Flashback. 68 years ago.
In a dark, damp cave, a twelve-year-old girl named Kylie lay on the cold stone floor. Alone. Hungry. Shivering. Her red dress was torn and dirty, clinging to her small frame. Her black bob-cut hair stuck to her forehead with sweat. Her crimson eyes, wide and tear-filled, stared blankly into the darkness.
She had no one. No parents. No family. She had been raised among the remnants of an ancient tribe, but their chaos became too much to bear. So she ran. She escaped into the wild, into the unknown.
She didn't expect to survive.
And yet, fate had other plans.
At that time, Ortus was not yet the Goddess of Sex. Not officially. She wandered the lands, still a monster girl of immense power, but without a kingdom, without an army, without purpose. She wanted something more. Pleasure. Power. Continuity. Legacy. She knew one day she would rule the world. That day would come in 40 years. But until then, she searched for those worthy of standing at her side.
She only wanted women. Strong ones. Passionate. Loyal.
She arrived at the cave, scoffing.
"Ugh, what a dump. I can't believe I'm exploring these remote shitholes. My army's small, but it's time to cultivate it..."
Inside, the cave was crawling with bizarre creatures. Slugs. Insects. Twisted mutations.
A rough, grotesque monster lunged at Ortus.
She didn't flinch.
She raised her finger, and in a flash, the creature was sliced in half.
"Disgusting. Just more trash. Not people."
That was when she saw her.
A child. Curled up against the wall. Crying.
Suddenly, a swarm of slimy beasts crawled toward the girl.
Kylie gasped and shot up in fear.
"Shit!" Ortus cursed, dashing forward.
In less than a second, five monsters were sliced apart, their guts splattering the cave walls.
Kylie screamed, stumbling back.
"Who are you?!"
Ortus smiled sweetly, her voice smooth like silk.
"Wow, finally. A human girl. I'm Ortus. And I… well, I'm the future Goddess of Sex. Hehe. What's your name, sweetie?"
"Umm... I'm... Kylie. Kylie Kagila."
Ortus stepped forward and gently placed a hand on her head.
"Nice to meet you, Kylie. I think you should come with me. There's nothing for you in this filthy cave."
"I... I don't have anywhere to go. I don't want to bother you."
"Bother me? Hehe, you're adorable. You're exactly what I was looking for. Smart, aware, full of potential beauty..."
Kylie blushed slightly, looking confused.
"Umm... Ortus? Why do you have big ears? And why is your skin pink? And everything about you is purple and pink..."
Ortus laughed softly.
"Because I'm not human, sweetie. I'm a monster girl. An immortal goddess."
"A... goddess? Really? Then... why don't I see many girls around?"
Ortus knelt beside her, whispering with mischief.
"Good question, baby. That's something I'm working on. See, the world's still ruled by men. But not for long. I'm building something new. One day, women will rise. And men... well, they'll be the rebels. Spoiler alert."
She took Kylie's hand.
"Come on. Let's go somewhere... sexier than this."
"Umm... what does sexy mean?"
Ortus giggled.
"You'll learn soon, baby."
Hours later.
They sat near a campfire by a cold green forest. Ortus wore her spiked purple armor, gleaming. Kylie sat in her torn red dress, hugging herself, shivering.
Ortus noticed. She raised a finger.
"Cloth Control."
Poof. A thick fur coat appeared on Kylie.
"There you go, sweetie. Saw how cold you were."
"Th-thank you... Ortus."
"Kylie. Stop starting every sentence with hesitation. Speak with confidence. That's how you earn respect, baby. Clear?"
"Okay... I'm just... shy."
"What are you shy about, sweetheart? I'm here with you. You can feel safe. Now tell me, where are your parents?"
Kylie forced a smile.
"Don't know... Never met them. They probably died. What about you, Ortus? Do you have parents?"
Ortus looked into the fire.
"Parents? I've lived for over a thousand years. I don't think I ever had any. It feels like I just... existed."
"That's kinda cool. To live that long."
"Cool? No. Boring. Painfully boring. I constantly need thrills. Adventure. Pleasure. Something to keep me going. Nothing can really kill me, so... I chase chaos."
"I want to be strong too... Can you teach me?"
Ortus smiled.
"I can teach you everything, sweetie. From now on, you're under my care. I'll train you, protect you, and one day... you'll help me too. Deal?"
Tears streamed from Kylie's eyes as she stared at the fire.
"Thank you... Mom Ortus... I won't be alone anymore."
Ortus burst into laughter.
"Mom Ortus? No way. Call me Goddess Ortus. Or Ortus the Stunning. Got it?"
Kylie smiled timidly.
"I'll try... Mom Ortus."
Ortus raised a brow.
"Goddess Ortus, baby. Not Mom."
"Sorry... Ortus the Stunning."
Ortus chuckled.
"Now then, Kylie. I have to change you. You can't stay a regular human. I offer you two paths. Become a witch and extend your life by centuries, staying forever young. Or become a monster girl like me. Either way, you gain power. What do you choose?"
Kylie hesitated.
"Why can't I stay human?"
"Because it's too hard to gain power that way. I'm still developing systems that give humans powers, but it'll take years. This is easier. You'll learn magic, seduction, flight... faster."
"But I'm scared..."
Ortus rolled her eyes.
"Then maybe you're not worthy."
She stood and turned away.
Kylie cried out.
"Okay! I'll become a witch. Just... please don't leave me alone."
Ortus smiled warmly. She approached, embraced her gently, then leaned down... and bit her neck.
