Super God: The Foundation, Starting with Fabricating SCP

[Warning... Warning... Third-generation body damaged... Attempting repairs... God body data damaged by unknown energy.]

[Attempting repairs!]

[Warning... Unknown energy is blocking repair data.]

[Repair data cannot be restored! Attempting to download backup data from the Dark Universe... Warning... Dark Universe data damaged by unknown energy... Download failed!]

[Warning... Third-generation divine body data unavailable. Divine body cannot be repaired! Life force draining...]

[80%... 50%... 30%... Depleted!]

[...]

Angel Yan lay motionless in space, her neck snapped by SCP-173. A string of mechanical warnings kept sounding in her mind...

As her life drained away, her consciousness grew hazier.

Was this the end?

I never thought I, Angel Yan, Kesha's Holy Left Wing, would die not in the war against the demons, but at the hands of a sculpture made of concrete and steel...

How ironic!

That conceptual neck-snapping ability really was broken!

It had snapped my third-generation body's neck with ease. It had even "snapped" the data needed to repair it.

It had "snapped" the backup data in the Dark Universe, too.

A conceptual ability really was absurdly powerful!

With that thought, Angel Yan gathered the last of her energy and tried to upload the record of her life, along with the SCP-173 data she had collected...

To the Holy Knowledge Treasury.

Every Angel chose to do this before death, so her story would endure and her comrades could learn about the enemy that had killed her.

But just as Angel Yan tried to upload her data, the mechanical voice sounded again.

[Warning... Unknown energy interference... Unable to connect to the Holy Knowledge Treasury... No data can be uploaded!]

[Attempting to reconnect... Warning: Insufficient energy... Attempt failed!]

[...]

Angel Yan heard the warnings in her mind and sighed. Then her consciousness sank into darkness.

Just before everything went black, she glimpsed a passage through the void opening nearby. A figure in golden armor emerged...

Leading a squad of angel warriors, she raced toward Yan!

"Your Majesty, get away!"

Angel Yan's lips moved as she tried to warn Kesha, but before she could make a sound, she could hold on no longer.

She lost consciousness completely and sank into darkness.

The powerful figures from the native worlds in the livestream all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Kesha arrive with her Angel squad.

After all!

This was Kesha!

She stood at the pinnacle of the Super God Crossover Universe. The Angel Civilization she ruled was a cosmic superpower, rivaled only by the Underworld Civilization and the Demon Civilization.

[Kaido: Kesha's here. Now she can finally deal with that creepy SCP-173.]

[Monster King Orochi: I don't agree with Kesha's Order of Justice, but there's no denying her strength.]

[Tatsumaki: Monster King Orochi, stop hiding and fight me one-on-one if you've got the guts.]

[Ash: Big Sister Kesha, can you save Big Sister Yan?]

[Misty: Of course! With Big Sister Kesha's power, it won't be a problem.]

[Whitebeard: I'm afraid not. Even Kesha can't bring the dead back to life, can she?]

[Naruto: I believe she can! If it's possible, I want to bring my parents back too!]

[Tsunade: Impure World Reincarnation?]

[Orochimaru: Exactly!]

[...]

While the powerful figures from the native worlds celebrated Kesha's arrival, she stepped up to Angel Yan's body...

"I implanted a Void Engine in you."

Kesha looked at Angel Yan's body. Surprise flickered through her otherwise calm eyes as she murmured, "Even if her body was completely destroyed..."

"She should still be able to revive."

"Let me see what's stopping the Void Engine from activating."

As she spoke, the pupils of Kesha's eyes vanished, replaced by a soft silver-white glow.

Hearing her, Angel Leng and Zhixin felt a sudden surge of hope.

They hoped their queen could bring Yan back.

Yet as experienced warriors, the angels did not forget to stay vigilant. Following the plan they had made before arriving, the angel warriors...

Surrounded SCP-173 and kept their eyes fixed on it!

They could not let it slip out of sight and attack again.

[Inspecting Angel Yan's divine body... Physical neck shattered... Divine body neck data shattered... Dark Universe backup neck data shattered...]

[Void Engine neck data shattered... Activation impossible!]

