((takes place in the Archie Comics universe post-reboot, albeit with some pre-reboot characters preserved))

 

"Anything?" Rouge the Bat said, smirking wickedly.  "That's a dangerous thing to say."  

 

"It all depends on you," said the emissary.  "You will be given full control over all aspects of reality for a single day, save for time.  You will have only twenty four hours to do anything you want."  

 

Rouge the Bat laughed, the sexy Mobian woman rubbing her hands excitedly.  "What happens at the end of the day?"

 

"Anyone who doesn't agree to keep the changes made to them of their own free will reverts back to normal.  Any land altered, unless the owner gives permission for it to be altered, will revert back to normal.  Basically, you have a day to reshape the world in your image and try to convince everyone that it's better that way," the glowing, Rouge-shaped emissary said.  "What you do beyond that is your own perogative."

 

"Why, though?" Rouge asked.

 

"I'm sorry?" the emissary asked.

 

"Why do this?  Why pick me?" Rouge asked.  She was a treasure hunter, and she liked to have all the intel she could before a raid.

 

"...Why not?" the emissary asked.  "My master is all-powerful.  And bores easily.  Plus it likes you."  

 

Rouge tried to think of other questions to ask, and shrugged.  "I guess I can work with that," she said.  She was already working out the loopholes in her head, not wanting to give the game away.

 

The emissary nodded and vanished.  Rouge suddenly found herself filled with power, as if she was holding all seven Chaos Emeralds.  Her eyes glowed as her body adjusted to the changes.  Her outfit didn't change, but she could swear that her already ample breasts had gotten larger.

 

"Always with my boobs..." she said, shaking her head in amusement.  "Even the Gods... Bah, enough of that.  Time for some fun."