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He slowly opened his eyes, still feeling the taste of blood on his teeth. He saw exacly what he was expecting - his legs, lying on the sand of the arena. He tried to move, but was unable to. His hands were already chained to the singular column in the middle of the field.
He knew that it would end like this from the moment he was captured by the worshippers of Miko. Her ships were blocking the port, Her fanatics were butchering the city. Some of them were really fast and were able to grab him before he had a chance to kill himself.
And now he, Jen Kumarbi, a warrior who started the rebellion against Goddess Miko, was placed in the middle of the arena. Unable to fight or move. He would probably be devoured by the beasts that will feast upon his flesh, making all the brainwashed masses on the tribune happy, that the enemy of their Owner was suffering.
But then he realised....the Arena was empty. There was almost noone. Just one person, sitting in the first row.
- Glad to see you are okay, Kumarbi. - the man said, watching the warrior with his one, purple eye. - I was afraid that you may die from the blood loss.
Jen took a few deep breaths. His dark-skinned, muscular body was shaking. Why? The fear was surely a factor, but the main reason lied elsewhere. It was the adrenaline.
Kumarbi spent weeks mostly destrying the shrines and monuments of Goddess Miko but now...that man that was sitting not so far from him....the silver hair....one purple eye and red eyepatch...it was surely Marekith de Slann, Her Hand and the leader of The Domain. Killing him would make a real difference in fight against Goddess Miko.
Of course the bald, heavily tatooed warrior had no chance now, but the premise was good enough for him to get exited.
- I guess I will live for quite some time, Lord Marekith. - Kumarbi said, smilling and looking around. - Especially taking into consideration that you forgot to bring guests for your little party.
- It's not a party. - Marekith quickly said, looking down at the rebel. - It's a trial. One that you can avoid if you now swear your absolute devotion to Goddess Miko, The Living Perfection.
Kumarbi laughted. He wasn't even going to consider that option.
- Use your mind, Marekith. - he answered. - Or at least as much of it as you can, now that that witch has it under her foot. I burned 22 of her temples and crushed 100 of her statues. You think I did all of that to suddenly become one of her lapdogs? I fought for the right of using free will. I won't abandon it. Not like this.
Marekith sighted emotionlessly. Since the birth of The Domain of Goddess Miko there were rebellions after rebellions, but the one started by Jen Kumarbi was special in a cultural sense. Kumarbi's rebels destroyed the biggest amount of buildings and artifacts that were connected with worship of Goddess Miko. No other force even came close to their achievements in that field. It's hard to say what kind of damage Jen could bring if his rebelion wasn't crushed so quickly.
- You claim to fight for the free will yet you used it to foolishly start a war against a bigger oponent. - Marekith said calmly. - And now you are using it again, to bring your own doom. I guess that means that we can start the trial.
- I despise you, Lord Marekith! - the warrior shouted. - I despise you and all you represent! You hold no jurisdiction over me!
- You are right. - Marekith said. - And that's why I won't be the one who seals your fate. You will be judged by someone else.
- I can't wait. - Kumarbi said, forcing himself to smile cheekly.
- You don't have to wait. - Marekith said, pointing at the sky. - She is already here.
Kumarbi saw as the sunlight that covered his body quickly vanished, but his forced smile still remained. Then, when he looked up, the mask of false confidence fell off, replaced by the pure horror that filled his soul.
The sun and the sky completely vanished. What he saw was just...otherworldly. Beyond his compherension. All he could feel was a terrefying presence preying down on him from the sky.
What was looking at him was certaintly not a face but something far more abstract.
Boundless.
Limitless.
Eternal.
It stretched farther than his eyes could see, as if it was one with the whole creation. The dying, corrupted stars, black holes and unimaginable, horryfic wonders of the universe were somehow transfering this being's consciousness...or at least that what Kumarbi felt.
His mouth opened in a voiceless scream as the sweat covered his body. He never felt so terrified in his life. Only now he fully understood how insignificant he really was. He, his dreams, his country and his planet were nothing compared to this incomprehensible monstrosity. He couldn't even bring himself to cry.
