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Chapter 23 by Jnightshade Jnightshade

What does your Goddess desire?

A Town

“I have prepared a town. The exits are closed to mortals and any undesirables have been removed. Learn to use your powers. Leave no one uncorrupted and alive.”

She spins her hand in a circle and you follow what she does. A gate opens. She motions for you to enter. You and Janice jump through and land on a quaint Main Street.

Janice looks at you. “First person to kill one hundred wins.”

“You’re on.”

The two of you walk into a little bar. Four men sit on bar stools. One whistles at Janice.

Janice simply points and fire sprays from her hand like a flamethrower. The four men catch fire. Smoke obscures them from view. When the smoke clears there are four attractive women with red skin standing there. Flames still lick there bodies and instead of hair there is an open flame burning on their heads.

“Go! Kill the men. Bring me any women.”

They file out leaving blackened footprints behind.

You nod in appreciation before grabbing the bartender. She screams a delightfully sexy scream. You place a finger near her heart. You will it to extend. It penetrates the woman’s flesh and bone, eventually entering her heart.

You feel her heart freeze. Moments later, her lips turn a pretty shade of blue, followed by her eyes.

You withdraw your finger and the woman stares at you with a cold, cruel gaze.

“You heard my companion. Go! Kill any men and bring women back to me!”

“Crude.”

“…but effective. She’ll retain all her human memories and intelligence. Unlike your fire zombies.”

You pour yourself and Janice shots of whiskey.

“To conquest.”

You both drink. A few minutes later your cold hearted **** drags a nineteen year old girl in.

“Helen what are you doing? Why? Who are these people.”

You saunter up to her. “Not people.”

You allow your fingernail to extend into her heart. A scream freezes on her face. Her eyes and lips turn blue.

“There, no more questions. Kill any men, bring women back to me.”

“I can do better than that, mistress.” She shoots off a text. “Now my friends will come to us.”

Do they come?

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