Do you know the core problem one faces with omnipotence? Of course you do. It's so obvious even mortals know it. With their limited experience of the universe, short lives, tiny minds and bound imaginations even human mortals knew that omnipotence breeds boredom. Intelligence thrives on challenge, things to overcome, obstacles to beat or be beaten by. Risks, chance, failures. What point is success when you can succeed by waving your hand?
That's why most omnipotent beings put rules on themselves. Or only challenged one another to keep the boredom away. Because, in a quite literal sense, nobody <b>can</b> challenge them! They're smarter than anyone else, can do literally anything with a mere thought. Make things, unmake them, change them, bend them, bind them. Break them. Fix them. Anything. Literally anything.
So. What else can an omnipotent being do but play games? There were so many kinds. Games of chance can be rigged, or the future seen unless the being binds itself from doing so. Games of skill can also be cheated by granting oneself the means to win. So, it was more fun to pick a representative to fight on your behalf. Send a "hero" on a quest. Watch how they do without the pesky future vision. Then go to another universe where the same events are about to play out. Slightly alter the parameters of the quest. Watch that, too. And repeat. And repeat. Ad nauseum.
So today, we have an omnipotent being bored out of their mind. Bored, bored, bored. Metaphorically speaking she - let's say she for the sake of making this easier - would be reclining on her bed, drumming her fingers and stewing in her own unlimited intelligence. What was there to <i>do</i> anymore? What else could she do to stave off the crushing boredom of passing eternity?
"Ah-ha!" she exclaimed, springing out of bed. "I've got it! Never done that before!" She immediately turned off the part of her being that already knows full well how that would actually turn out before it spoiled the whole blasted thing for her. A gesture of her hand, and suddenly before her was an image in a mere three dimensions. A blonde-haired girl with her hair in buns on either side of her head. She was wearing a peculiar uniform, replete with a white leotard adorned with decorations, and a truly rather small, frilly miniskirt that somehow seemed more erotic than its absence would be.
"Sailor Moon," the being tittered and cackled. "In many universes she is viewed as a bastion of purity, innocence and wonder! Let's corrupt that. Let's corrupt the living hell out of that!"
Yes. This was a rather erotically inclined deity. She snapped her fingers. The leotard was replaced with nothing but nipple clamps, though the decorations stayed. And the skirt itself became even briefer, with a slit up the side.
"No, no, no! Too easy to do it myself," the being licked its lips. Well, you know what I mean. "I'll choose a champion... Or rather a villain. Mm, yes! That's right."
Upturned hand, then a book appeared. Its title read: The full list of Sailor Moon youma.
"So many..." the being sighed. Well, no, not really. It was a small number to one such as this. Tiny. Insignificant. And yet big enough to make this interesting. "Let's do all of them. One by one. I'll give one a power boost and the urge to corrupt the entire team, see what happens, then move on to another one. And to keep it getting too samey..." She turned her attention towards the reader. "I will bestow you with the power to select which youma gets to go first. Pick from the options below at the end of the episode, then feel free to fatesplit until you find one you want to write. In the meantime, here are the rules..."
1: The omnipotent being cannot interfere once the power upgrade is given. Merely observe and comment. Not even advice may be given.
2: The power-up must fit the youma's theme.
3: The game ends for that youma when Usagi Tsukino/Sailor Moon is corrupted, or if the youma is dusted.
- Queen Beryl era.
- Black Moon era.
- Mugen arc
- Dream arc
- Stars arc
- Another part of the series.
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