That hole, that realisation on just how unimportant every event in his life was and will always be, was too deep. He wished he could fet rid the part of his brain that held this knowledge now. He wanted to jump back into the lovely, comfortable ignorance.
But then it was all burned out by another wave of fear. Another realisation came. He and his species were nothing compared to the being that was hanging above him. His whole planet wasn't even an ash in a vast space that it toyed with. And yet somehow...
It studied him from an impossible distance, and he felt the sharp edge of the gaze cut through him, piece by piece. It was angry at him. The power that was so much above him in every sense of this word wanted his doom.
Kumarbi moved his head, his face pointing right in the place where Marekith was sitting. But their eyes didn't met. Marekith gulped. Jen's eyes were black, completely drained and dead. They served it's purpose. All the fluids were turned into a red stream, that was falling through his cheeks.
- Help...me...- he whispered, with the voice that wasn't his.
And then the giant beam of pure light hitted the arena. The pure power that this impossible intelligence threw was enough to completely burn the whole world. Yet the act was focused only on this small part of the arena. The flames didn't do any more damage - they wouldn't dare to disobey their Goddess.
Kumarbi's body was turned into ash in a fragment of a femtosecond. The ash was then burned all over again. There was nothing left of him. And yet he fell the pain. A milion lifetimes of unbroken suffering filled the remains of his soul, letting him taste the small portion of Goddess' distaste.
The psychic backlash of his fate waved throught the minds of every citizen. Every person that lived in The Domain of Goddess Miko could see the fate, that She bestowed upon the rebelious leader.
Tens of millions of souls in every part of the empire suddenly fell on their faces, declarying their absolute love and loyalty to one and only Goddess of The Sun. They were nothing, mere bugs that existed to crawl under Her foot. And they were ready to punish anyone that thought otherwise.
Marekith was so close to the wall of light that he should have been obliterated soon after the warrior. But he was untouched, the energy of that blast only brushed his silver hair.
He fell on his knee and closed the eye.
- A wonderful act of superiority, Goddess Miko. - Marekith said.
From the godly fire she emerged. The blond hair, created from the light of the most beautiful stars. The Blue eyes that burned with the true essence of life. The perfect body, that ruled the dreams of octillions of beings.
She was flying above him, looking down at her toy. The wall of light slowly started dissapearing. But the sweet screams of suffering, that only she could hear, remained. And will remain for as long as she wished.
- Of course it was, slave. - she said, still flying above him. - It was hardly any effort for me but I presume that it was quite....- she licked her lips with satisfaction. - astonishing for pathetic mortals. You may raise your head, pet.
He quickly done that and his eye met the Goddess' perfect foot, flying right next to his nose. He immadietely grabbed it and started kissing with loyalty and affection.
- Thank you for showing us your power, Goddess Miko. - Marekith said between kisses.
- Don't mention it, pet. - she said, kicking him in the face so hard he fell on the floor.
He quickly ran back and continued worshipping, showring the top of her milky foot in adoring kisses as if he was thankfull to recieved a kick from it. For Mikos slaves there was truly no better taste than the bare skin of her foot.
- That's enough for now. - Goddess said, flying high above her pet's reach. - Go back to the country, work as hard as you always do.
- Yes, Goddess. - he answered, standing up. - May I ask when can we see your beauty again?
She smiled.
- Who knows? - Miko said, looking down at her pet. - For now I want to take a little... - she blinked. - trip.
When she finished this sentence, she was already somewhere else. Milion lightyears away from the planet Giltena. On the world so similar to that other but more special.
On the first planet in this Galaxy that she conquered, where she left The Throne that was previously on her precious Solaris for milenia.



Goddess Miko moved slowly and elegantly through the forest. Each of her steps was both mesmerizing and Intimenating, her movement alone was on the level impossible to achieve for any mortal being.
The plants and animals around moved back with respect and adoration.
Miko didn't remember exacly why she left The Throne on this world. She rarely moved something from her home planet Solaris, mostly because anything there was perfect, exacly as she envisioned. Her aura was filling it, the entire world was shaped and enslaved by her will. Maybe she wanted so see those bugs' faces? To watch as mortals bow before mere piece of furniture only because she placed her divine body upon it numerous times?