[Holy Knowledge Treasury backup Void Engine neck data shattered... Unable to download and restore!]

[Attempting to restore Void Engine data... Restoration complete!]

[Warning... Void Engine neck data shattered... Restoration impossible!]

[Warning...]

[...]

Kesha froze as the mechanical alerts rang out in her mind. She had dared to send Angel Yan to Earth, where Morgana was hiding...

Because of the Void Engine she and Heavenly Foundation King He Xi had developed.

The Void Engine was not only the key to upgrading to a Fourth-Generation Divine Body. It could also give an angel one chance at resurrection.

When activated, it automatically overwrote the original divine body's data.

It then drew energy from the Dark Universe and used that energy to repair the broken body during the upgrade.

So even if Angel Yan fell...

She could be revived.

And Kesha could lead her angel army to Yan's aid in the meantime.

But how could she have imagined this?

Angel Yan had not fallen to Morgana. A statue made of concrete and steel had snapped her neck.

And while snapping her physical neck...

It had also snapped the data for her third-generation divine body, her Dark Universe backup, her Holy Knowledge Treasury backup, and the neck data in her Void Engine.

Was this the power of a conceptual neck-snapping ability?

It was beyond belief.

After repeated attempts, Kesha had to admit that no technology they possessed could bring Angel Yan back.

The Thunder War God, the Holy Left Wing who had accompanied her for seven thousand years and fought in three wars between angels and demons—Yan—was truly gone.

Kesha flew to Angel Yan's body and gently lifted her. "Yan, thank you for everything you've done these past seven thousand years," she whispered.

"Rest now."

"The universe will never forget what you did for Justice."

As she spoke, Kesha gently closed Angel Yan's eyes.

Hearing Kesha's words, Angel Leng and Zhixin lost their last shred of hope.

They had to accept that Yan was dead.

She would never return.

They could barely accept it. If Kesha had not been standing right in front of them, they might have thought they were dreaming.

Angel Yan was the Holy Left Wing, one of the strongest fighters in the Super God Crossover Universe.

And yet she had fallen just like that.

No earth-shaking battle. No flawless scheme. No other God had even been involved... Just SCP-173, a statue of concrete and steel.

A single twist of her neck, and she was gone.

How...

How could they accept it?

As warrior Angels, they had long been ready to die for Justice. But such a miserable death felt unworthy of Angel Yan.

After a brief silence, hatred surged from the depths of Angel Leng's and Zhixin's souls.

They swore they would avenge Angel Yan.

Whatever it took, they would destroy SCP-173.

If one God-Slaying Flame Judgment could not destroy SCP-173, they would launch ten, a hundred, a thousand... They refused to believe it could withstand them forever.

And if God-Slaying Flame Judgment failed, they would use Heavenly Blade Judgment!

With Kesha's tacit approval, Angel Leng and Zhixin flew before SCP-173 and led the angel warriors in launching God-Slaying Flame Judgment.

But something strange happened. Apart from Zhixin, the Holy Right Wing, who had already received authorization...

Every other angel, including Leng...

Received the same mechanical alert in her mind: [Unable to establish communication with Kesha... Attempting to analyze the problem... Analysis failed...]

[Unable to connect to the Holy Knowledge Treasury... Unable to establish communication... Retrying... Connection failed...]

[Highest-level Angel Civilization warning... Kesha is suspected dead!]

[Highest-level Angel Civilization warning!]

Every angel froze at the alerts.

They stared at Kesha, who stood nearby holding Angel Yan's body, her face expressionless. Even their resolve as warrior angels could not keep them from freezing in shock!

Their queen, Kesha, was right there before them.

Yet they could not communicate with her.

And the highest-level alert said Kesha might be dead!

What was going on?

What they did not know was that this was not limited to them. The moment Kesha appeared beside SCP-173, every angel warrior in the Super God multiverse...

Lost the ability to communicate with her.

Every attempt triggered the highest-level warning. If they had not been able to see Kesha unharmed in the livestream...

The entire Angel Civilization would likely have plunged into unprecedented chaos.

Even so, turmoil swept through the Angel Galaxy. If the Heavenly Foundation King had not stepped in to hold things together, everything would have fallen apart.