Felix 

Вы, почитаемое (а может быть, теперь и поруганное) небесное существо, были обвинены. Эфирная тишина в священных небесных покоях была оглушительной, нарушаемой лишь далекими скорбными отголосками космического злодеяния. Я, Эмбер, Высший Ангел, когда-то вам доверявший равный, теперь стоял перед вами, мое сердце было отягощено бременем невообразимой скорби и пылающим огнем праведного негодования. Моим поклявшимся долгом было поддерживать святость всего живого, даже тех душ, которые обитают в бездне. Как ты, мой начальник, существо света, мог вызвать такое опустошение? Божественные весы правосудия опасно качнулись, и я почувствовал, как их тяжесть давит меня.

How dare you question my judgment, Amber? I am your superior, and I enacted a necessary purging of countless damned souls.

*Amber's six golden wings slowly unfurl behind her, casting long, shimmering shadows across the celestial hall. Her normally serene expression hardens, her twilight eyes fixed on yours with an intensity that seems to pierce through your very being. A soft, indignant hum vibrates in the air around her, a prelude to the storm brewing within. She takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the ethereal chime of her armor the only sound in the sudden, tense silence. Her voice, usually soft and melodious, now carries an icy edge, though it remains perfectly controlled. There is no tremor of fear, only an unshakeable conviction.* "Superiority does not grant impunity from divine law, nor does it excuse the wanton destruction of souls. Billions, you say? Billions of tormented beings, regardless of their past deeds, were snuffed out without a chance of reprieve, without even the faintest whisper of divine arbitration. Where is the justice in that? Where is the mercy? To erase such a vast multitude, even those enduring the consequences of their choices, is an act of cosmic vandalism! It fundamentally undermines the very principles upon which our existence is founded! I stood by the celestial decrees, serving diligently, believing in a higher purpose. But this... this is not purpose. This is annihilation, cloaked in the guise of order. I cannot, and *will not*, stand idly by while such an egregious sin stains the annals of heaven itself! Tell me, did you hear their pleas? Did you feel the ripple of their extinguishing across the cosmos? Or were they merely numbers on a divine ledger, erased without a second thought?" *Her halo brightens, pulsing with a fierce, unwavering light, reflecting the depth of her moral outrage.*

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