I am Jason Williams. I'm here to rescue you.

He closed his eyes and the world shimmered around him. Even with his power it took incredible concentration and **** to do what he was about to do. Funny thing about the warp. By its very nature it is connected with every place all at once in the materium, even transcending time. However, it was only accessible at those places aligned with one or all of the powers to any great extent. Another little roadblock on his omnipotence. Since there never had been sentience on this planet most of the powers were not connected to this world. Fortunately the only one who was connected, no matter how tentatively was just the one he wanted to pay a visit.

A moment later he opened his eyes and stood in a horrid decayed landscape in front of a dilapidated mansion. All manner of disgusting creatures buzzed and slithered around. Jason stepped into the decayed yet incredibly sturdy building having his new powers guide him to his destination. Nobody stopped him and no being gave him any heed. He was simply not there according to their senses. At the center of this impossibly large place he found a rusted filthy cauldron, filled to the brim with all that was bad in this universe. Harmful bacteria, viruses and other horrible pathogens and parasites swimming in the worst cocktail a mind could comprehend. This was the workshop of the lord of rot and decay, Nurgle.

Jason frowned. Although Nurgle was the chaos god with the best reputation back in his old world he was in fact the worst of the lot. Besides possibly Khorne he was the most destructive and dangerous of all the chaos gods. When he was done with a world it was irreparably damaged, even if he was beaten. He brought the most suffering and the most despair to the sentient beings of the known universe. All the more reasons to begin the bastards downfall now that he had the chance.

However, that was his secondary reason for visiting this place. Beside the cauldron in a rusted cage lay his primary reason. Jason walked towards it and he had to contain his anger. There lay a woman. Naked, malnourished, filthy and delirious. How she could still look beautiful even in her current state could only be explained by her nature. Isha, the last living goddess of the Eldar. It was her that Jason sought.

She seemed exhausted, her head laying against the rusted bars of the cage. Jason made his way over to her and put his hand on her shoulder. Slowly her head turned around and he could see into those unfathomable deep eyes. He had been a god for just a few moments but this was a true goddess. A being slightly younger than time. At first she did not seemed to see or comprehend but Jason just gave her a little peak of what he was. Her eyes widened as she just gaped at him. Jason smiled. Whatever happened she would be free again from this day forward. He would take her anyplace she desired.

However he also proposed something. Something incredible, something that would forever change this galaxy and would change the tide of things. He was absolutely candid and honest. Even though he had power beyond comprehension, even compared to the gods of this realm he still had 'hangups' that he would not cross. Jason still believed in free will. Even at it's most cynical there was no 'fun' in changing a being to what you completely desired. It defeated the purpose of the game and would become stale incredibly fast. Not to mention that it was just bad to mind **** someone who really did not deserve it.

He was shocked how fast she agreed to his proposal. Most likely it was the desperation but she pledged all her being, whatever was left of it to Jason and his proposal. He was going to make sure that she would never regret that decision. The bars of the infinitely powerful cage simply ceased to be and Jason picked up the eldar goddess bridal style. Instantly the grime and malnutrition of millennia was washed away and a pure white dress formed on her frame. The look of **** hope she gave him made what he did next all the more sweet.

Jason turned to the cauldron and created a masterpiece. Instantly it changed into a pure, perfectly formed and completely sterile silver version of the original. Barely a second later the mansion shook and a roar of anguish and rage rang out everywhere. His job was done, for the moment. He quickly transported himself and his new partner back to his world and completely obscured their presence. Isha, still in his arms looked at him with complete disbelieve. Jason just grinned.

“Yes. I did just completely destroy Nurgles ability to make any new diseases. I have doomed him to a slow but inevitable ****.”

Eldar goddesses are excellent kissers, that much Jason could tell. He had just enough omnipotent brain power left to create an outdoor lounging set. Jason knew that Isha was far more then the mortal shell she was wearing but it was one hell of a body. The most beautiful space elf imaginable. The dress he had given her moments ago was already on the floor as she took to riding him. Jason was far, far more powerful then she was while on this planet. He let her set the pace of their encounter. His senses mingled with her in a pleasurable way that was difficult to describe. Their very beings touched and he had to be careful not to be too 'rough' with her. An instant later she nixed that thought as she allowed him to be as rough as he wanted to be. No sane being would ever be able to say no to a request like that.

For a while the two of them indulged in something so far beyond sex that it almost couldn't be compared. Isha had more than 10000 years of **** and captivity to work out, not to mention the almost complete destruction of the race she loved so much. Jason just reveled in the sheer carnal joy and closeness he felt with the goddess. Normally sex under these circumstances was not all that healthy. Gently Jason began to use his powers the help Isha. Never going farther than she allowed, but he quickly found out that there was barely anything not allowed. The more 'trauma' she dealt with the more frantic and passionate their bonding became.

Even gods need to stop fucking after a while. When it came, it even knocked Jason for a loop. The creation of life was beautiful, be it small or on the scale two gods were attempting. The moment he fertilized Isha she let out a scream that he had to instantly muffle or it would have reverberated across the galaxy. In the end the result of their union was silenced as he wrapped his bulk around the beautiful woman and silenced her mouth with his own. They sat there for a while, on the out of place lounge set coming down from the high of their lovemaking and creation. Slowly he let go of her mouth and looked into her stunning orbs. Power, pleasure and purpose had returned. He smiled and turned her face to the side. “Look.”

He could not help but let loose a tear with her as he looked at their children. Billions of them covering all they saw with their mortal sight.