A Harsh Lesson

Vandrea is Sturmi's Husky goddess, creator of her realm.
She normally spends her time creating live and enjoying its growth and achievements .
Doesn't mean she is above to set them back when they start to go off quite of the mark.
God's version of weed whacking.

One day she came across the Irixian Royal Hegemony.
Once a proud growing civilization reaching for the stars, they had once made Vandrea quite happy. However, they've become a civilization of bandits and slave-traders, who don't care about achieving new heights anymore. They began to descend on lower civilizations like locusts, enslaving all, stealing their technology, and often ripping their planets apart for resources, leaving only ruin in their wake. To top it all off, the Royal family have declared themselves Gods, blasphemous in Vandrea's eye. From their massive palace on Eran Prime they look down on their cruel nation and the endless slave columns that keep it running.

They have taken things too far and Vandrea is personally making things right again. Seizing their planets, stations, and fleets with her mind, she effortlessly teleported the cruelest and most reprehensible worlds and their masters to her waiting grasp. The Irixans suddenly noticed the change of their sky, but more importantly to them was that all their slaves had suddenly disappeared! She made sure to send the worthy souls of the universe back to their restored planets.

Overlooking the set of planets before her, she made sure to announce herself.
" I´m Vandrea the creator of the realm and all around you.
I´m here because of you foul deeds.
I have come to see that you ravaged the galaxy. For what?
Selfish greed, pleasure, or just because you could?
How about someone brings ruin to you, in selfish greed for pleasure, just because I can. "

She let her edict sink in before an evil smile crossed her face. Then, several planets began to move to her cleavage.
It was effortless for her to move the planets Yuna - 12 Trillion, Antarinis - 10 Trillion and Uxah - 6 Trillion between her unbelievably massive breasts.
She enjoyed taking the Main economic trade hub: Arau - 14 Trillion within her hand before crushing it to her nipple, and began to show the Iraxians just what a cruel race they had become, savoring the sensual cruelty of crushing three entire planets at once in her bosom.

"Let's see what your so-called 'gods' can do about this."
Taking the capital of the Hegemony, Eran Prime - 26 Trillion, between two of her fingers, she sneered in delight. The sensual feeling of the Grand Palace against her was intoxicatingly powerful, but she didn't want to erase their seat of power entirely just yet...

" You can try to stop me if you like "

Few survived through the battle, only to be utterly annihilated in her throes of utmost bliss... and the universe was once again in Balance.

Her lesson would be taught to every race, every civilization that had felt their worlds crushed beneath the Iraxian heels. 

Do unto others, as you would have your Gods do unto you.