For a long moment, the live broadcast room fell into absolute silence.
Millions of viewers stared at the screen with eyes wide open and mouths frozen halfway, their minds refusing to process what they were seeing. No one spoke. No one typed. Even breathing felt delayed.
Then the text on the screen refreshed again.
Clear. Sharp. Unmistakable.
This was not a glitch.
This was not a hallucination.
This was history being rewritten in real time.
The next second, the silence shattered.
The comment barrage exploded like a tidal wave.
"What the hell?! Tai Sui is a planet?!"
"You're telling me an ancient civilization had interstellar travel?!"
"Even modern aerospace tech can't compare to this!"
"A bronze alien spaceship… and you still call this 'ancient history'?"
"How much forbidden knowledge did the First Empire steal from the Broken God?!"
The live broadcast room descended into chaos.
---
S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters
Inside the command center, seasoned agents stood frozen in place, staring at the projection as if reality itself had cracked.
"So… now it makes sense," Natasha Romanoff said quietly, her lips curling into a bitter smile.
"No wonder the First Empire was called the most favored civilization among the gods."
She shook her head slowly.
"A bronze interstellar vessel," she continued. "Even with all our current resources, replicating something like that would be nearly impossible."
Nick Fury didn't respond immediately.
His visible eye remained fixed on the screen, dark and heavy.
"I thought the Ebony Blade was already beyond reason," he finally said.
"But this?"
A planet-sized prison.
A celestial containment system.
"This isn't just advanced," Fury muttered. "This is terrifying."
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Kamar-Taj
The Ancient One stood motionless.
Unlike the others, she showed no interest in the bronze spacecraft.
Her gaze was locked on a single phrase.
Tai Sui Star.
"So that's what it truly was…" she whispered.
For centuries, scholars believed Tai Sui was merely another name for the Broken God.
But now the truth stood revealed.
Tai Sui was not a god.
It was a planet.
A planet built to imprison Yaldabaoth, the God of Flesh, Blood, and Chaos.
As new data streamed across the screen, even the Ancient One—who had witnessed countless timelines—felt genuine awe.
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New Records Unlocked
> "Tai Sui is the prison of the Dragon. A fracture appeared, and flesh fell into the mortal realm, giving birth to abominations. Three great vessels were constructed and stationed upon Tai Sui to seal the breach. The abominations were destroyed, and the flood was calmed. During the reign of later kings, a gateway to Tai Sui was completed."
The Ancient One's pupils contracted sharply.
"The Dragon Mother is Yaldabaoth," she said softly.
"And Tai Sui… is undeniably her prison."
Her expression darkened.
"Flesh falling into the world… abominations appearing…"
A chilling realization followed.
"Yaldabaoth's recovery had already begun thousands of years ago."
The memory of SCP-001—the Broken God—surfaced in her mind.
That lingering corruption.
That opposing presence.
Between the two cosmic entities, one truth was clear:
The Broken God taught order.
Yaldabaoth spread chaos.
And humanity stood between them.
---
Stark Industries Tower
"A gateway?" Tony Stark repeated, eyes lighting up like a child seeing fire for the first time.
"Wait—do you realize what that means?"
James Rhodes frowned. "You're not thinking—"
"Space teleportation!" Stark cut in, practically vibrating with excitement.
"They didn't just travel between stars—they folded space itself!"
Rhodes stared. "That's impossible. That tech shouldn't exist even now."
Stark turned toward him, eyes burning.
"It shouldn't—but it did. Because the First Empire wasn't developing naturally."
"They were guided."
His voice dropped, almost reverent.
"The Broken God is every scientist's ultimate dream."
Rhodes placed a firm hand on Stark's shoulder.
"Calm down. That god doesn't exist in our universe."
"And even if it did," Rhodes added, "look how it ended. They destroyed themselves."
Stark's excitement dimmed.
"…Just let me dream for five minutes," he muttered.
---
Back to the Screen
Dr. Judith adjusted her glasses as she noticed James's focused expression.
"This text closely resembles an archived hymn titled To the One Who Sees the Dragon," she said calmly.
James paused.
"You're saying there are multiple records confirming the First Empire's connection to both gods?"
Judith nodded. "Keep reading. The next section is… unsettling."
James turned the page.
---
On Transfiguration
The title alone sent a chill through the audience.
> "At the age of twelve, the ritual of transformation is performed. Farmers gain scales. Craftsmen grow serpentine heads. Officials develop serpent bodies. Rulers take on dragon forms. Those of lesser status are excluded."
The broadcast room erupted again.
James frowned deeply.
"So nearly every citizen underwent physical mutation?"
Judith nodded.
"And these weren't weak mutations," she added.
"Records describe enhanced strength, regeneration… and magic."
"Magic?" James echoed.
"Not quite," Judith corrected.
"Thaumaturgy—biological transformation refined into a system."
James's eyes widened.
"The Broken God industrialized civilization," he murmured.
"And Yaldabaoth provided flesh transformation."
Judith smiled faintly.
"That contradiction is the key."
---
The Implication
The realization struck like thunder.
The First Empire reached industrialization thousands of years ago.
Mass-produced thaumaturges.
A society of engineered beings.
This was no myth.
This was a blueprint.
---
On Dragons
James turned the page slowly.
The word Dragon appeared at the top.
Everyone watching already understood.
In the First Empire, dragons meant gods.
> "The gods gathered at the Abyss. Two great dragons fed upon them. One was metal and order. The other was flesh and chaos. From their union, humanity was born."
Silence.
Then—
The broadcast exploded.
"They're saying humanity descended from both gods?!"
"No wonder they had both machines and mutations!"
"This is blasphemy and revelation at the same time!"
---
S.H.I.E.L.D. Again
Natasha blinked.
"…Do you think those two gods know humanity believes this?"
She grinned darkly.
"If they do… that reunion would be awkward."
Nick Fury did not laugh.
---
Final Analysis
Dr. Judith's voice cut through the chaos.
"Dualism is fundamental to belief systems across civilizations. Organic versus inorganic. Flesh versus machine."
James nodded slowly.
"The Broken God and Yaldabaoth…"
Two opposites.
One origin.
James turned the page—
And his expression changed completely.
The audience gasped.
Something far worse had just been revealed.
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