Lucia, Goddess of Light, awoke. A siren-like sound blared next to Her ear at a deafening volume, startling Her so badly that She nearly rolled off of Her latest playthings—who were similarly startled but much less energetic with what little rest She had given them.

She willed the noise out of existence, along with its source.

The sound intensified, growing closer and louder.

She opened Her eyes in annoyance, the usual brilliant white glow of Her massive pocket dimension marred by something dark and ugly.

A large screen, larger than any that the outworlders She had summoned had ever brought, hung in the air next to Her blonde head, positioned at the perfect distance so that it filled Her vision.

Stolen story; please report.

Dear Lucia#0

Your conduct was brought to the attention of the Fire Enforcement Team in the course of operating the universe. As a result, your access has been permanently suspended.

Engaging in certain behaviors, including but not limited to:

* offering a divine body for the purpose of a bribe

* providing false visions to oracles

* summoning outworlders without documented cause

* intentionally endangering a world's ecosystem

* expressing desire to commit genocide to a mortal

* advocating for slavery to a mortal

* advising mortals to commit any of the misdeeds in appendix B, section R-1

is explicitly prohibited by this universe's Deity Code of Conduct.

If you believe this judgment to be in error, please submit an arbitration request using the form specified in section F-6 of the Deity Code of Conduct.

Lucia's perfect, blonde eyebrows raised to their limit over Her gorgeous face. "What the fuck?" She hissed.

The light in Her pocket dimension abruptly disappeared.

It did not return.