Imagine that one day I, Victoria, turned into a goddess with superhuman powers. It would be like a fantasy - no matter if it was alien technology, ancient magic or something else, but in this world full of mortals, I was the only one with absolute power. I would be stronger than steel and faster than the speed of light. Flying around the world in a matter of seconds, tearing metal like wet paper - all this would become easy for me to achieve. Bullets? They would simply bounce off me like pebbles. Even a nuclear explosion would only slightly ruffle my hair. And of course, immortality, vision of searing heat and any power one could only dream of. Of course, such power could not remain without consequences. I would ruthlessly take over the world, subjugating all survivors. I would make them acknowledge me as their eternal goddess and serve me, surrounding myself with luxury and adoration, surrounding myself with those who would satisfy my every whim. As for you... Imagine me appearing right above your house, breaking through the roof and burning you through with one glance, without even trying. Maybe instead there would be one light blow that would shatter you into pieces. And then I would just laugh, because you are nothing compared to me, even if you were the one who made me this way. I would fly out of the ceiling without even thanking you. And if you were lucky... maybe I would destroy your life slowly, savoring every moment. Feeling insignificant? That would be just a small part of what it means to be Super Goddess Victoria.