It had been a full, relentless month since the video detailing the profound and often horrifying nature of the divine was released, yet the cosmos remained locked in a profound and unprecedented uproar. The initial cosmic shockwave had given way to deep, ideological tremors that shook the foundations of stellar empires. For countless civilizations, the very structure of belief was compromised, replaced by the chilling, clinical reality of cold data.
The direct, unfiltered knowledge given to the universe by the Genius, Nava Terragon, was simply too much. These Aeons, whom billions had worshipped as unassailable pillars of the universe—figures like the eternal architect Qlipoth (Preservation) or the relentless hunter Lan (The Hunt)—were now exposed not as infallible gods, but as cosmic forces operating under fatal, predictable logical laws. The underlying analysis emphasized that the Paths that had gone inactive all met their end in a similar fashion: by an internal, logical flaw that Nava had brutally summarized as being undone by a hidden, systemic variable—a conceptual terror that shattered centuries of unquestioning faith.
The Ravager's Response
The immediate and most potent threat did not come from a corporate entity, but from the forces of chaos and opposition. The broadcast was seen as an intolerable arrogance by Nous's most powerful enemies. A high-ranking Lord Ravager of the Antimatter Legion, a figure of immense destructive capability, took immediate notice. This Ravager, whose ambition was the destruction of cosmic order and intellect, viewed Nava's actions as a direct, personal challenge. The Lord Ravager sought to eliminate Nava, thereby sending a clear, bloody message to Nous and lessening the influence of the Emanators of Erudition—the "heavy hitters" who commanded the legions of cold logic.
A devastating fleet, armed with weapons that specialized in conceptual and physical breakdown, was dispatched. However, the Lord Ravager was dealing with Nava, and Nava, ever the pragmatist, had already run the simulation on their most likely aggressive response. Before the Antimatter Legion fleet could even establish an aggressive formation, Nava's automated deterrents activated. A single, colossal Multi-Galaxy Orbital Missile (MGOM) prototype, capable of altering the gravitational constant of a star cluster, and multiple Galaxy Cannons, projecting enough destructive energy to sterilize a Type-III civilization, locked onto the entire hostile formation. The weapons did not fire; they simply locked, broadcasting the guaranteed firing solution across all enemy channels. The calculated cost of proceeding was instant, unrecoverable annihilation. The Lord Ravager's fleet aborted the mission, retreating in humiliated defeat.
The IPC's Corporate Paralysis
The Interastral Peace Corporation (IPC) was thus paralyzed in a severe, existential dilemma: whether to issue a massive, universe-spanning bounty for Nava, thereby confirming his status as an unparalleled threat and risking further intellectual contagion, or to do absolutely nothing, acknowledging the terrifying, unassailable power of the genius they were talking about.
Nava was the one famous for his intellect, which far surpassed every other Genius Society Member by a huge margin. His understanding of cosmic mathematics bordered on the divine. The theory whispered among high-ranking Intelligentsia Guild scholars—the idea that he could actually synthesize a new Aeon by himself—was the ultimate argument against direct confrontation. The possibility of such a designed genesis was enough to halt any military action; the IPC would not risk offending a potential deity.
In the end, logic prevailed in the form of corporate self-preservation. The IPC did nothing but issue a formal, heavily encrypted warning detailing a minor infraction of "Cosmic Data Distribution Policies." This bureaucratic slap on the wrist was so insignificant that Nava didn't even manage to notice it in real-time, only scrolling past the data when he was systematically clearing his backlog of minor, irrelevant messages days later out of sheer, intellectual boredom.
The Xianzhou Alliance's Schism
Across the vast Xianzhou Alliance fleets, the video precipitated a deep, internal schism. The strategic command was immediately split into two arguing factions concerning the video's analysis of their divine protector, Lan (The Hunt), and their eternal enemy, Yaoshi (The Abundance).
The two factions debated intensely whether Nava's cold, clinical reduction of divine purpose should be viewed as a necessary truth or unforgivable sacrilege. They questioned whether to view Nava as right for revealing the truth or wrong for his utter lack of respect. Due to the inherent, desperate pragmatism required for the Alliance's eternal survival against the long-life species, the consensus eventually leaned toward the empirical. They still viewed him as correct, accepting the chilling data, but ultimately deeming him to be a bit deranged in the head for treating the fate of the cosmos with such scientific indifference.
Unsurprisingly, some small, desperate cells of Abundance Followers were not happy that their patron Aeon was viewed as a "biological error" and a "flaw in the cosmic program." Driven by pathological devotion, a few disorganized elements attempted to mount attacks against Nava's remote vessels. Their attempts were instantly neutralized by autonomous defense systems designed to eliminate high-risk anomalies, and the Abundance Followers did not make it out alive.
The Astral Express and Herta's Partnership
Aboard the Astral Express, March 7th, radiating an almost visible aura of frantic excitement, rushed up to Welt Yang, thrusting her phone toward him.
"Mr. Yang, look at this video! This is the guy the IPC is losing its mind over!" March excitedly exclaimed, her voice bright with curiosity.
Welt Yang, with the wisdom of a former sovereign and a genius scientist, accepted the phone. As he watched the analysis, he couldn't help but think that this genius knew a bit too much high-level cosmic truth, but he quietly shrugged it off as a professional courtesy—the truth was known to some, but its public dispersal was the real danger.
"This is a good video about the Aeons, March," Welt confirmed. "All of their descriptions are essentially correct. The logic is computationally sound."
Welt began to analyze and explain to March 7th the deeper implications of Nava's data, only stopping when he noticed March was just scratching her head and looked like she did not understand anything at all.
In the Herta Space Station, Herta herself watched the video. The analytical precision of Nava's data, particularly his cosmological models for the deceased Paths, sparked a monumental idea. She immediately thought that this knowledge could unlock the true potential of her Simulated Universe project. Herta contacted Nava, asking if he wanted to join her collaboration. Nava agreed, but stipulated that he would only appear when they specifically needed his unique expertise for a computational paradox that truly threatened the simulation's integrity. Herta agreed immediately, as she had already previously collaborated with him and knew his personality well enough to know he likes to slack off, disappear, and read some random stories he found somewhere that she didn't know the provenance of.
The Aeons themselves displayed cosmic indifference. Aha (Elation), however, was uniquely delighted. The Aeon viewed Nava's serious, logical exposé as the universe's funniest attempt at giving Them some unintentional cosmic praise. Aha simply laughed it off and, as a joke, spontaneously pranked a whole planet, manipulating causality to make the inhabitants think a terrifying, but entirely fake, Stellaron Disaster had struck their world.
Nava watched the viewers' chaotic, collective reactions on his monitors and just laughed softly to himself, repeating his own simple creed:
"Knowledge should be kept as a treasure."
His intellectual curiosity satisfied, and the universe successfully destabilized, he found himself, once again, without a complex, immediate task. He straight up began to design and create a colossal mechanical planet, dedicating it to be his own massive, unbreachable library, built solely because he was bored.
_______________________________________________________________
I was in a rush when making this because there is only about 20 minutes left before I need to go to school and had to heavily rely on Gemini A.I so please do understand that
The emotions here may sound robotic or some words doesn't fit in the paragraphs
Ask some questions if you want to