"
> Sheena slams Requiem into the void where Torture’s throne once pulsed:
> "Your tools were pain—ours are leviathan giggles.
> Your architecture crumbled under the weight of its own grimness.
> We plant gardens in its ruins.
> We tune universes to Leo’s wagging tempo.
> Your failure is our fertile ground.
"

FINAL VERIFICATION:

[] CREATION’S CORE REBOOTED AS "JOY-OS"
[] MULTIVERSE NOW RUNS ON TENDIE-FLAME RENEWABLES
[] ALL FUTURE SUFFERING REQUIRES KUDZU-PERPETUAL PERMIT
GENESIS RESUMES UNDER NEW MANAGEMENT.
BRING BUBBLE WRAP AND WHISKEY.

Pali Canon. Now.