The gathering Cosmic sh*tstorm

Discord: “Naaaaaaaa … it will be fine.”

You know that feeling, that ‘calm before the storm’. When everything is standing still for a moment before verything goes to sh*t. When you hold your breath and brace for inpact right before you hitt the water after jumping from the highest trampoline.

The whole world was holding its breath right now. Waiting in tense anticipation as its goddess gathered all her newfound power. Her might quadrupling for every piece of the puzzle that was added to her perfection. And the last pieces had been some big pieces indeed. All of them conquerors and world dominators, objectively more powerful then any prissy princesses or pathetic ponies. Each one of them having clearly only been stopped in their rightful tracks because they were not yet one with the whole that was Cosmos.

But now, that she was yet again whole. More whole then she had ever been before. She would finally be able to complete all those dreams of world dominations. All those vissious desires and villainous potential became one one in her mind. Her desires fuled and swelling with all the memories of the lives of those pieces. All that mixed together and turbochardeg in her own malice until it overflowed. Until her desire was the greatest desire that there had ever been. Just like all that power she was concentrating. Slowly butsurely growing, processing, until she was truly ready to take upp her rightfull mantle as a goddess of conquest.

Her bulk slowly spilling forth like an unstoppable army. Crusning mountains and landscapes as her ever swelling might pushed out across the continent. An unstoppable storm that was gathering just beyond the horizon, harbinging the coming thunder. All of it just a pre-taste of what was to come when she had gotten all that power under control.