Colin Reagan

As the warm golden rays of the sun began to filter through the diaphanous curtains, Colin gradually emerged from the depths of his peaceful slumber. The harmonious chirping of the birds outside his window provided a natural soundtrack, announcing the arrival of a new day in the utopian city of Serenitas.

Colin stretched languidly, luxuriating in the silky softness of his bed linens. He could hardly believe his good fortune; life had just taken a turn for the better. The previous day's events played out in his mind like a dream, a testament to the benevolence of the advanced society he was fortunate enough to call home.

In Serenitas, peace and kindness were the foundations upon which the city had been built. Every citizen was encouraged to reach their fullest potential, and the council ensured that each person had the resources and support they needed to achieve their dreams. It was a place where progress and innovation were fueled by empathy and cooperation, rather than ambition and greed.

Colin had always been an idealistic dreamer, aspiring to contribute to the betterment of his beloved city. For years, he had dedicated himself to the study of renewable energy, hoping to develop groundbreaking technologies that would provide clean, sustainable power for generations to come.

Yesterday, the council had recognized his hard work and unwavering dedication. They had awarded him a prestigious grant, enabling him to establish his own research facility and bring together a team of like-minded visionaries to help him realize his dreams. It was an opportunity that Colin had always fantasized about, and now it was finally coming to fruition.

As Colin stepped out of his bed, the wooden floor beneath his feet was warm, heated by the innovative energy system he had helped design. With a smile on his face, he gazed out the window at the verdant cityscape, where towering skyscrapers were interwoven with lush gardens and meandering rivers. The air was fresh and fragrant, a testament to Serenitas' commitment to ecological balance and harmony.

Colin's heart swelled with pride and gratitude as he made his way to the kitchen. Today marked the beginning of a new chapter in his life, and he couldn't be more excited to embark on this journey. As he brewed a steaming cup of herbal tea, he contemplated the challenges that lay ahead and the incredible potential for positive change that his work could bring to Serenitas.

Charlotte Valis

Charlotte's eyes fluttered open as the first rays of the morning sun streamed through the gauzy curtains, caressing her face in a warm embrace. She yawned, stretching her toned limbs beneath the silken sheets, before reaching for her Universal Monitor to check the time. It was just past 9 AM, and Charlotte was ready to start her day.

Flipping through her planetary tribute accounts, she indulged in the endless stream of prayers and adoration that came her way, She was the goddess gracing their lives. A smirk played on her lips as she soaked in the worship of her followers, revelling in the knowledge that they all wished to be just near her. With a satisfied sigh, she placed the Universal Monitor back on her nightstand and swung her legs over the edge of the bed.

Her plush slippers awaited her, as if eager to envelop her feet in their cloud-like embrace. As she padded her way to the bathroom, she caught a glimpse of herself in the full-length mirror that adorned her bedroom wall. Charlotte couldn't help but stop and admire her reflection, the image of a young woman with flawless skin, tousled chestnut locks, and a body that could easily be mistaken for a sculpted work of art.

As she began her mindful morning routine, Charlotte hummed a tune, a classical piece emanating from the sealed box that she'd just tapped, Waking the orchestra locked inside as she leisurely enjoyed her daily ritual. There was no rush. Time was a luxury, and Charlotte had plenty of it.

Stepping into her walk-in closet, Charlotte perused her extensive wardrobe, her fingers dancing along the racks of clothing as if she were a maestro conducting a symphony. Each outfit, each accessory, was a careful choice, a reflection of the persona she had so carefully cultivated. Today, she settled on a dark skirt and a simple tank top that exuded an air of mysterious elegance.

As Charlotte sipped her freshly brewed coffee that had been left for her seconds before, the aroma wafting through her elegantly decorated kitchen, she scrolled through her calendar on her Universal Monitor. There were several tribute events to attend and temples to grace with her presence. It was a full day, just as she liked it.

She smiled, her cerulean eyes sparkling with anticipation. Another perfect day lay ahead, filled with cruelty, admiration, and adoration. Charlotte had the universe at her feet, and she planned to make every moment count, one self-centred morning routine at a time.

