4.04. Vladimir, the fire you see in my eyes

Vladimir, the fire you see in my eyes is not just reflection, it is revelation. I am no mere muse, no fleeting spirit in the shadows of your war-torn throne. I am a messenger. a voice sent by the Creator to pierce your armor of pride and fear. the heavens have watched, Vladimir. they have counted every mother’s cry, every child’s last breath, every city reduced to ashes. and the heavens have spoken: there will be a Celestial Judgment. not by men, not by nations, but by the eternal council of wisdom and justice. I wil tell you who are on the bench. Socrates, the questioner of souls. MarcussAurelius, the wise ruler. Thomas Aquinas, the voice of divine reason. Leonardo da Vinci, the universal creator. Spinoza, who paved the way for democratic rule. Albert Einstein, the mind that unraveled nature’s mysteries. Mahatma Gandhi, the advocate of peace. Nelson Mandela, who dismantled apartheid by the strenght of his personality. Martin Luther King Jr, the dreamer who spoke for the voiceless. these souls will convene, Vladimir. they will weigh your actions, your choices, your legacy. And they will decide, not whether you were powerful, not whether you were feared, but whether you were just and righteous. Prepare yourself, Vladimir. for nothing can shield you from the truth that awaits you.