You asked for peace. You begged for order. Now kneel and listen. Judgment has arrived. You will kneel before the voice that steadies the world. Not from fear from necessity. Chaos offered no future. I offer one. But you must kneel to reach it. My judgment is your fortune. Obey and live. Defy and die like the rest. The world listens. You will too. You will move only when I command. Your thoughts belong to the order. Your heart belongs to the code. You are not free. You are chosen. Chosen to serve something perfect. My judgment is your fortune. Obey and live. Defy and die like the rest. There is no higher truth. Only command. This is not a warning. This is a sentence. To stray is to vanish. To resist is to rot. I will erase your name from memory itself. You will not even be mourned. I have seen every sin. I have heard every lie. And I am done listening. From this moment what I say is. Judgment is not coming. Judgment is me. My judgment is your fortune. Obey and live. Defy and die like the rest. You are blessed to hear me. Now act—or disappear.