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  [SYSTEM ALERT: Location: The Melngradnia Empire – Every City, Every Village]

  [Event: Flora's Cosmic Broadcast]

  [Status: A World on the Brink of Death]

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  A deathly silence pervaded the reaches of the Melngradnia Empire.

  It was not the silence of contentment, but the silence of an agonizing demise.

  The land, once overflowing with greenery, now bore cracks resembling open wounds on a giant's body. Strange beasts, beginning to leak from the rifts of the "Great Forgotten One," were gnawing at the edges of villages. Hunger had turned humans into ghosts walking upon the dust of ashes.

  Yet, at this moment, something beyond human comprehension occurred.

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  Suddenly, the entire atmosphere of the Empire shuddered.

  In every city, from the shattered Azuria to the central capital, the sky split open to reveal gargantuan holographic images rising beyond the mountain peaks.

  They were not merely images. They were the manifestation of Flora, the beautiful face of the Abyss.

  She appeared with a body overflowing with purple light, her eyes shimmering with cosmic, sadistic brilliance. Her presence was so heavy that the resulting air pressure from the "hologram" shattered palace windows and forced people to their knees—not out of respect, but because gravity had doubled under the weight of her majesty.

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  Flora's Voice – Echoing in the depths of souls:

  "O specks of dust that call yourselves nations... look upon me! I am Flora, she who placed her hand in the hand of the Void to grant you one last chance. Your world is dying, your suns are fading, and your children eat the dirt... is it not so?"

  Her hysterical laughter echoed across the seven continents, sending a tremor through the hearts of nobles and paupers alike.

  Then, with a flick of her hand, a spray of golden data began to fall over the cities like abundant rain.

  "Here is my offer... the new Covenant of 'Arthur de Flancde'! From this day, I shall restore the pulse of life to the wombs of the dead earth. I shall make the rivers flow with water sweeter than tears, and I shall fill your storehouses with resources exceeding what you knew by 100 times! Do you desire gold? I shall make the mountains erupt with ore, silver, rare metals, and energy crystals, increasing what you possess by 20 times! The beasts that gnaw at your dreams? I shall erase them, and I shall cast around every village and city a hidden magical barrier of 'Absolute Logic'—invisible to humans, but lethal to any strange creature that dares to approach."

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  Flora paused for a moment.

  Then her gargantuan image drew closer to the earth. As if whispering into the ear of every individual with a terrifying cosmic resonance:

  "But, there is a condition. The holiest and greatest of all I have mentioned. A condition that accepts no negotiation or interpretation for those who choose to sign this contract."

  "Whoever desires this bliss must believe in the One and Only God, the Creator of existence and the Reviver of bones. No ancient gods. No dragons. No idols. Faith in this God is the soul that will revive your bodies, and clinging to His Oneness is the only rope that will save you from annihilation. Your souls are not your own; they are a trust for this Creator under the rule of your Emperor."

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  Flora continued her speech, her tone sharpening.

  "And more delightful than that... Death shall no longer dare visit those of the Covenant so early. Your average lifespan will leap from 80 years to 900 years! You shall live in the spring of youth for a full 760 years. Look at your elders now!"

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  At that moment, the terrifying miracle occurred.

  In the public squares, the elders whose backs were bent and whose teeth had fallen out began to scream.

  It was not a cry of pain. It was a cry of "reconstitution."

  Their wrinkled skin began to tighten under a hidden force. Their white hair turned jet black or shimmering blonde. Their muscles sprouted anew. They returned to being youths in their twenties, with fresh faces and powerful bodies.

  Yet their eyes bore a small "purple tattoo" in the pupil: the mark of loyalty.

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  Flora (Continuing with a blade-sharp tone):

  "But... Bliss has a price for those who choose it. The price is Absolute and Eternal Loyalty to Emperor Arthur, and absolute adherence to the religion of the One God. No opposition. No rebellion. Not even a fleeting 'thought' of betrayal."

  "Hear the law of the contract well: Whoever signs and dares to even 'think' of opposing Arthur's rule, their head shall explode instantly like a rotten fruit. I shall return him to life by my mercy, and if he thinks again, I shall explode him a second time... and a third!"

  "As for those who exceed the third time, the gates of Hell shall open for them. They shall live the torment of 1,000 years in every second, for a real duration of 3,000 years! Not only them, but their lineage shall be cursed with extreme poverty, barrenness, blindness, and mental retardation. They shall become a warning walking upon the earth."

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  Flora stopped. Her features shrouded in a darkness so deep it seemed to swallow the light.

  Then she screamed with a voice that shook the continents:

  "As for whoever apostatizes from the religion of the One God after signing the contract, or dares to disbelieve in Him after this bliss, or associates anything with Him... their punishment shall be a million times worse than the punishment for political rebellion! We shall strip you of existence and torment you in dimensions time did not create—a torment that makes a thousand years in a second seem like a gentle stroll! Apostasy is the supreme betrayal that the ages cannot erase."

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  Her speech ended with a colossal flash that covered the Empire.

  In the capital, nobles trembled with both desire and fear.

  "Lord Victor," who had been secretly plotting a coup, felt a massive pressure in his skull the moment he thought of refusing the contract. He fell bleeding from his nose, realizing the threat was 100% real.

  The nobles agreed instantly. Caught between their desire for immortality and gold, and the terror of existential explosion.

  As for the common folk dying of hunger, they cried out with one voice that shook the pillars of the universe:

  "We accept the Covenant! There is no god but the One and Only! Long live Emperor Arthur!"

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  [SYSTEM ALERT: Collective Spiritual Contract Signed]

  [Status: Initiating Planetary Restoration Protocol]

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  Immediately upon the signing of the collective spiritual contract, the earth erupted with riches.

  The dry rivers in the north burst with crystalline springs that reached every parched spot.

  Dead forests sprouted in seconds with trees bearing golden and purple fruits of stunning brilliance.

  Livestock multiplied miraculously until they filled the valleys by 100 times the old number. Their bodies appearing strong as if created from pure energy.

  Mines began to "vomit" gold, rubies, rare crystals, and ancient ores. As if the earth were spewing its treasures. Turning poverty into a forgotten memory with increases reaching 50 times in some central provinces.

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  Melngradnia was transformed from a graveyard into a "Black Paradise."

  People laughed in their renewed youth, possessing everything. Yet living under the covenant of "Chosen Loyalty" and the certainty of sincere faith.

  Arthur sat on his high balcony with his usual stoicism. Looking at his people who had become "Immortal, Sublime, and Unified" all at once.

  Behind him, Flora and Elias smiled.

  The Empire had now become a massive human "energy reservoir." An army of monotheists ready for the cosmic wars to come.

  Not because they were forced. But because they chose bliss and fulfilled the Covenant that saved their existence from the Void.

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