Daniel was sipping a cup of coffee in his favorite cafe. A laptop opened in front of him. He was opening a document. A blank page of document. No words were typed there yet. It had been an hour since he opened the doc. Daniel was a young man full of aspiration. He aspired to be a writer. He had many ideas in his head. Too many that he didn’t know which one he would write first, but he already dreamed that he would be a successful writer. Literally and figuratively. The night he turned 18th. He began to have this strange dream about being a writer. He was out there, sometimes in the park, sometimes in some hotel lobby, sometimes in a mall, sometimes in the cafe like he was now. He had a blank book and pen in his hand. He wrote various stories from fantasy, romance, cyberpunk, horror, to even erotic. And moments later, the event in the dream world would unfold just like the story he was just written. For Daniel, the dream gave him confidence that he could write a story so good that the reader would want to live and experience the world he wrote. He never thought that he really had the power to make what he wrote come true. He had written several short stories before but no reality changing event took place. But he was wrong and underestimated himself.

Daniel put down his cup of coffee. He had decided what he would write. Rather than just sticking to one setting, he decided to be bold. He had a lot of ideas, so what if he made them all into one setting. A fusion of genre that would be so fresh to read. He was confident that this was the right direction that he should take.

So, what should I start first? The world? The characters? He contemplated which approach of writing that he would use and then decided to write a character-driven story.

Now, the question: What kind of characters that would hook the reader to his story? The young writer asked himself. Flawless hero with superpower? There has been a lot of that kind of character lately but having no flaws made the character just one dimensional. He shook his head and threw the flawless hero ideas away. He should write a character with a depth of personality, that the character wasn’t just the surface they show but there was more of what they show underneath it. For it, they needed a backstory.

Daniel looked at his surroundings for inspiration. He observed the people in the cafe. Especially the women. He loved taking references from real people around him. It made him have an easier time to imagine how his character would move and act.

He looked at an older man and a young teenage girl at the next table. Probably a father and daughter. A happy, harmonious family. But that would be boring for the story. There would be no reason for the character to have a journey when they were happy and content with their life. Only if there was a conflict would a story progress.

What if they weren’t truly a father and daughter? A light bulb turned on in his mind. He thought he just got his first characters for the story.

Daniel decided to create Thomas, the character he took references from the old man and Samantha, the old man’s daughter. Thomas and Samantha Birch. The name just felt right on Daniel’s mind.

Thomas and Samantha weren’t real father and daughter. Though Thomas didn’t know it. His wife was a two faced slut, she looked innocent in front of Thomas, but actually quite a cheating slut behind his back. His wife was cheating behind his back with his old enemy, her true lover. From those affairs, his wife was pregnant with Samantha. He had some doubt regarding his daughter but he decided to trust his wife that Samantha was really his child. Thomas wasn’t your ordinary man. He worked as a high-ranking manager of one of the city’s big investment firms. He was loaded with money, but not all of it was earned legally. He may look like a kind old man in front of his family, but he was a ruthless man for others. He bribes, blackmails, and even would go as far as hiring a hitman if it meant that his project would be successful. His old enemy, his wife’s affair partner, was killed by the hitman Thomas hired. His wife knew the truth, and was holding a deep grudge against her husband. She was thirsty for vengeance, but she was also a cowardly bitch that was afraid of how ruthless his husband was and also afraid to lose the wealth he gave her. And thus, the mission of vengeance fell on Samantha’s shoulder. Her mother had told her the truth, that her ‘father’ killed her ‘real’ father. She had indoctrinated Samantha, taught her to act like a lovely and docile daughter in front of Thomas, but she was a hidden snake waiting for a chance to strike the man. But the more Samantha knew about her ‘father’, the more Samantha knew that Thomas wasn’t as simple as he looked, and her quest of vengeance would be a hard and arduous one. One mistake and god knows how she would end up. She decided the safest way to do it was to seduce her ‘father’, if she could be her ‘woman’, she would have more time with him, and more time mean more chance to sabotage him without him knowing. Someday, she would be able to avenge her real father. Unbeknown to her, Thomas received a message from his trusted aide early this morning, telling him about Samantha’s origin. He was angry at the betrayal of his wife and daughter, but his aide advised him to not go on killing spree. There was a better way to make his wife and daughter pay for their mistake. To ruin their life, and make their life worse than death.

Daniel finished writing the introduction to the character. This backstory would send Samantha on a journey of vengeance. It would take several chapters for her to finally be able to beat Thomas in his ‘game’ with the difference of resource and power. But avenging his father would not be the end, instead it was a start, she would find that Thomas was also manipulated by someone. Thomas was just a ‘mini boss’. There is someone out there that used them as a chess piece. The real mastermind. Someone powerful playing god and loves to mess with other lives.

What Daniel didn’t notice was the change of expression of the older man and his daughter at the next table. They were Thomas and Samantha Birch. Their genuine smile of enjoyment turned into a forced one as their memory was replaced, corrupted, or removed, one at a time to follow what Daniel just wrote. Later that day, Samantha would seduce Thomas and beg him to make her a woman. His woman. By the end of the day, their reality would match the backstory he created for them and became the character in Daniel’s story. Their lives trajectory would follow what Daniel wrote for them. Until Daniel wrote more about them, Samantha would always try to seduce Thomas but would be unable to execute any of her vengeance plans as it wasn’t written yet.

