Sometimes, knowing the future is a curse.

Especially when an alien invasion was incoming, and Superman was being smacked and kicked all over the place by two power-armored Kryptonians.

And with Peach and Supergirl benched due to pregnancy, I only had Wonder Woman as a superpowered back up. And even with my Miracles, Wonder Woman was not a match for a Kryptonian in power armor. Not if she refused to wear power armor too. Something about showing legs and cleavage.

And thus, I had to interfere before a small town got wrecked completely, and a unit of Army Rangers butchered by overpowered alien gods.

"Two on one? I do enjoy a threesome sometimes, but only with two girls." I spoke in a wry voice, as Superman was being punched into the ground by a huge power armored male, while a lithe kryptonian female kept Superman immobilized.

"And you are?" Faora-Ul asked without a single hint of emotion.

"You may call me human evolution, pretty woman from another planet. I need you for something." I quipped back in a wry voice, then had Deimos teleport her away.

The other kryptonian found himself at a disadvantage now, as my Nth metal tonfa smacked him on the chin, throwing him in the air with Superman in pursuit. Normally, I would have left about now, but I wanted to make a point.

My Dark Magic came online, and I grabbed the alien with tendrils of life-draining Darkness.

*Ding

You have drained a Kryptonian of lifeforce. +10 to all attributes.

I blinked in surprise. As much as a marriage? Not only that, but I gained another power suit, nearly intact.

As I stored the power armor, only a fistful of dust was left, dispersing into the wind.

"Put out the fires, Superman. And get ready, Zod has more criminals in his army." I said in a curt voice, then teleported away before Superman could start preaching at me. It wasn't my fault half the town was on fire.

I arrived in the cell on-board the Earth's Hope, my renamed Daxamite cruiser, now crewed lightly by some 300 people that used to be homeless veterans or crippled agents from various agencies, and stared at my prize.

A blue kryptonite light fell gently from the ceiling, nullifying Faora's yellow sun powers. "I remember you now. General Zod warned us about a human calling himself Grey Wizard. Only you wore grey robes, not power armor from Krypton." Faora spoke in a cold voice.

I observed her for a minute, in silence. "Faora-Ul, you failed in your life. Despite training as an excellent soldier, you let your planet die. And you spent some 300 years in the Phantom Zone, following that imbecile Zod. Your race is about to become extinct, as soon as I neutralize whatever idiots Zod brings to my Earth."

Without power armor and the light of a yellow sun, Faora wasn't dangerous at all. I could break her in two with a finger.

"Then kill me and be done with it. A good death is its own reward." she proclaimed defiantly.

"You're a logical person, Faora-Ul. And far smarter than the idiots you ran with, until now. However, you missed your mark about evolution. You're not strong at all." I said gently and stored my power armor, remaining dressed in my old grey suit I received from the System a long time ago.

Faora attacked at once, moving as slow as a snail to my increased speed and reflexes. Without even trying, I gave her a good beating, while also learning some of her fancy martial arts moves.

Then I kicked her harder a bit, and broke her leg. "See, we're both under this blue light and without armor. But you're weaker than a cat, compared to me." I continued in the same gentle voice.

She just snarled at me, refusing to accept reality. I opened my palm, to reveal a Heal 3.1 vial I retrieved from storage. Then I popped the cork and force fed her the green liquid. "Hold your leg still, the potion will heal the break in a few seconds." I advised her in a soft tone.

*Affection +10, 20/100

Right. My potions did have a mild effect on women. Plus my Persuasion versus alien females reached 200 now. She didn't stand a chance, poor Faora-Ul.

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"Fast regeneration? From a single magic potion?" she asked while glancing at the blue light that still covered us.

"I have a better one next." I added in a mild voice, and produced the Fortify 4.2 Miracle. 12 Deflection. Just enough to block all portable weapons, except for 12.7 mm calibers weapons like the 50 Cal chain gun I used.

So I fed Faora the brown potion and watched her grimace in pain. This was very painful still, but she didn't wail or scream. She clenched her fist and punched me, so I let her. Didn't do anything.

"Good! You're starting to understand now, but a demonstration is needed still." I spoke a bit amused, then stood up and drew out a SAW machine gun, and started firing.

Faora wanted to dodge and flee, but without speed or armor, she had no chance. "Ding, ding, ding..." a hundred rounds struck her all over, from face to toes and back again.

*Affection +10, 30/100

As my prisoner checked herself, she found no wounds. "Another potion can give me durability. Nothing like the yellow sun, but I'm not so vulnerable now." Faora realized in shock.

I held out my hands, and drew some 50 Miracles from storage, held in the air by telekinesis. "Now you see, Faora-Ul. Those were the weakest Miracles I make. This one, it can even give you magic powers." I pointed at the violet glowing vial of Sage 5.1.

"Magic, like those priests of Yuda Kal?" Faora asked in a whisper, longing for real power. And also doubting me, like most who never tested magic on their own skin.

I formed an Energy Ball in my hand and blasted her into the cell's wall, burning off half of her undersuit. Only the chest portion.

"My weakest spell, and you're already bleeding your life away. Well, except you will regenerate in a few seconds now." I pointed out in a harsh tone.

Then I watched her skin reform and heal, leaving a pair of naked, pristine breasts for me to ogle. "You want Magic? It is pretty cheap. I want you, for myself. And your race will not die." I offered and floated the violet potion towards her.

Faora glared at me, but didn't try to cover herself. Proud to the bone, this one.

She just grabbed the potion and drank it in one gulp.

*Affection +10, 40/100

*Faora Ul gains +1 MAG, +100 WIS

Ah. The System now considered her my woman, due to oral sex being available.

I stored the rest of my Miracles, and floated in front of her. No powers, simply graviton manipulation by my will.

With enough speed, I could bend space-time, and even reverse time in a localized area. I haven't played with time powers yet, knowing I wasn't smart and wise enough to deal with the consequences.

But I saw the movies, I knew what was possible.

"Grey Wizard. You are an extraordinary human. I see why General Zod feared you now." Faora said in a clear voice, and eyed me, and my bulge under the grey suit with interest.

She did have her naked breasts out, so it was normal I was a bit excited.

" I can spare a minute for you to get a taste, but then I have to go capture that Black_Zero frigate." I offered in a gentle voice, and lowered my pants for my golden dick to shine.

Faora gulped at the magic dick, and licked her lips for some reason. "Uhhmm. Only for a minute. I never tasted a human before." she justified herself and gobbled my big dick.

I wasn't in a big hurry though, so I enjoyed her Kryptonian mouth for half an hour, until I burst into her throat.

*For convincing a virgin Kryptonian to have oral sex, you gain +5 Persuasion.

*Faora Ul gains +1 MAG by tasting your Apple Juice

"Ahhhh. This was pretty nice, for a virgin. Too bad there's an invasion going on, and I can't stay to enjoy it for longer. We'll talk more, when I return with Zod's head." I said in a kind tone, and caressed her naked breasts as a preview.

Her eyes became cold for a second, then she sighed and sat down on the floor.

*Affection +1.

Oh well. I'll have to work harder to break her ice shell.