Rainbow Blue is young; in time, there might rise someone who, in the God Queen’s opinion, will be adequate for her court… As StormStream, like every other black beast in this world… Like Rainbow Red… Only exists for the God Queen’s amusement through her suffering… That’s why she was cursed to run faster and faster, unable to stop until all tethers the black beast had to the Universe collapsed, and yet it kept running… Its fate is unknown to everyone but Destructress… Because no black thing has a place amongst the Court of the Empress of White… The black things exist to atone for Rahat’s sin of overachieving… Of eclipsing its natural superior… the woman that would become Destructress… And that amuses the Divine of Destruction…

Each of them is a Goddess and Queen of their Domain… Everyone with their heroic counterparts, their rivals… Their would-be prizes… Their objects of desire, for subjugation or destruction, only they know… Unknowingly laboring for, and dependent upon the will of the White God Empress herself…