Yes, that was probably it.
As far as she knew, The Throne was still at the top of the special podium. The Governor of this world assured her numerous times, that he used all of his power to protect this saint artifact. She was about to find out if he was telling the truth. If not, then she would crush him under the weight of her power.
Come to think of it, who was governing this world now? Was it still Aramo? His son? His grandson? Mortal lifespan was a joke, they were such pathetic, fragile bugs...wasting time to check if their slaves are still alive wasn't really in her interest.
Miko stopped her train of thinking, when she saw the main gate that leading to the city of Babillia, where her temple was placed. She saw hundrets of people, moving in and out of it. Many of them probably came here from the edges of this planet, just to pray in that temple.
Just as it should be.
Miko smiled and moved out of the forest, placing her perfect feet on the road.



The sun suddenly went dark. The large object covered it's light, nearly turning the brightest of days into a sudden night. People were confused - was it Eclipse already? And if so, why now?
The questions were left withouth the answer as the new source of light grabbed everyones attention. The sun manifested again, this time on the ground.
Goddess Miko moved with her typhical, celestial fashion, bathing with the light that her body generated. One second was enough for people to fall on their knees before Her. Her light brought the deep relaxation and the sight of her body - an indescribable amount of pleasure.
Masses started drooling and crying, seeing their Goddess Miko. The one and only diety that they ever worshipped. Their minds willingly went blank. There was no need to think when Goddess Miko was around.
She kept moving throught the city and even-growing army of faithful slaves moved right behind her. Some were moving on their knees, praying for this experience to last endlessly. Others were crawling, like a bugs that they will always be for someone so superior.
Goddess of The Sun kept moving, seemingly not caring about the army that obediently moved behind her. As far as she was concerned they were doing exacly what they were supposed to do - following her faithfully, worshipping the ground she stepped upon. It was way more than they deserved.
Worshippers knew it too well. They were just Her slaves and playthings, ready to give their souls for this absolute perfection. She was above them in every possible way. She was their Goddess, the force of nature....no....she was what nature desperately wanted to imitate. One word and they would be ready to lap at her feet. Another and they would gladly kill themselves. It wouldn't matter if that's a well-thought order or a simple whim.
Then Goddess of the Sun stopped and so all Her followers.
Miko looked up. The temple was pretty high and it's numerous stairs led right to the artifact that she was looking for. Her chair. The Throne.
And a little guardian that was sitting right next to it. A blond-haired female in a white, thick armour, with a long, yellow sword that had a green diamond inside it. Miko could feel a weird energy, coming from that girl. Like a thousands voices, waiting to be released from one throat.
She smiled. Her slave-governor did his homework.
- Who are you? - the guardian asked, slowly standing, ready to use her sword in every moment.
Miko almost laughted. It was more than obvious who she was.
The sun appeared again and it's light danced around Miko's body. Her worshippers quickly fell on their faces, feeling unworthy of seeing such spectacle.
- I am Goddess Miko. - she answered, with a sweetest of voices. - Your Goddess Miko. The Goddess of the Sun. The Owner of Your Souls. You were created to guide my possesion. I am probably the only reason you were ever born. - she smiled, playing with her hair a little. - Crawl to my feet, little girl and maybe I will-
Then something bizzare happened. The guardian girl dissapeared but when Miko looked down, she saw her...right there. Mere centimeters from Goddess' body.
And it wasn't all. That yellow sword penetrated Miko's belly. She was attacked!
Not harmed, such a pathetic, barbaric strike wouldn't be enough to harm her but still...someone dared to attack her.
The guardian girl, seeing that her attack didn't do any damage, grabbed the sword and jumped a few meters back.
Few slaves that dared to raise their head were in complete shock. There was no blood and the wound on Goddess' body quickly dissapeared but...to think that someone would be so foolish? So evil? To attack Goddess Miko was the highest blasphemy! The sickest act possible.
Goddess wasn't angry. Just curious.
- You didn't kneel. - Miko said, surprised. - You came so close to me and still resisted. That happens. But to attack me? - Miko couldn't help but smile. The whole situaion was just ridiculous. - Your superior Goddess?
