On what appeared to be a floating chunk of land, an ethereal multicolored dome shimmered like a beacon.
Myriads of floating lands with that special shimmering dome levitated like magical monuments on a planet never ventured by outsiders, simply because the planet was locked in a realm inaccessible by outsiders and didn't appear or register on any radar. Or maybe, just maybe, the creators and dwellers of this planet were too powerful that no one dared to visit.
On this same planet, a golden, intricate portal sphere had recently warped on the biggest of the floating chunks.
Out, came three men of distinction... Actually, in the right sense, a man of distinction and two rather interesting creatures. The creatures were heavy masses of muscles with lustrous bodies, their heads shaped like diamonds, with golden marks and lines running all over their anatomy. The lines and marks entrapped a golden liquid that flows and seemed alive, glimmering with an otherworldly glow.
These creatures accompanied a fine man with dark, flowing hair and impressive facial looks. His normally brown overcoat and yellow t-shirt was now marred with dried blood. The attires also suffered cuts and burn marks, testaments of a recent battle.
Tightly hooked on his wrists were lustrous, golden cuffs, cuffs that did more than restraining movements.
At just a few meters in the dome, a stone tablet finely carved onto the ground came to view. The monument beautifully displayed a golden calligraphy inscribed on it.
The words read; Supreme Olympians Court Multiversal And Interuniversal District of Indiscipline Corporation.
"Seriously? This is it?! Supreme..." The cuffed man laughed maniacally. "SOCMAIDIC?! The Olympians are this dumb or are just terrible with naming stuffs?"
"They named you an egoistic fool, and were not wrong," replied the guard creature on his right.
A deep scowl instantly emerged from the said man's face, and what happened next was what both guards had witnessed in different styles countlessly in the past few hours.
"Stellar, activate Boot Jet!" Finn Fritz, the cuffed man, ordered.
Immediately, wind gushed from the sole of his shoe, and a fire blast followed, turning what was once a nice shoe to a miniature jet.
Finn was launched in the air with brutal force that knocked both guards and made them stagger, despite their imposing physique.
He levitated in the air for a moment, streams of endless fire burning from his sole, before descending on the golden guard who had made the derogatory remark.
He spun in the air, muscles coiling, and with that momentum, he delivered a devastating kick to the guard's diamond head, instantly producing a sickening crack that reverberated down the skull and bones of his neck.
A flash of light momentarily enveloped the guard's body before the light dimmed and he burst into shiny specks of dust.
Finn landed after, scowl still maintained, but a satisfactory grin tugged the corner of his cheek.
"Oh Finn Fritz, legendary scientist, I suppose you know what will happen next by now?" The other guard spoke, his tone tinged with mockery as his diamond, jagged teeth came to view when he gave that sly smile.
Finn's reaction was hasty and feisty; a quick turn of the head that made the guard flinch. Then, he remembered, remembered how all of these started.
FLASHBACK
Finn had recently heard about this oncoming Crystal Party set to hold in Cryolitia, a planet in Colossium Galaxy.
Finn was never a fan of party, not when thousands of individuals, firms, rulers, and so many were after him. He'd rather create his own party than journey to a planet thousands of lightyears from him to merry with aliens and criminals.
However, it happened to be the age of Neolite, the age a rare crystal would emerge from the crust of Cryolitia. This same crystal was the one Finn needed for a long withheld project.
And it happened that the largest piece of this crystal had been extracted and was set to be auctioned at the Crystal Party.
Finn's plan was simple; get to Cryolitia, party a bit (since he'll be on the planet, no need to waste the fun), and get the crystal. Legally or Illegally.
It should have been a piece of cake for the renowned and infamous scientist, but party poopers came in at the 'wrong time'.
"Oh, fuck! Aaaaaaaah, Finn! Finnish me, Finn! Aaaaah, just like that! Ngggh!" A fine alien with crystalline three eyes fixed on her face moaned as Finn rammed into her from behind, making her shiny ass bounce with every thrust.