Power surged.
Kylie levitated, glowing. Black wings sprouted from her back. The fur coat dissolved, replaced with a sleek black coat.
"Kylie Kagila. From this moment on, you are a witch. Welcome to my team."
Kylie hovered down, dazed.
"I... feel so different."
"Take my hand, sweetie. We're leaving. Training starts soon. I'll teach you what it means to be a witch... a gothic witch."
"Gothic? Is that like a power?"
"Almost."
Ten years later.
Kylie, now twenty-two, flew through the skies. Black lipstick. Heavy glam makeup. Black corset. Heels. Fishnet stockings. The look that would later become iconic.
She landed at her home, exhausted.
"Ugh, finally. Home. I'm beat. Ortus never lets up with those damn trainings."
Ortus appeared via teleportation.
"Hey Kylie. Wanted to hang out a bit."
"Ortus, can I have a little peace? You came to pick my brain again?"
"Haha. Your sass grew over the years. I love it. No baby, I came just to see my little girl. Is that forbidden?"
"It's allowed... but why be annoying about it?"
Ortus walked over slowly, lifting Kylie's chin.
"Kylie, I love you. But stop with the attitude, okay?"
Kylie blushed.
"Wait... are you trying to seduce me, Ortus?"
Ortus laughed.
"Not today, sweetie. I've got too many empires to build. This decade alone, I recruited millions of women. Soon, we'll be unstoppable. I'll dethrone the old gods and shape the world the way it should be."
"You're not gonna wipe out all the men, are you?"
"Of course not. Men matter too. But they'll be secondary. I'll appoint new male gods who respect women, not resent them."
Kylie poured herself vodka.
"Want one?"
"No thanks, love. I gotta go. See you at the camp tomorrow. Dress sexy."
"I'm always sexy, Ortus."
Ortus blew her a kiss and vanished.
Kylie sank into the couch, sipping.
"Ugh. Why does this taste like crap? Whatever."
Suddenly. Loud banging on the door.
Kylie raised a brow.
"Who the hell is disturbing my peace?!"
BOOM. The door flew open.
A tall figure stomped in.
Kylie dropped her glass, instinctively fired a magic blast. The man deflected it with his arm, teleported, and grabbed her throat.
"Hello, Kylie Kagila. I'm Molus. God of Wrath. My men are behind me. Don't worry."
Kylie gasped, choking.
"What do you want, you ugly bastard?"
He squeezed tighter.
"Sending a message. We know Ortus plans to overthrow the current gods. We know she recruits women. Tell her if she doesn't stop... we'll kill you. And her. Understood?"
She coughed, then spat in his face.
"Go to hell. Ortus will do what she has to."
He smirked.
"Wrong answer."
He threw her across the yard. She coughed, quickly formed a massive splash spell.
"Take this!"
She fired. Molus smiled, breathed at it. The spell reversed.
She dodged. Flipped. Formed a heart with her hands.
"Heart Blast!"
A flurry of magic hearts shot toward them. His men blocked them with ease.
He teleported behind her.
"Behind you."
Boom. He kicked her into a wall.
"Now boys... she's all yours."
One man cast paralysis. She froze.
"Let me go!"
They laughed. One punched her repeatedly. The other ripped her corset open.
She unfurled her wings in reflex, slamming one of them.
"What the hell are you doing, bitch?!"
He drew a sword.
Slash. He cut her wings clean off.
Kylie screamed, blood flying. She collapsed.
"Fuck! I can't move..."
"Molus sir, can I do whatever I want with her now?"
"Yes. Teach her a lesson."
Suddenly. A tap on the man's shoulder.
"Hey, loser."
He turned.
SLASH. Ortus sliced his head clean off.
"Molus. What a surprise."
Molus roared.
"Kill her!"
Two goons charged. One paralyzed Ortus.
She froze.
"Oh no. I'm paralyzed. I can't move. Oh dear."
She snickered inside.
"Ortus! I'll help!" Kylie shouted.
The second guy struck her again. She gasped.
"Molus sir! I'll stab her!"
He pierced her stomach.
Kylie fell to her knees.
"Ortus... I've been stabbed..."
Ortus trembled.
"Kylie!! You bastard!! I'll kill you!"
She teleported, choked the man.
"You wish I'd sleep with you? Even if you were the last man in existence, I'd rather masturbate."
CRACK. She crushed his throat.
She stared at the last goon. He panicked.
"Please! I surrender!"
Ortus snapped her fingers.
"Feel lust. A thousand times stronger."
He levitated. Screaming. Gasping. Moaning. Melting.
Molus lunged.
Ortus caught his fist.
"Pathetic."
She tossed him aside.
The last man howled.
"Mercy! I can't stop cumming!"
Ortus smirked.
"Then die."
Snap. His body shattered.
Molus got up.
"You monster bitch! I'm the God of Wrath!"
Ortus looked at Kylie's body.
She was bleeding. Lifeless.
Molus grabbed her hair.
"If you touch me... she dies."
Ortus' eyes turned black.
"If you hurt her... you will miss the peaceful days."
He fired a blast into Kylie's face. Her body flew. Her soul vanished.
"Told you. I'm not afraid of you."
Ortus stood frozen.
"Son of a bitch... son of a bitch... son of a bitch... son of a bitch... son of a bitch... SON OF A BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Her aura exploded.
Muscles tightened. Eyes glowed.
"You killed my little girl... my sweet child... I'll revive her, yes... but Molus...
This is your last minute alive. Get ready."
To be continued.