- My name is Timra. - she said, pointing her sword in Goddess' direction. - I am the 100th Guardian of The Holy Throne. The souls of 99 previous guardians are living in my body. None of them acknowledges you!
The situation became even more laughtable. To question her celestial divinity? How can anyone be this stupid?
And then she realised...maybe she wasn't that stupid. There were people in the past that resisted her. This girl has something she doesn't want to give up.
She was the Guardian of The Holy Throne. She was protecting the only connection that this planet had with Beloved Goddess Miko. That's a position that gave her a lot of authority. Part of this girl must see that she is standing before One and Only Goddess Miko. It's her ambition that is blinding her.
That's why mortals were so entertaining. And pathetic.
- Why should I care about their opinions? - Miko asked playfully. - You attacked your Goddess. You will be punished. But first I want you to realise how much you deserved this punishment.
Timra grimmed, spitting on the ground.
- You are way too arrogant to be Goddess Miko! - she shouted. - Goddess Miko stepped upon this land when it was still besieged by untold monstrosities. She brought back the light, when numerous generations knew only the darkness. She cleansed the swamp-oceans with her divine aura! She gave us the future and killed all the beasts! She did it all for us! A being of such pure goodness can't be you.
Miko blinked a few times.
- Maybe she really is stupid. - Goddess thought.
Of course some of what that girl just said was true. When she first came upon this world, the entire planet was in way worse shape. The untold, bug-like creatures were rulling it all, praying upon defensless humans. The world was covered in swamps, cocoons and darkness. She changed that.
But she obviously did that for her own benefit. The creatures that were on this planet before were to...bizzare for her. Their worship would have been worthless. Killing them was way funnier. The only reason why she used the opportunity to help humans was because she wanted toys and worshippers.
It should be obvious! The Celestial Goddess doing something for such pathetic, unworthy mortals?! How could anyone be so selfish and foolish to even think such thoughts?!
Miko was sure that she will enjoy punishing that stupid cunt and every soul that lived inside her.
Goddess of The Sun wanted to add something but before she had chance, Timra dissapeared again. This time Miko found the yellow blade in her chest, right between her breasts. Althought the sword penetrated her fully, there was still no blood.
Now Miko started getting annoyed.
- Why would anyone think that I could be killed? - she asked, looking down at her oponent.
Timra quickly removed the sword out of Miko's body and with angry grim prepared to attack again.
- I will show you why! - the guardian shouted.
Then she attacked, with a speed and strength rarely seen among mortals.
- Enough. - Miko whispered.
The power of the whisper that went out of her mouth were more powerful than anything Timra could master. The sonic wave that this one word generated was great enought to throw guardian's body a few meters away. She would probably fly even farther if her body didn't hit the stairs.
Timra shouted with pain, spitting the blood from her mouth. All souls in her body screamed the same message - that being may truely be Goddess Miko. A quick analyse was all that they needed to see that her mere whisper dwarfed all the power that The Guardians of The Holy Throne had.
To think about what would happen if she showed more power was a terrifing possibility.
Timra managed to stand up, slowly coming closer to her oponent. She wasn't going to capitulate yet. Her whole body screamed with pain but her pride and ambition pushed her to make this last effort.
- Die you ridiculous monster! - Timra shouted and the green diamond in her sword awekened.
The wave of energy pushed through nearby reality again. After a second, the power of The Secret Gem rewrote the laws of this universe once more.
Timra looked around. She couldn't feel the air. The sound that her movements made were distant. All people around, Miko included, froze.
The time stopped.
Timra forced herself to run in Miko's direction. When the time stopped, The Guardian was always unaffected, but she couldn't speak or breathe until it moved again.
She swinged her sword, aiming for Miko's neck. Previous attacks were far from perfect, but severing her head should prove to be more effective.
The swing was done but...Miko's body dissapeared! Timra was shocked, it simply vanished before her eyes! Her sword went through nothing.
- My my my... - Timra could hear the sweet voice all around her. She looked around, not understanding what's going on. - Time Manipulation? Really? I have to punish whoever gave something so complicated to such pathetic beings.
