Dole out cruel and unusual punishments

Despite the brashness of omnipotence and the superb echelon of being it grants you, some feelings of morality still remain. A compromise is made between the ruthless all-powerful blood queen and the frail and agreeable mortal clashing in your mind: You'll start by only torturing people who absolutely deserve it.

You survey the entirety of Earth, seeking out scenes which would constitute as a moral outcry according to just about any system of belief. There are a lot of such scenarios, and it would make you sick to your stomach if you were still susceptible to illness.

Sophie: "There's just no hope for Earth - this polluted sludgeball is ripe for a redo."

Out of the million places that cry into the heavens for justice, you decide to attend a particularly gruesome scene: A group of violent extremists are about to **** and **** a young woman for the horrid crime of being a lesbian.

Sophie: "Let's see how well that'll work out for them..."

By snapping your fingers, a small trickle of power is diverted into the woman, rendering her not only invulnerable to any mortal weapons, but also angry, vengeful and gifted in multiple types of magics newly invented by you. These extremists are horrified as their victim suddenly reveals herself as the source of their imminent doom. The woman proceeds to humiliate and **** her would-be killers with an assortment of extremely potent spells, eventually turning them into a still-living boiling pool of flesh and organs and leaving it to dissipate into nothingess.

You appear before the woman.

Sophie: "My cute little Demoness... Do you enjoy this power I've bestowed you with?"

Woman: "Yes! Ouh... I can't begin to describe how spilling their blood gets mine flowing... Please, who or whatever you are, please let me keep this power!"

Sophie: "Not only will I let you keep it..."

You grab the woman by her sides and plant a passionate kiss onto her. In that instant, a gargantuan bolt of divine POWER strikes her. She begins to transform; her outright demonic appearance is carved from the blackest and sharpest obsidian, stoked by the flames of Hell, a place which you just created as residence/dominion for your creation.

The woman's new figure glows with a fiendish crimson gradient, as dark vapor still billows around her. She's become a monstrous, oversexed, overpowered and both literally and figuratively horny red-leathered temptress. Natural laws fail in her presence.

Sophie: "What should I call you?"

Her low, distorted but still somehow feminine voice echoes throughout the universe:

Woman: "I am ****, Destruction and Pain! I am Chaos, Entropy and the Unforgiving Lingering Doom Which Paints the Edges of a Multiverse. You Hear My Name in Despondent Wailing, the Gnashing of Broken Bones and the Thunderous Coursing of Blood Oceans!"

Sophie: "Wow okay."

Woman: "But for the purposes of brevity, my Mistress, you may refer to me as Falaz."

Sophie: "Wicked. Go forth, Falaz, and exert your will on all the naughty mortals! Destroy their spirits and rend their souls. Do it for me."

Falaz: "I will, my Mistress!"

Falaz disappears in a pulse of space-shattering dark energy, presumably to fulfill her mission or to attend to Hell, her personal universe. Of course with the power she has attained, doing both simultaneously wouldn't be even a minor issue.