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Chapter 23: Judgment Day Approaches
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The world held its breath.

Across cities, deserts, ocean platforms, and digital havens, people were using their Systems less. For the first time since its inception, judgment requests dropped by 42%.

Because now, judging came with a price. You had to feel it. And it was breaking people.

Some couldn’t bear it. Others began to heal. But in the shadows, the Reversed Judge moved faster.

[System Alert – Empathic Core Network Targeted]

[Projected Strike Window: 72 hours]

Ilsa zoomed the projection on the Resistance’s main screen. It showed four massive data clusters—the heart of the new Empathic Judgment Protocol.

“Destroy these,” she said, “and everything we’ve built collapses. The Bastion Seed is decentralized, but without these anchors, the new system can’t scale.”

Aiden’s jaw tightened. “Where are they?” Rhea answered, pointing them out: Core Node A: Hidden beneath an ancient monastery in the Siberian Expanse.

Core Node B: Orbiting low in a disguised satellite cluster above Earth.

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