Savior Of Krypton (CH 6) (Patreon)

A/N: This story is rated M for mature content not suitable for children.

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Chapter 6: Foundations of an Empire

Themyscira - New Krypton

The morning sun over Themyscira was more than just a celestial body; to Naru-To, it was a localized battery of infinite potential. He stood on the balcony of the royal guest villa, bare-chested, his skin absorbing the G-type radiation with a hunger that felt almost predatory. Every second he spent under the yellow light, the runic tattoos of the House of To, etched into his very marrow and visible on his skin in shifting, silver-blue lines, hummed with a frequency that resonated with the planet's own ley lines.

Behind him, the Princess of the Amazons stirred. Diana lay amidst the tangled silk sheets, her body glowing with a radiance that rivaled the dawn. She looked at the man who had claimed her the night before, not with the eyes of a conquered victim, but with the weary respect of a warrior who had finally met her match.

"You are staring at the sun as if you intend to devour it," Diana’s voice was husky, still carrying the echoes of the night's screams.

Naru-To didn't turn. "I don't need to devour it, Diana. I am becoming it. On Krypton, magic was dying, I had to squeeze power from a dying world. Here? Magic is everywhere and full of life."

He turned finally, his eyes burning with a faint, violet luminescence. The Eyes of To were active, perceiving the flows of mana that moved like invisible rivers across the island. "Your mother is approaching. She is accompanied by ten of her most seasoned guards. She isn't here for breakfast."

Diana sat up, the silk sheet sliding down to reveal the marks Naru-To had left on her collarbone. She didn't bother to cover herself. "She is the Queen. She sees a threat to her people, to our way of life. You are a man on an island that has forbidden your kind for millennia."

"I am not a man," Naru-To reminded her softly. "I am a god in the making. Tell her to come in. It’s time the Queen of the Amazons learns that her 'Old Gods' are silent for a reason."

Fast Forward

Queen Hippolyta entered the villa with the grace of a lioness. Her golden armor was polished to a mirror finish, and her face was a mask of regal frost. Behind her, the Amazonian guards gripped their spears, their eyes darting between the relaxed Kryptonian General and their own Princess, who was casually dressing in a Greek chiton.

"You have brought chaos to my shores, Kryptonian," Hippolyta stated, her voice echoing in the marble room. She had been informed of what had been going on by her loyal general, Philippus.

"I brought a future, Hippolyta," Naru-To replied, stepping toward her. The guards shifted, but a single glance from Naru-To’s eyes caused the air in the room to thicken, the atmospheric pressure increasing until the guards found it hard to draw breath. "I am building a New Krypton. I could have chosen any place on this globe. I chose here because your island sits on a nexus of magical energy that my people can use to stabilize our transition."

"This is Amazon land!" one of the guards shouted, struggling against the weight of Naru-To’s presence.

"It is a rock in the ocean," Naru-To countered, his voice like grinding stones. "I am offering an alliance. Under my protection, Themyscira will never fear Ares, Darkseid, or the meddling of the 'Man of Steel' in Metropolis. In exchange, I require the use of the southern cliffside, the area you call the 'Forbidden Coast'."

Hippolyta looked at Diana, her eyes narrowing as she saw the change in her daughter. Diana didn't look like she had been coerced; she looked like she had been awakened.

"And if I refuse?" Hippolyta asked.

Naru-To smiled, and the temperature in the room dropped ten degrees. "Maho: Cryo-Stasis."

With a flick of his wrist, a wave of frost raced across the floor, encasing the feet of the guards in unbreakable, runic ice. They didn't even have time to blink.

"I don't want to kill your people, Queen. I have seen enough death to last ten lifetimes," Naru-To said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "But my people are trapped in a void of nothingness, waiting for me to pull them out. I will have a home for them. With or without your blessing."

Hippolyta stared at the ice, then at the man who commanded it. She realized then that this was not a man of flesh and blood, but a force of nature. "The Southern Coast is yours. But if a single Amazon is harmed, I will call upon the Olympus itself to strike you down."

"Olympus is empty, Hippolyta," Naru-To said, turning back to the sea. "But I appreciate the sentiment."

Fast Forward

Hours later, the Southern Coast of Themyscira was no longer a desolate cliffside. The Maelstrom hovered silently above the jagged rocks, its runic thrusters emitting a low, rhythmic hum.

Nila-Vex and Lyta-Zod stood on the sand, oversaw the deployment of the Phantom Zone Projector. The device was anchored into the bedrock, its crystalline lenses aligned with the midday sun.

"The atmospheric shielding is holding," Nila reported, her eyes glowing with a faint blue light, a result of her own Kryptonian physiology adapting to the yellow sun. She felt faster, smarter, her mind processing data at a rate that made her old life on Krypton seem like a slow-motion dream. "The runic cloaking is active. To the outside world, this entire cliffside is just a bank of fog."

