CHAPTER 244: EARTH PUNISHMENT

Lilith, the milky mommy who once shook the will of the first legendary dick master, now could only tremble at the words of a cosmic being as exalted as the one who had created her... and created mankind.

Her head bowed, lashes quivering. For a moment she wanted to lie, to shield the face of the Creator who had given her birth. But she realized instantly, such intent was nothing more than mortal folly.

What meaning could deception hold before an entity who watched the paths of stars, who weighed justice across dimensions with a single glance, and who would never be swayed by the plump, tempting swell of milky tits?

The voice echoed again, closer now, slicing straight into her heart.

"Speak, creation. Tell the truth. Do you yourself understand why the Dimensional War has never ended?"

Lilith clenched her fingers, manicured nails piercing her own palm. She tried to hold back tears, tears she never thought herself capable of shedding, she, the Guardian who always carried herself like a wicked, teasing goddess.

"I..." her voice cracked, fragile. "He sacrificed Himself, turning into energy to carry every loss. Everything that has happened... it is His will, not mine. Everything that has happened... it is all the will of Him who shaped me. I only carry out orders. How could I defy Him? I am a creation... not the Creator."

Silence. The cosmos itself seemed to halt.

From the grand throne, The One Above Everything remained still. Yet His aura grew heavier, pressing down on Lilith until her knees quivered, threatening to give way.

Then the Accuser, The One Who Made the Learth—smirked faintly from behind the shroud of shadows.

"Behold. Even your own creation admits it. You, my brother... have defiled the sacred law."

A white light slashed across the void. The two Messengers at the throne’s side bowed their heads, awaiting command.

Lilith’s eyes widened in panic. Inside her heart, a scream thundered:

If the decree falls today... if I fail to uphold the honor of the One who created me... then Earth, Nathan, all those who struggle... will be lost.

"Enough!" The voice of the supreme being, The One Above Everything, roared. "I know all. Children of Earth!" His gaze fell upon Lilith.

"I take no pleasure in punishing the children I crafted with such care. But this... this breaks the covenant." His tone was unyielding.

"I pronounce judgment: punishment upon Earth, advantage to Learth."

The void fell silent. All eyes fixed upon The One Above Everything upon His throne.

"Learth is granted permission to open its portals and send lesser beings to assault Earth until the Dimensional War is concluded."

Lilith froze, recalling how frail mankind had become. Fear clenched her for the fate of Earth.

"And for Earth... your endless cycle shall be halted. The cosmic energy of my children will not be lost—but the stars themselves shall prevent repetition."

The voice that shook the empty void resounded once more. This time, it did not come from Learth, but from the exalted figure seated upon the untouchable white throne.

"Creation..." The One Above Everything spoke, His words carving across the cosmos itself. "I know the process. I saw how He wove, how He lit the spark of life upon Earth. Yet one thing I do not understand—why did My child, He who made Earth, choose that path? Why would He sacrifice Himself for mortals drawn to ruin and imperfection, when I never left a flaw that could drag Him into such failure?"

Lilith bowed even lower, her body trembling. Though she was only a Guardian, she knew this answer could not be hidden.

"Your Eminence..." Her voice was frail, wavering, yet it carried clearly across the boundless space. "In the beginning, He only wished to know. Why do humans—formed already in perfection—always feel compelled to walk toward their own destruction? Why do they crave imperfection, even when perfection was granted? From that curiosity... He touched upon something that was never written into His design."

Lilith raised her face slightly, tears hanging at the corners of her eyes.

"He discovered Empathy... something born out of the genetic tapestry of His creations themselves. He tasted it... and for the first time, a Creator felt pain, loss, and love—as His mortal children did."

Silence cloaked the expanse.

The One Who Made the Learth stepped forward, his voice booming.

"Empathy? You name that stain as though it were a virtue? It is weakness! A blemish that degrades the dignity of a Creator. That is why this war has never ended—because He allowed Himself to be shackled by the frailty you call empathy!"

Yet The One Above Everything did not move. His aura remained sovereign, untouched by wrath.

"Empathy... is no disgrace to Me." His voice was deep, as though time itself froze to listen. "I created stars to revolve. I created dimensions to clash—so balance might exist. If My child discovered something beyond hollow perfection, then so be it."

The One Who Made the Learth fell silent, his face veiled in shadow, but the bitterness in him was plain.

The One Above Everything then continued,

"And I know... on Earth, a Commander has been born. A mortal child who will bear the weight of this choice. Thus, balance is preserved. There need be no further question."

With a single nod, the two Messengers at His side bowed their heads.

"This tribunal... is concluded."

Holy light surged forth, sealing the black fracture that linked into the Nullin Realm. Lilith staggered, her body both weightless and unbearably heavy, as though the cosmos itself had just passed through her.

Empathy... she thought, before the last of the radiance consumed her sight. I will never scorn it, for I, too, am ensnared by it.

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And thus, beyond greed and power, beyond the stupidity nurtured by the media, a new threat emerged.

A threat they could not deceive with confirmation bias, a threat immune to any coping mechanism. A threat poised to claim lives.

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