Thomas and Samantha were just the first. Daniel looked around once more. His attention was grabbed by the group of nuns who passed the cafe.

Extraordinary nuns often become fans’ favorites. Daniel decided to get one for his story.

The group of nuns had their faces suddenly caked with thick makeup, only one nun had her face bare, Sister Margaretha. Sister Margaretha is a nun from the Convent of Holy Beacon. Her face was beautiful even without makeup on her face. Their group of nuns was just an ordinary ever-helpful nun. They returned to their convent after they finished their cookie sale. As they arrived at the convent, the group of nuns was greeted by the convent elderly mother superior, Mother Josephene dressed like a washed-up whore with her dressed in skimpy pothole dress. The only nun element left on her was her veil, but it made her look like some kind of slutty freak. Sister Margaretha expected chaos and shock but her fellow sister didn’t seem to react badly to how Mother Josephene dressed.

“What are you waiting for, sluts?” Mother Josephene asked them in a stern voice.

Her fellow sisters started to undress their nun garb on the spot. Underneath their garb were various kinds of slutty lingerie or BDSM harnesses. All of them had a dildo jammed into their pussy.

Sister Margaretha took a few steps back, she couldn’t believe what she saw. She believed that this must be the devil's work. But she would soon realize it was literal. As she turned around to escape, she was met with a fiery gaze from a woman. The woman’s skin was black like a graphite. Her eyes were blood red. Her red hydrant hair was neatly combed to the back. She was naked. Down there, in the place of her clitoris, was a huge man’s cock. It was easy to tell that the woman wasn't an ordinary human.

Her mind was flooded with memory. The woman’s name was Zuzu. She was a devil from hell. She remembered that Zuzu was possessing a girl named Sasha. Sasha’s family was still an acquaintance of her, they were asking for help. She still remembered how Sasha’s sister call her and said that ‘her sister was possessed by the devil, she corrupted their parents. Please help us.’ She came to their house alone to check the situation before calling others to help. When Sister Margaretha arrived there, she only found Sasha laid unconscious on the floor but couldn’t find the rest of her family.

If she really was possessed by the devil, bringing her to such a holy place like the convent might be the correct answer. Sister Margaretha thought. The nun then brought the unconscious girl back to the convent. But her decision was the start of a long nightmare. It was a ploy of Zuzu to bring her to the convent. They thought they had exorcized the devil, but it was just a devil trick. The devil started to corrupt the convent. It was brutally fast with them unable to resist. The once pious nun became whorish sluts once they were in the convent, but when they go out, they will don their robe and act like their previous self. The devil seems to spare Sister Margaretha from corruption to play with her. The only thing Zuzu did to her was to seal her memory when she went outside, and made her obvious to the change of her fellow sisters’ behavior. She would only remember about Zuzu and the corruption she caused when she was inside the convent. It was a game between them. It would be a long fight. Zuzu wanted Sister Margaretha to surrender herself voluntarily. And Sister Margaretha would try to exorcize the devil and freed her convent. But like Thomas, the devil Zuzu was just part of a small piece of the puzzle. Sister Margaretha would find out that even if she exorcizes Zuzu, her convent would not be freed from the corrupting influences and began her journey to find the real mastermind.

Daniel felt proud of what he wrote. The backstory of Sister Margaretha was even more detailed than Thomas and Samantha. Daniel was unaware that he just doomed a convent full of good nuns into a den of sin. Later that day, the convent would use their coffers to order various slutty lingerie and even went into debt. By the end of day, the sisters in the convent of holy beacon would have their first lesbian orgy.

Maybe one more. Daniel thought. He looked around again for inspiration. His focus was broken by a yell from a girl. There was a fight between a man and two girls. Daniel could easily tell that one of the girls was probably a lesbian because of how she looked. One girl looked like your typical butch lesbian with blue short pixie-cut hair and toned body, and the other girl was a feminine looking buxom blonde.

“She don’t want to be with you anymore, fuck off, you abusive jerk.” Said the butch lesbian.

“You should that fuck off, you are a bad influence on her, you dyke! It is not your place to meddle in our relationship!” Replied the man.

Before the fight could escalate further, the bartender stopped them. She kicked the two out of the cafe until they settled their problem outside. The feminine blonde girl was still on her table, waiting for either of them to come back.

The fight gave Daniel inspiration. I think I’m lacking an anti-hero character. Character that morality is so questionable but still do it for good. The man started typing on his keyboard again.