"Your diction is also shiny, huh? Wondrous slut! Take my girth like your life depends on it!" Finn sultrily whispered into her ear from behind before arching her back to meet his length.
"Fuck! I'm gonna cum again!"
Another pound was all it took for her to cum undone, bluish, shiny liquid spurting from her glistening pussy like a hoe.
That was her fourth time in the toilet. They've been banging themselves for a couple of hours.
She heaved a sigh and gave a short glance at Finn's still rock hard dick, throbbing and now tinged red from overwork.
"Don't let its appearance deceive you. I've still got more to do," said Finn, his hand already reaching for her round, full titties.
He was quick to yank the clothing off and find her hardened nipples winking like tiny stars on her juicy mass of flesh.
The Cryolitians were known for possessing three eyes fixated on their skulls, tiny crystals embedded on body parts, and shiny bodies. Even their body fluids were shiny. Some say it resulted from their planet's natural composition; an enormous world of crystals depositions.
Regardless, one thing was for sure… Finn would explore this glorious body, alien or not. She was not the first alien he fucked, why shy away now?
"Get on your knees!" He ordered.
She was confused at first, but complied.
"Suck!"
An instantaneous smirk owned her face, and she hastily seized his cock and began to make work with her parted mouth.
"Oh, yeaaaaah!" Finn bit his lip as her tongue lapped his thick cap. "Damn! Ooou!"
There was something enthralling about watching her exposed titties bounce as she sucked him.
He reached for her boobs again, trying to wrap her in his palm… futile. He only managed to cover her half of her tittie and squeezed gently.
"Continue sucking."
Suddenly, the background noise stopped, replaced by an unsettling, absolute silence.
"Something is amiss." Finn was quick to notice. Even with one eye closed from the thrilling pleasure he was experiencing, his hypersensitive ears had picked the irregularity.
"I guess it's time…" The Cryolitian muttered, retreating her moistened lips with an obscene pop.
Finn had thought she was talking about the auction, but was soon to find out…
She hastily stood up and donned her loose dress, recovering the professional appearance she had approached Finn with.
"You were a good fucker, and I would have loved to keep you to myself, but… business is business," She said, attempting to retrieve something in her pocket.
He didn't waste time… He pulled a blaster in milliseconds and…
*PEW!*
The gun didn't even make much noise, but a powerful ray had blown a hole into her head.
"You should have at least made me cum, stupid bitch. I could have spared your life," Finn declared to her dead body before blowing air from his mouth to the blaster's muzzle and tucking it in his overcoat.
That was Finn Fritz. He never wasted any moment, always trusted his guts. Eternally ready for action. If it went as he thought, good. If it didn't… he'll find ways. Finn Fritz always does.
He dashed to the party room in the old Finn Fritz's manner—battlesuit engaged, blasters, grenades, and many other weapons wielded.
Finn wasn't a fool to believe a peaceful party in this kind of situation, not with a heavy chunk of Neolite prepared for auction.
That was the real deal for most of the present ones.
Criminals, government officials, cultivators, scientists, many goddamn powerful beings from various planets, realms, galaxies, and universes were there.
All eyes set on the grand prize.
He rushed to the room to find a race he had never come across. Two male adults with diamond heads and lustrous bodies. Not anything he had seen.
But that didn't trouble him. There were countless worlds out there, with countless races and species. He hadn't visited all of the worlds, so he couldn't be familiar with all of the anatomies out there. However, he expected a fast, easy confrontation with the fools who had dared to challenge him.
"You're under arrest, Finn Fritz. The Supreme Olympians Court demands your immediate presence!" The golden creatures had announced in perfect synchronization.
Finn erupted into a long, wild laughter, one that sent a chill that resonated down the spines of onlookers who knew Finn well.
"Since when did the so-called gods start meddling with the affairs of "commoners" like us?"
"We won't repeat ourselves!" They declared in sync again.
"Well then… send this message to them."