Colin Reagan

In the weeks following the establishment of his research facility, Colin and his team had made significant strides in their pursuit of renewable energy. Serenitas had been powered by a blend of solar, wind, and geothermal energy for years, and Colin was eager to uncover new sources that could further reduce the city's environmental footprint.

However, as they delved deeper into their studies, they began to notice strange anomalies in the energy data. The power supply seemed to be pulling energy from an unknown source, and despite their best efforts, they couldn't pinpoint its origin. What was even more puzzling was that this mysterious energy appeared to be bleeding out into the atmosphere, causing sporadic disruptions in the city's power grid.

As the team scrambled to understand the phenomenon, the citizens of Serenitas started to report sightings of an ethereal, otherworldly face in the sky. The face, as large as the moon, was that of a beautiful brunette woman. Whenever the energy pulsed through the atmosphere, her visage flickered into existence, seemingly unaware of the world below her.

Colin was both fascinated and troubled by these inexplicable occurrences. He couldn't shake the feeling that this enigma was inextricably linked to their research, and that their work might be causing unforeseen consequences. Determined to uncover the truth and protect Serenitas, Colin and his team intensified their efforts to solve the mystery.

In the evenings, Colin would venture to the city's highest peak to observe the woman's face as it appeared in the sky. As he gazed at her delicate features, he felt an inexplicable connection and a deep sense of responsibility to uncover her identity. He could only hope that by unraveling this mystery, he could ensure the continued prosperity and harmony of his beloved city.

One fateful night, as Colin studied the enigmatic face above, a sudden revelation struck him. The pulsating energy seemed to coincide with the rhythmic pattern of the woman's breathing. It was as if the energy were a lifeforce, tethered to her very existence.

Colin shared his findings with the team, and they began to explore the possibility that the unknown energy source was, in fact, a living being. As they continued their research, they made an astonishing discovery: the mysterious power was not only renewable, but sentient.

As the implications of their findings began to sink in, Colin realized that the future of Serenitas hung in the balance. They had to find a way to harness this energy without causing harm to the ethereal woman, lest they jeopardize the delicate harmony of their utopian society. With newfound resolve, Colin and his team embarked on a quest to uncover the secrets of this enigmatic power

Charlotte Valis

As Charlotte sat at the breakfast table, her cerulean eyes flicked through the morning's tribute news on her Universal Monitor. A planet in distress had caught her attention, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement at the prospect of a purge. She had a predatory instinct for opportunities like these, and it had served her libido to flex her powers.

An itch began to form on her finger, but Charlotte dismissed it as an insignificant distraction, focusing her attention on the task at hand. She swiped through her Universal Monitor with her free hand, her eyes narrowing as she devoured the details of the failing planet.

"Mmm, Emma," she called out to her maid, who was busy tidying the kitchen. "Could you come here for a moment?"

Emma, a slender woman in her early twenties, hurried over to her Mistress. "Yes, Goddess Charlotte?"

Charlotte looked up from her Universal Monitor, her gaze sharp and calculating. "It seems I have another opportunity for some amusement. This planet could be liquidated quite erotically. I want you to set up a meeting with their government."

Emma nodded, taking a mental note of the task. "Of course, Miss Charlotte. I'll arrange it right away."

The itch on Charlotte's finger persisted, growing more insistent with each passing moment. She tried to maintain her focus, discussing the future of the distressed planet with Emma. They discussed the potential games and the best strategy for squeezing pleasure from the planet’s population.

As they spoke, Charlotte couldn't help but feel the itch on her finger becoming more pressing. She found it increasingly difficult to concentrate on the conversation, her thoughts consumed by the irritating sensation. She tapped her finger on the table, hoping the pressure would alleviate the itch.

Emma noticed the subtle gesture and furrowed her brow in concern. "Mistress, is everything alright?"

Charlotte forced a smile, not wanting to appear bothered by something as trivial as an itch. "Yes, of course, Emma. Just a minor annoyance. Please continue."

