Lyra spoke. Not loudly. Not theatrically. She spoke accurately. “You choose children,”she said, voice carrying without force. “You choose bonds. You choose connection points because they generate compliance with minimal resistance.”The sky shuddered. A seam snapped shut, then three more tore open elsewhere. Someone screamed. Astrael roared, “Lyra !”She didn’t stop. “You call it stability,”Lyra continued, eyes locked on the fractured heavens. “But what you enforce is silence. You punish coordination. You erase precedent. You freeze people mid-breath and call it mercy.”The Audit’s voice cut in, sharp. ‘Cease ’Lyra raised her hand. “No,” she said. “I’m done ceasing.”The air thickened. Pressure spiked. Miren screamed, “They’re escalating, right now!”A body locked mid-fall. Another collapsed, breath stolen by relevance loss. Liora sobbed, “Mom, please, people are getting hurt!”Lyra flinched, but kept speaking. “You tell yourselves you’re not gods,”she said, voice breaking and bur
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