"Good," Naru-To said, walking toward the projector. He was wearing his full General’s regalia now, the cape of the House of To billowing in the sea breeze. "We start with the Labor Guild. Fifty engineers, fifty builders. We need infrastructure before we can bring out the military."

"And Zod?" Lyta asked, her voice carrying a hint of longing.

"Dru-Zod stays in the Zone for now," Naru-To replied firmly. "He is a conqueror, Lyta. I need builders. If I bring him out now, he will start a war with the 'Superman' before our foundations are dry. I will release him when the time is right. Not a moment before."

Lyta nodded, though her jaw tightened. She understood the logic, but her loyalty to her son was a tether that Naru-To had to manage carefully.

Naru-To placed his hand on the Projector. Instead of using a keypad, he channeled his solar-charged mana directly into the device. "Maho: Dimensional Anchor - Release."

The Projector roared to life, a beam of pure, white light lancing out from the barrel and striking the air ten feet away. The space began to crack and fold, like a piece of paper being crumpled by an invisible hand. From the rift, figures began to materialize.

They fell to the sand, gasping, their eyes wide with terror and confusion. They were dressed in the simple tunics of the Labor Guild. The moment the yellow sun hit them, they screamed, not in pain, but in a sensory overload.

"Look at me!" Naru-To’s voice boomed, amplified by an air-manipulation spell.

The hundred Kryptonians looked up, shielding their eyes.

"Krypton is gone," Naru-To announced. "The world you knew is ash. But you are alive. And you are stronger than you ever dreamed. Stand up."

One by one, the laborers stood. They looked at their hands, which were beginning to glow. One man accidentally crushed a boulder he had leaned on for support, his eyes going wide as the stone turned to dust.

"You are the builders of New Krypton," Naru-To said. "Under my command, you will create a city that will make Kandor look like a slum. Nila-Vex will give you your assignments. Work well, and you will be rewarded. Fail, and the Phantom Zone is still waiting."

The fear in their eyes was replaced by a desperate, hungry hope. They began to move, directed by Nila, who used her enhanced mind to coordinate the construction of the first subterranean barracks.

Lemon Scene Ahead

As night fell again, the first level of the New Krypton base had been carved into the cliffside using a combination of Kryptonian heat vision and Naru-To’s earth-shaping magic.

Naru-To retreated to the Maelstrom’s private observation deck. He was exhausted, not physically, but mentally. Maintaining the cloaking field while releasing a hundred people from a pocket dimension was a feat that would have killed a lesser Magi.

The door to the deck slid open. Nila-Vex entered, carrying a glass of synthesized Kryptonian wine. She had shed her command suit, wearing only a sheer, black silk wrap that left very little to the imagination.

"The laborers are settled," Nila said, her voice a low purr. "They are terrified of you, Naru-To. But they worship you more."

"Fear and worship are two sides of the same coin, Nila," Naru-To said, taking the glass from her. He looked at her, his eyes tracing the curves of her body. Under the yellow sun, her skin had taken on a pearlescent sheen, making her look like a goddess of marble. "You did well today. I couldn't have managed the logistics without you."

Nila stepped closer, her hand resting on his chest. She could feel the heat radiating from his skin, the stored energy of the sun. "I don't want your praise, General. I’ve been by your side for years, even before we left that dying rock. I’ve watched you claim the Zod woman. I’ve watched you claim the Amazon Princess."

She looked up at him, her eyes dark with a hunger that was as much about power as it was about lust. "I am the one who kept the ship together. I am the one who navigated the void of space. I think it’s time for my reward."

Naru set the glass down. He reached out, his hand tangling in her white-blonde hair, pulling her head back to expose the elegant line of her throat. "Have I been neglecting you, Nila?"

"Yes, I want to be used," she whispered. "I want to feel what our new bodies can really do."

Naru-To didn't hesitate. He grabbed the front of her silk wrap and ripped it open, the fabric fluttering to the floor. Nila gasped, her breasts, firm and tipped with dark, expectant nipples, heaving with her quickened breath.

He spun her around, pressing her chest against the cold, transparisteel viewport that looked out over the dark Mediterranean. Nila moaned as the cool surface met her heated skin.

"Look at the world out there, Nila," Naru-To growled into her ear, his hands gripping her wide, soft hips. "Soon, it will all belong to us. But tonight, you belong to me."

He stripped his trousers away, his cock springing free, massive, thick, and pulsing with a solar-charged heat. Nila looked over her shoulder, her eyes widening as she saw the sheer size of him. She had seen it before many times, in fact, but under the yellow sun, it seemed even more intimidating, the veins along the shaft glowing with a faint light.

Naru-To didn't bother with foreplay. He knew Nila, she was a creature of logic and directness. He reached between her legs, finding her already soaking wet, her juices slicking her inner thighs.

"Take it," he commanded.

