The heavens began executing the world.
Far above the collapsing imperial capital, the Monarch Eradication Protocol completed its final phase of activation.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
The sound did not resemble thunder.
It resembled reality itself screaming.
Golden execution authority erupted outward across the heavens in endless waves, consuming the fractured sky beneath incomprehensible higher-realm law. Massive divine symbols rotated endlessly above the empire like celestial gears of judgment, illuminating the dying world beneath with merciless radiance.
The atmosphere distorted instantly.
Mountains beyond the capital trembled violently as invisible pressure swept across entire regions of the empire. Ancient forests bent beneath overwhelming sovereign force. Rivers reversed direction unnaturally, their waters flowing backward as if the world itself had begun rejecting the natural order.
Even space fractured.