The beam of light appeared behind Timra's back. She quickly moved around, to find Goddess Miko, completely unaffected by the timestop. The girl simply couldn't believe her eyes.
- I just hope it wasn't given to you by my Older Sisters. - Miko said with a triumfant smile on her face. - Time Manipulation is something that Erima would probably enjoy to a degree...
- I...Impossible! - Timra screamed in her mind. - It can't be right! It must be an illusion! Only the owners of The Secret Gem could move in the world of stopped time!
Miko laughted with amusement, clearly able to hear that girl's thoughts.
- I don't need to cast illusions on you, foolish girl. - Miko proclaimed and then looked at Guardian's legs. Before Timra realised, she was on her knees, helpless before a Superior Celestial Diety. - Your mind is an open book that I can rewrite if I want. But I just feel that humiliating you is way better.
Timra's body started shaking uncontrollably. The souls in her body kept telling her that she was shaking from the pure fear, that her inability to stand up caused but she knew that wasn't the main reason.
No mortal being could stand before Goddess Miko without falling ubder the speel of her beauty. She was an arousing perfection and her one word could turn Timra into a devoted lesbian, even if she never liked girls.
But for now, the combined power of so many souls was able to shrug off those feelings. She needed to think fast. There wasn't much more air in her lungs.
- You thought that the time was above me? - Miko taunted her kneeling enemy. - Ridiculous. Show me how bad you feel by bowing before my superior power, girl.
Timra was trying to fight her body, but the mental force of a spoken order by Goddess Miko was too strong. Soon all she could see was the ground, because she was fully bowing before a being that was infinitely more powerful that she could imagine.
- Now...- Miko said, licking her lips. - The time shall move again.
The reality submitted to Miko's wishes. Everything went back to normal.
Timra started breathing heavily, completely abandonig her hope. At this point she wasn't even that surprised, that Goddess could effortlessly cancel the ability that The Secret Gem granted.
People that were bowing around would probably be surprised about this whole situation, if their minds weren't solely focused on worshipping of Goddess Miko. As long as they did that, nothing was questionable.
Miko came closer to Timra, standing above her. The Guardian and souls inside her were ready to die. They attacked their Goddess due to their own selfish reasons. They kept too much faith in The Secret Gem. But they weren't willing to beg. There was much to regret but apologizing was unncessary. All that they could do was to die with at least some dignity.
Miko put her foot really low and kicked Timra's bowing face so hard, that the girl was pulled a meter in the air. Her nose busted with blood and the first bruises started already appearing. Despite the pain, Timra found herself feeling pleasure in herself, reciving a kick fron her Mistress.
When she hitted the ground she fell on her knees, breathing heavily. The tears started falling from her eyes.
- There is nothing we could have done. - all the souls thought. - She is above and beyond us.
Miko raised her hand and Timra closed her eyes, ready to be burned into dust. But then Goddess surprised her again. Celestial Diety grabbed that girl's chin, pulled it up and then gave the absolute, passionate kiss.
Timra quickly opened her eyes, not beliving what was happening. Before she fully realised that Miko's lips were connected with her own and that the holy tongue was rubbing all over her cheeks, it was too late.
The light completely covered her  body, mind and souls.
The heavy armour that she was wearing quickly started to melt, just like every cloth that Timra was wearing under it. Her skin was uneffected by that heat but it was soon comletely exposed.
- No...I don't wa...- that's how many thoughts the proud warrior was able to produce before it was over.
The light rewrote her mind completely. All her dignity, ambitions and thoughts didn't matter anymore.
Timra's soul and the souls of all the provious Guardians were completely overwhelmed by that holy light. There were now Her property and they loved it.
In the exact moment when the entire brainwashing was complete, when the "new" Timra was able to fully realise what a honour she was given, Goddess Miko cruelly pushed her on the ground, leaving only the slighest of memories about this moment.
But it was enough. Timra lied on the ground, completely naked and exposed. Her body shaked, as the shots of those memories started overwhelming her mind. Her breasts bounced shameleslly and her legs started moving madly in the air and she cried in joy.