He thrust forward, burying his entire length into her in one brutal motion.

"AH! RAO!" Nila screamed, her hands slamming against the viewport. The glass, reinforced by Kryptonian tech, didn't break, but the sound of her impact echoed in the room.

He filled her to the point of pain, but for Nila, the pain was a grounding wire for the sheer, overwhelming pleasure of his presence. She felt like she was being filled with molten gold.

PLAP PLAP PLAP

Naru-To began to piston into her, his hands moving from her hips to her hair, pulling her head back so he could bite at the sensitive skin of her shoulder. He wasn't gentle. He treated her like the high-performance machine she was, pushing her to her redline.

"Yes! More!" Nila panted, her voice breaking. She ground her ass back against him, trying to take even more of him. "Fuck me like you’re breaking the world, Naru-To!"

Naru-To roared, his pace becoming a blur. He wasn't just using his muscles; he was using his mana to heighten their sensations. "Maho: Sensory Overload."

Nila’s world exploded. Every nerve ending in her body suddenly felt ten times more sensitive. The friction of his cock against her walls felt like a lightning strike. The sound of their bodies clashing was like thunder.

She began to climax almost immediately, her body shaking with such force that she almost slipped from his grip. Her pussy clamped down on him, pulsing in a desperate attempt to drain him of his essence.

"I'm... I'm going!" Nila shrieked, her head lolling back.

Naru-To didn't stop. He pushed through her climax, his thrusts reaching deep into her womb. He felt his own seed boiling over, a product of the sun and the soul.

"Receive the House of To!" Naru-To hissed.

He slammed into her one last time, pinning her against the glass, and erupted. He didn't just come; he flooded her. Wave after wave of hot, thick semen filled her, the sheer volume of it making her belly feel distended.

Nila slumped against the viewport, her breath coming in ragged sobs of ecstasy. Naru-To stayed inside her for a long moment, his chest heaving against her back, before finally pulling out with a wet, heavy sound.

Nila slid down the glass to the floor, her legs too weak to support her. She looked up at him, a smear of his seed on her thigh, and smiled.

"I enjoy my reward," she murmured with a seductive grin, "but I believe I could use a little extra."

It would be hours later before she would be salted, and at that point, her stomach looked 10 months pregnant.

Lemon Scene End

While New Krypton began to take shape on the shores of Themyscira, halfway across the world, a different kind of power was stirring.

In the penthouse of LexCorp, Lex Luthor stood before a massive monitor. It showed a satellite thermal map of the Mediterranean.

"There," Luthor said, pointing to a localized spike in atmospheric radiation. "Right on the edge of the Amazonian territory. That’s not a volcanic vent, Mercy. That’s solar-displacement. The same signature we picked up when the 'Superman' first arrived, but... concentrated. And layered with something else. Something the computers can’t identify."

"Should we notify the Man of Steel, sir?" Mercy Graves asked, her hand on her sidearm.

"No," Luthor smiled, a thin, dangerous expression. "Let Kal-El stay busy rescuing kittens in Metropolis. I want to know who is hiding on that island. If it’s another one of his kind, I want to be the first one to offer them a 'welcome' package."

Luthor turned to a secondary screen, which showed a dossier on a woman in Star City. Dinah Lance. Code Name: Black Canary.

"And Mercy? Get me a line to our associates in Star City. I hear the Canary has been causing trouble for our interests there. It’s time we put her in a cage."

Themyscira - New Krypton

Back on the Maelstrom, Naru-To stood at the tactical console. He had recovered his strength, and his mind was already moving to the next phase.

"Nila, you have the coordinates for the 'Black Canary'?" Naru-To asked as Nila entered the bridge, now dressed in a fresh robe, her walk slightly unsteady.

"I do," Nila said, her voice still a bit breathless. "She’s in Star City. She’s a vigilante, unaffiliated with the larger groups for now. But Naru-To, why her? Her power is sonic. We have technology that can replicate that."

"It’s not just about the power, Nila," Naru-To said, his violet eyes flashing. "I felt her resonance when we entered the atmosphere. Her 'Canary Cry' isn't just a mutation. It has traces of the Old Magic. The same magic that the House of To studied for generations."

He looked at the holographic map of North America.

"If I can bring her under my wing, I can use her voice to stabilize the Phantom Zone rift permanently. And besides," Naru-To added, a wolfish smirk playing on his lips, "I’ve always wanted to see if a bird that sings that loudly can be taught to fly for me."

"Lyta!" Naru-To shouted.

The Zod commander appeared in the doorway. "General?"

"Prepare a small scout craft. You and I are going to Star City. It’s time we added a bit of music to our new empire."

Chapter End

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A/N: In the upcoming chapter, Black Canary is set to receive a visit from Naruto, while Lex has his own agenda regarding her, albeit for different motivations. I appreciate all your support and hope you find this chapter enjoyable. Take care!