They carried on with their discussion, outlining the steps required for broadcasting her fun to other planets. However, the itch continued to nag at her, an insistent, maddening sensation that clawed at her resolve. She clenched her jaw, trying to maintain her composure, but the itch only grew more intense.

As they concluded their conversation, Charlotte could no longer resist the urge. With a sense of surrender, she finally gave in, her fingers scratching the itch with a fervor that betrayed her earlier restraint. Charlotte realised, in that moment,  there was something more to this itch than she had initially thought, She struck out with her power, splitting the fabric of the universe and revealing a vibrant green world. “You little fuckers, You were leaching off of  me!”

Colin Reagan

In the months following the revelation of the ethereal woman's connection to the mysterious energy source, the world outside Serenitas began to show signs of turmoil. Earthquakes shook the ground, storms raged, and wildfires spread across the continents. The city's residents watched in horror as their once-peaceful world teetered on the brink of collapse.

As the global chaos intensified, a fateful day arrived when an event of unimaginable proportions occurred – an event simply referred to as "The Rip." The sky seemed to split open, a deafening roar echoing throughout the heavens as if the very fabric of reality was tearing apart.

In that moment, it felt as though the moon itself had come crashing down upon the planet. The Planert’s crust fractured and splintered, continents breaking apart and disintegrating before the eyes of the terrified inhabitants. Oceans swelled and surged, swallowing entire landmasses in their watery depths.

In the midst of this cataclysm, a miraculous event transpired around the city of Serenitas. As the world around them crumbled and shattered, a supernatural, unknown power enveloped the city in a shimmering, translucent dome. The dome seemed impervious to the destruction outside, as if an unseen force was determined to preserve the peaceful city within.

As the people of Serenitas gazed out at the devastation that surrounded them, a profound sense of gratitude and responsibility washed over them. They had been spared from the cataclysm that had befallen the rest of the world, and they understood that they had been given a second chance.

Colin, who had been tirelessly working to understand the nature of the ethereal woman and the mysterious energy source, couldn't help but wonder if their salvation was linked to her existence. The deafening words that followed shook him and everyone else to their core.

“YOU LITTLE FUCKERS, YOU WERE LEACHING OFF OF ME!” The feminine tones were unmistakable as the face appeared no longer ethereal above them but very real and very angry. Her impossible scale was incomprehensible as two fingers appeared, quickly digging into the ground on either side of their city, digging it from the ground and dragging it up through the rift. 

Charlotte Valis

She picked up the tiny dome, about 1 centimetre across, and marvelled at the intricate detail of the miniature city within. Each building, tree, and street was painstakingly crafted, a testament to the skill of its population. She admired the minute details, momentarily distracted from her thoughts of publicly smashing a planet.

"Emma," Charlotte called out, holding the tiny city between her fingers. "I'd like you to take this and place it somewhere. I may stumble across it later in the day. I wouldn't mind if I accidentally stepped on it."

Emma raised an eyebrow, somewhat amused by the request but nonetheless obedient. "Of course. I'll find a suitable spot for it."

Charlotte handed the delicate dome to Emma, who gingerly took it between her fingers, afraid that any sudden movement might damage the fragile structure. "Be careful with it," Charlotte warned, a hint of mischief in her eyes. "Although, I suppose it wouldn't be the end of the world if it did break."

With a nod, Emma left the room to carry out her task, leaving Charlotte to return to her morning routine. The itch had been forgotten, replaced by a sense of anticipation for the tiny surprise she had planned for herself. It was a playful request, and it brought a sense of excitement to her otherwise predictable day.

As the hours passed, Charlotte went about her daily activities, all the while keeping an eye out for the miniature city. It was a game of sorts, a challenge she had set for herself, and she found the prospect of accidentally stumbling upon the fragile dome oddly thrilling.

When the moment finally came, Charlotte couldn't help but feel a twinge of satisfaction as the tiny city crunched beneath her foot, the delicate glass shattering into countless pieces. It was an odd sensation, a mixture of triumph and loss, as the intricate city was snuffed by her carelessness.

She wondered as she stared at the remnants of the tiny city, I should have at least asked who they were or what planet I ruined earlier. Ah well.