James finally tracked his girlfriend's whereabouts. Lately, her girlfriend has been acting weirdly, and a few days ago, she suddenly broke up with him. Saying that her eyes were opened now and calling her a misogynist jerk. Well, she wasn’t completely wrong. James was quite a traditional man who thought women belonged in the home, while men provided for them. He was controlling, but he also doted on her. Never once did he act rough to his girlfriend, Julia. Calling him a misogynist was one thing, but calling him a jerk was a little overboard. James knew that something was fishy happening to his girlfriend. He was gathering some information, and found out that Julia was meeting this one butch girl several times two weeks ago, it matched with when Julia started to behave strangely around him. He got a feel that this butch dyke named Ray was behind this. He started to track Ray’s whereabouts, and today, he got a message from a mysterious number that Ray and Julia were together in a cafe nearby . The message also came with some cryptid instruction he didn’t understand. Nonetheless, he quickly went to the cafe to confront the two. Before he and Ray broke out in a fight, the bartender kicked them. The two had agreed to settle their fight outside.

They went to the cafe’s back alley.

“Tell me, what did you do to Julie? What did you tell her so she broke up with me?” James asked the dyke.

“I just tell her the truth. She is better with a woman. A control freak like you don’t deserve her. Worry not, she is happy with me. And I will make you understand so you don’t bother us anymore, your nasty cock is better to be caged forever anyway. Look at me!” The dyke had a smug smile on her face. The white on her eyes grew dark, as her irises glowing with yellow color. For James, his surroundings felt like it was swallowed by pitch-black darkness, and the only source of light was the dyke’s eyes. The darkness started to rob him of his five senses, but he recalled the cryptid instruction that came with the message. Bring a pocket mirror. Use it to reflect the light. He understood what it meant now and took out a small mirror from his pocket before all his senses were swallowed by the darkness.

James opened his eyes, he was no longer in the darkness. He saw the dyke bitch standing still. Her mouth gape a little. Her eyes were dull.

“What was that? What the hell are you trying to do to me?” He asked her.

“I’m trying to hypnotize you. The mirror made my power backfired on me.” The blue haired woman answered in a monotone voice.

“Hypnotize me with your power? Who the fuck are you?”

“I’m Ray. I’m a high-ranking mistress of League of Mistress.”

“League of Mistress? Never hear of it.”

“It is a secret organization founded by several female dominatrix with mind control power. Our goal is to control all the pretty women in this country and topple the current government to bring a Matriarchy based government.”

“So, there are more bitches with similar powers out there other than you. Did you also hypnotize my girlfriend? What are you planning to do with her?”

“Yes, I implant the seed of lesbianism in her mind. Made her start to hate men. My power actually can turn her to hate men directly, but I choose to take time with Julia because I need to make sure to tie the loose end first so it looks natural because I will bring her in my harem and to be our agent fighting the patriarchy.”

“And what are you going to me?”

“I will make an inferior man like you worship me. I will make you lick my boots, because it is your place. You will also send me most of your money from now on. I will then send you away to buy a small cock cage that you will use to lock your cock in. You will fantasize about licking my boots every night, you will turn on by it, but never having any release.” Ray explained her wicked plan.

“Fuck you and your League of Mistress. I have a better idea. You want to topple patriarchy? No, you will be a gender traitor and an agent of patriarchy. You will work for me. You will call me The Patriarch, I’m your master. Together we will rehabilitate your League of Mistress so they know the wrongness of their view like what I did to you.”

“Yes, Master.”

James pulled his pants down. “Now complete your submission by worshipping a man cock that you hate. After that you should bring Julia here, I don’t want to program her to turn her back to normal. With you here, I can program her to be my ideal woman, into someone who was so into worshipping men and understood their place as a woman. Not only Julia, but I heard you have a harem. I want them too.”

“Yes, Master.” The muscular dyke kneeled before James and kissed his cock.

That day, the supervillain, the Patriarch was born. Calling him supervillain was wrong because The Patriarch's goal was to dismantle the League of Mistress, another villainous organization that goal was to change the country’s government. He thought of himself as an anti-hero. But James never forgot about the message. Who was the one who sent him the message? Was he just a tool used by the mastermind?

Daniel stretched his hand. He was done with the first batch of the character’s origin and backstory. It was the time to finally flesh them more with story. But suddenly his phone rang. It was from his friend.

“Hey, Dan, do you want to play League?” Asked his friend

“Count me in. I will be online very quickly.”

Despite having great aspiration, young Daniel was a procrastinator that was easily distracted. He saved the document and closed it. Maybe he would continue his story some other day, but right now, the man had a game to play.

Meanwhile, for James and Ray. The League of Mistress, of course, didn’t exist in real life, but because of Daniel’s power, some women all over the country got changed to fit the criteria of League of Mistress’ high-ranking executives. Ray was just an ordinary lesbian butch; she didn’t hypnotize Julia but seduce her normally. But it started to change. She started to recall thing differently, that she had hypnotic eyes and she had hypnotized several women with her eyes and made them her slutty lesbian thrall. She then looked at James. She wanted to try her power at the man. It would end up just like the backstory Daniel wrote for the two of them. James would deflect her hypnosis power and then named himself The Patriarch, while Ray became his weapon to bring the League of Mistress to their knees. A long battle between The Patriarch and League of Mistress would happen while James the Patriarch also started to uncover the truth about the mastermind that seemed to control their battle.

THE END?