Chapter 13: Goddess Of Judgement
The ice palace quaked.
Shards of divine frost exploded from the vaulted ceiling as the Goddess of Judgment descended like wrath itself, wings wide and blazing with celestial fire. Her sword pulsed with law—Veritas, the Blade of Unmaking. Her face was hidden behind a veil of gold light, but her voice thundered:
"Lucien Manson. Tyrant-blood. Seducer of saints. Corrupter of heirs. You stand condemned."
Lucien stood naked, soaked in the sweat and climax of his latest conquest—Elira, still trembling beneath him, silver hair tangled in ice-drenched sheets. Her skin glowed faintly with the aftermath of pleasure and power. Her thighs still quivered from how hard he’d made her scream.
He turned to the divine executioner.
Unfazed.
"Condemned?" he said, licking Elira’s taste off his lips. "That’s just another word for desired."
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> [System Alert – Divine Entity Engaged]
[Boss Class: Demi-Prime Deity – Type: Absolute Law]
[Battle Conditions: Damage Scales on Lust-Fueled Rage and Corrupted Faith]