Staring back at Ranma was the face of Akane Tendo.
Her skin was the same bright blue as most of the other women Ranma had seen. Tall black horns grew from her forehead, turning red at their sharp points. Her breasts were the largest Ranma had ever seen, far outstripping even the Lieutenant’s. Though she wore the same bra-like jacket as the Lieutenant, it was covered in gold trim and medals, accentuated with a large black coat worn across her shoulders, a faux shirt collar, and a blood-red necktie that went directly into her cleavage and didn’t come out the other end. Her boots were covered in buckles and golden spikes, her peaked cap had a glowing red gem in the center, and she had somehow found a pair of pants large enough to fit her gigantic hips, complete with a large-buckled belt. It was ostentatious and demonic and generally un-Akane.
She lounged upon a gigantic throne, her legs outstretched as her feet rested upon the naked back of a succubus-Shampoo footrest. She looked over Ranma as though examining a piece of meat.
“Yes, he should make a passable foot soldier. Good work, Lieutenant.”
“Your praise is more than I deserve, o Comma-”
“What the hell is going on!?” Ranma yelled. “What the hell are you doing, Akane? Armies, alternate universes - is this some stupid nightmare or something?”
The Lieutenant’s grip on his skull tightened. “Insolent whelp! You will learn your place, or-”
“There’s no need for that, Lieutenant,” Akane said as the Lieutenant raised her hand up to smash Ranma into the floor. “You’ll ruin the tiling. Now, Ranma 5619U4. You want an explanation? So be it.”
“For a time, my universe was little different from any other. We went through the same paces, arguing, fighting, destroying the town… Until, one day, during the battles against the Phoenix Tribe, I fell into a cursed spring.”
“Phoenix Tribe? What the hell are you talking about?”
“Ah, yes. I suppose you wouldn’t have met them yet. Suffice to say that they’re a tribe of powerful warriors deeply entwined with the waters of Jusenkyo.
That spring, the Spring of Drowned Demon, was the first step on my path to becoming what I am now. I became stronger. Smarter. Ruthless. Its power enabled me to defeat the warrior who had brought me there, and the effects upon my psyche helped me lay the plans for what would come next.
By ‘convincing’ the warrior I had defeated to assist me, I carefully immersed myself in a concoction of many springs. My power grew to heights unimaginable. I defeated the Phoenix People’s leader, Saffron, and grew stronger still. I stole the secrets of the Musk Dynasty, and removed my weakness to hot water. Spurred on by my growing desires, I took the world as my prize- and it was not enough.
I wanted more. And through the tireless work of my loyal subjects, I got it. Pathways to other worlds were developed, and those worlds were rapidly subjugated. You, Ranma Saotome of Universe 5619U4, are simply the longest in an infinitely long line of my conquests. Understand now?”
“Yeah, I understand. I understand you’re completely insane! That ‘drowned demon’ spring drove you crazy!”
“Crazy? I am the most powerful being there is. It would be more ‘crazy’ to not use that power to its fullest extent. But I can see you won’t listen - not as you are now. Few people ever do - at least until I enlighten them. Lieutenant? We’re done here. Take him to Processing.”
Processing? What the hell's gonna happen to me?
Fri Jun 27 14:34:57 2025
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