Far above the surface of Earth, amidst the vast expanse of the universe, Kyla-El soared through the cosmos. Her powerful Kryptonian physique, now augmented by Raven's divine essence, made her feel invincible. The stars blurred past her as she moved with incredible speed, her eyes scanning the sectors ahead. She had been given an important task—one that Raven entrusted only to her. The final remnants of resistance in the galaxy would fall under her gaze, and her presence would assert Raven's dominion far beyond Earth.
Kyla-El couldn't help but think back to her former self—Clark Kent, Superman. The Man of Steel had once fought to protect the universe, to ensure peace and justice. But now, as Kyla-El, her purpose was different. Raven had opened her eyes to a new reality, a reality where submission to power and domination was the ultimate truth. She had accepted it, embraced it even, and now her cosmic power far exceeded anything she could have ever imagined as Superman.
With a faint smile on her lips, Kyla-El slowed down as she approached her destination—a distant galaxy on the fringe of the known universe. The cosmic waves in this sector had been restless, with reports of uprisings and attempts to rebel against Raven's growing influence. This would not stand, and Kyla-El was here to ensure that any resistance would be crushed.
Efforts to contact the Justice League had been sent, but no response. Pleas and cries for help were sent to the police of the universe, the Green Lanterns, but there was no help; rather, they were met with the opposite. Nabu, who wanted to help, was a shell of his former self and could only wait for Raven to leave the earth before he chose a new champion again.
As she neared the system, a fleet of starships appeared on her radar, blocking her path, appearing at the speed of light as she trespassed a warzone. The fleet's design was familiar—an alliance of different species that had banded together, hoping to prevent Raven's reign from reaching their corner of the galaxy. Their ships glimmered with energy shields and advanced weaponry, but Kyla-El's confidence did not waver. These mortals had no idea what kind of power they were up against.
A communication signal blared in her ear, the voice on the other end distorted and urgent. "Halt! You are entering restricted space. Turn back now, or we will engage!"
Kyla-El couldn't help but chuckle softly, her lips curling into a smirk. "Restricted space?" she mused aloud. "You misunderstand. There is no place in this universe that is restricted to me… or my goddess." With cosmic powers at her beck and call, she could easily project her words into their thoughts and in languages they understood.
Without another word, she surged forward, the energy around her body crackling with raw power. The starships opened fire, but their blasts barely grazed Kyla-El's invulnerable form. She moved through the fleet like a comet, her fists crashing through the hulls of ships with ease. One after another, the starships exploded in her wake, their debris scattered across the void of space.
As she hovered amidst the wreckage, her eyes flashed red. She could see the fragments of the ships, still floating in the void. For a moment, Kyla-El hesitated, her mind recalling the kindness she once carried as Superman—the desire to spare life, to find an alternative to destruction. Her hands clenched at her sides as conflicting emotions surged within her.
But then, she remembered. This was no longer about mercy. She was beyond those petty mortal limitations called morals. Her weakness had been stripped away, and she had been reborn as a divine being. She was the embodiment of Raven's will. There was no place for hesitation or restraint in her new existence.
Kyla-El's expression hardened, the red light in her eyes intensifying. The weight of her divine purpose settled over her like a mantle, and she embraced it fully. Slowly, she raised her gaze toward the remnants of the fleet. "No mercy," she whispered to herself, her voice a low growl.
The red light in her eyes grew wider and brighter until beams of intense heat vision erupted from them. The energy radiating from her eyes was far stronger and broader than anything she had ever unleashed before. The beams cut through the debris, disintegrating everything in sight. The beams were so powerful now that there were tears in space. Every piece of wreckage, every scrap of metal, was obliterated in a flash of red light, leaving nothing but emptiness in its wake.
The destruction was absolute. The resistance that had dared to stand against Raven's power was wiped from existence, reduced to nothingness by Kyla-El's cosmic wrath. She hovered there for a moment longer, her eyes dimming as the last of her heat vision faded. Her chest rose and fell as she exhaled, the satisfaction of fulfilling her mission settling over her like a soothing balm.
"That's more like it," she muttered, her gaze returning to the stars.
With the resistance dealt with, Kyla-El continued her journey deeper into the galaxy, her mind focused on her next objective. She knew that her goddess, Raven, was watching from afar, observing her every move. Kyla-El's loyalty to Raven had only grown stronger since her transformation, and she was determined to prove that she was the perfect instrument of Raven's will.
As she reached the heart of the system, a large planet appeared ahead, its surface covered in towering cities and sprawling landscapes. The planet's inhabitants were humanoid, though their physiques were taller and more imposing than the average human. Each individual possessed long, colored tails that swayed behind them, a symbol of their unique heritage. This was the seat of power for the rebellion—a planet that had once been a thriving hub of culture and commerce, now turned into a bastion of defiance against Raven's rule.
Kyla-El descended from the skies, her arrival causing ripples in the atmosphere. The planet's inhabitants stared in awe and fear as the towering figure of Kyla-El landed in the capital city. Her feet touched the ground with a deafening crash, sending tremors through the streets. The citizens, with their colored tails swishing nervously behind them, gazed up at her in terror.
"You've had your chance," Kyla-El announced, her voice booming across the city like a thunderclap. "Now, you will submit to the Futa Goddess, or face the consequences."
The city's defenders rushed toward her, their weapons trained on her, but Kyla-El didn't flinch. She allowed them to approach, their desperation evident in their faces. As they opened fire, she simply raised her hand, and a massive shockwave of energy burst forth from her, disarming and disabling the entire force in an instant. The soldiers fell to the ground, unconscious, their weapons disintegrated in the blast with a mere wave of her hand.
Kyla-El strode forward, her eyes never leaving the palace. The rulers of this planet were hiding inside, but she would drag them out if she had to. As she reached the gates, they opened before her, as if the very planet itself recognised her authority.
Inside the palace, the leaders of the rebellion trembled in fear. They had heard of Kyla-El's power, but seeing her in person—feeling the weight of her divine energy—was far more terrifying than they had imagined. The ruler, a once-proud monarch, knelt before her as she entered the throne room.
"Please," the monarch begged, their voice quivering with fear. "Spare us. We… we will serve the Futa Goddess."
Kyla-El smiled coldly, her eyes glowing with satisfaction. "It's too late for mercy," she replied, her voice dripping with disdain. "You chose to defy her, and now you will face the consequences."
With a single gesture, Kyla-El unleashed her power, a blinding flash of cosmic energy enveloping the throne room. The rulers of the planet were disintegrated in an instant, their very essence consumed by Kyla-El's divine might. The palace crumbled around her, the city below bowing to the inevitable.
As Kyla-El stood amidst the ruins of the rebellion, she raised her gaze to the sky. "Another victory for the Futa Goddess," she whispered, knowing that Raven was watching. "And soon, there will be nothing left to resist us."
With a final surge of power, Kyla-El ascended back into the stars, leaving the broken planet in her wake. The universe was hers to conquer, and nothing would stand in her way.
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