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The planet trembled with every step she took.

Above the crumbling crust, high-heeled sandals the size of tectonic plates slammed into the landscape. With each deliberate stride, entire cities disappeared under sculpted soles infused with the scent of foot-warmed air. In orbit, their moon was nothing but drifting debris. She had kicked it apart absentmindedly.

“Hahaha, pathetic insects,” Lilith chuckled, her divine voice resonating through the void.

She glanced down at the microscopic resistance assembling at her toes. A swarm of fighter jets buzzed like dust motes, barely visible against the glistening metallic gloss of her sandals.

“I don’t care about your miserable lives.” Her heel came down, a sudden, unstoppable punctuation that crushed the urban landscape into glassy ruin.

With a bored sigh and a grace defying her impossible size, she slipped off her heels. Her bare feet — immense, detailed, alive with power — touched the soil. The scent that escaped instantly saturated the hemisphere.

Fighters regrouped, now diving toward her foot’s arch, trying to navigate the labyrinthine curves between sole and toes.

“I am only here…” she purred.

She lifted her massive foot slowly, letting sunlight catch the slight moisture on her pads, the tension in her toes, the divine filth that clung to the ball.

“For the resources…” Her eyes narrowed.

“Under my FEET!”

A single fighter made it closer than the others, diving desperately toward the towering canyon formed by her curled toes. But the closer it came, the more it became clear: it wasn’t even close. The scale difference was insurmountable. Her foot wasn’t a body part — it was a landscape, a moon.

“Unfortunately for you…” she whispered, her breath swirling hurricanes over oceans.

“You are also under my feet.”

She laughed. A dark, cruel, euphoric laugh.

Her bare foot descended.

The Apiedcalypse was complete.