- Goddess Miko!! - she screamed so hard that she almost hitted the limits of her throat. - Goddess Miko!! Goddess Miko!! Goddess Miko!! Goddess Miko!! Goddess Miko!!
Miko mentally allowed her worshippers to raise their bowing heads and focus on that naked, cumming slut on the ground. Soon on the ground around her became wet from the sweat and juices but it didn't stop her. She didn't care that others were watching...unless that was the will of her Goddess, then she was more than happy to be humiliated. And althought many followers were really turned on by what they saw, the message was clear. Timra was now the lowest of the low. A slave to the kiss that she will never receive again.
Miko proudly took the yellow sword from the ground and teleported it to Solaria. She needed to analyze that artifact later. Until then...
- Way better, little slut. - Goddess procilaimed, looking down at this cumming mess. - But maybe some people didn't catch that. So tell them. Who am I?
- Goddess Miko!!! - she shouted even harder, shakingly crawling in her diety's direction, still cumming. - Goddess Miko!!! Goddess Miko!!! - she kept shouting, crawling right to Her perfect feet. - Her throat gave up. She hitted the limit and almost ripped it in half. But she still tried to scream the name of her one and only Goddess. - G...hekhe...heee....
As she tried to scream again, the drop of her saliva fell on Miko's foot. Goddess was very pleased - another non-believer turned into a toy so pathetic that even other mortals looked down upon it. And all of that just from a short kiss?
Miko smiled, remebering all the things that she did with her Celestial Sisters that would blow those mortals' minds. If a short kiss was all that was needed to enslave that sow's mind, then how could mortals claim that they are not pathetic? She did way more than that with Lillian and the results were...much different.
They were probably other proves of mortal's inferiority but Miko was sure to remeber this one.
- Clean. - that's all that Miko said tho her newest fanatic. She didn't deserve more.
Another orgasm almost broke Timra's body in half, but she obeyed. She bowed before perfect feet and gave a long lick intended to erase all the drops.
And Goddess' skin was...delicious. Just a taste of it was enough to make her mind work again - but only so it could fantasize about it. Every cell in Timra's body existed solely to serve Miko. Her mind was filled with images of sustaining itself only by worshipping of her feet, legs, breasts, anything Goddess wanted. Nothing else mattered, only serving and worshipping.
Timra raised her head, letting another wave of orgasms run through her. Then she took out her tongue to start licking again but...her body dissapeared.
Miko moved to her chair, nearly cracking up with laughter. At the highest point of that slut's devotion, in the moment of her absolute joy, Goddess Miko teleported Timra many kilometers away, all naked and tired to death.
What could happen next? Would that foolish girl rest lie in the forest, cumming and worshipping the memories until her body dehydrolyzed? Would she outright kill herself, unable to imagine the world withouth Miko's light? Or maybe she will run back here, desperate to see her Goddess of The Sun before Miko teleports away? And if that's the case, will she be fast enough, now that her body became ravaged by constant orgasms? Or maybe she will be stopped by some horny hunters, who will use her defensless body for their own pleasure?
Time will tell.
For now, Miko went through the stairs, with the same style and mind-melting elegancy as before. Untold pair of eyes were watching her as she came closer and closer to her main objective. The chair that she left here. One that mortals were worshipping with such devotion.
There was no smile when she sat, just a cold, dominating face. Her aura bursted with untold power, overwhelming the minds of not only everyone in the city, but the whole planet.
The absolute light burned itself inside those minds. All people now knew that Goddess Miko, One and Only, came upon this world. Those who saw her now quickly started praying and crying, greateful that they could lay eyes upon such perfection.
- Oh Goddess! - screamed some people. - Bless Us!
- We can die peacefully now! - thought the others.
- Goddess Miko! - shouted the masses, as those two wrods were the only words they could produce right now.
- We shall obey and worship you! - yet others screamed.
- Her aura is such divine! - said one person.
And soon all minds started moaning one word. One that all could perfectly understand. One that clearly showed their devotion to their Owner.
- Goddess! - they moaned. - Goddess! Goddess! Goddess!
At this point Miko allowed herself to show a little smirk. Mortals were pathetic but at least those understood their place. She showed it to them.

And it was still way more than they deserved.