Use Sasha
The Giantess Destroyer (rampage story)
chapter 10
by
copier
· original author:
derhumpf
Sasha looked around the dunes of sand all around her. This was not as she remembered it as she went down before her ascension. She used to be a priestress, chosen to be greater than anything else and thus it has happened. She went onto the altar of the goddess, knowing that this will be the last time that the carpet of slaves under her feet would endure her. But it was not going to be the first time that she will consume one of them.
accompanied by the songs of her priests she walked forwards without looking down. Her bare feet trampling over the men below as if they where nothing.
The chanting grew louder as she reached the center of the holy arena. While she turned, she heard the sound of shuffling bodies on dirt. Everyone was kneeling now. Looking to her with great expectation. If she failed, they would tear them appart and sacrifice her organs to the goddess for their blasphemy of trying to give her such an unworthy vessel. But she would not fail. She looked down at them with her chin raised and an divine assurance on her face. Again, she turned and tried to grab the holy stone. With the cheering of the crowd she turned around again. Holding the rock in the air. The first time someone survived its touch. The effect was astounishing. A golden light engulfed Sasha as she held it aloft. The ceremonial clothes burned away in a green, ghostly flame. Then she tore the rock appart as if made of sand and crushed the remains in her hands to dust. The crowd was silent as they where back in focus of the high priestress. Her eyes glowing bright golden and noone could look at her face directly and yet the urge to kneel was predominant. An aura of power has entered the arena and for a few seconds everything was engulfed in a golden fog which originated from her hands.
accompanied by the songs of her priests she walked forwards without looking down. Her bare feet trampling over the men below as if they where nothing.
The chanting grew louder as she reached the center of the holy arena. While she turned, she heard the sound of shuffling bodies on dirt. Everyone was kneeling now. Looking to her with great expectation. If she failed, they would tear them appart and sacrifice her organs to the goddess for their blasphemy of trying to give her such an unworthy vessel. But she would not fail. She looked down at them with her chin raised and an divine assurance on her face. Again, she turned and tried to grab the holy stone. With the cheering of the crowd she turned around again. Holding the rock in the air. The first time someone survived its touch. The effect was astounishing. A golden light engulfed Sasha as she held it aloft. The ceremonial clothes burned away in a green, ghostly flame. Then she tore the rock appart as if made of sand and crushed the remains in her hands to dust. The crowd was silent as they where back in focus of the high priestress. Her eyes glowing bright golden and noone could look at her face directly and yet the urge to kneel was predominant. An aura of power has entered the arena and for a few seconds everything was engulfed in a golden fog which originated from her hands.
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August 4, 2025
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