"You have labored for generations to build a house of glass," the Voice resonated, deepening. "You sought to contain the infinite complexity of My creation within the narrow confines of bureaucracy. You traded the brotherhood of the spirit for the cold calculus of borders. You sought peace through compromise, but you forgot that peace is not an absence of conflict—it is the presence of Truth."
The delegates looked at one another. For the first time in history, the suits were gone. The titles—Ambassador, President, Minister—fell away like dead skin. They stood as humans, stripped of the armor of their institutions.
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